After divorce, Mrs.Bo she shines brightly

Bai Yiran looked up and asked, "who is it?"

To humanity: "Jiang Xu's fans did it. They discussed the joint crime in a small group. The purpose is to attack you. It is said that they want you to do everything you encounter with Jiang Xu and pay the price. Now they have been arrested. Two of them are college students. Now their parents have come and said that they hope you can be open to this matter That's it. If the case is filed, it will affect their studies. "

He just dropped his voice.

Bo Siqing's cold voice came in from outside the door: "before these things, why didn't they think they would affect their studies? People who don't think about themselves, but want to be hurt by them, think about their future? You tell their parents that this matter won't just forget it, and they must file a case."

Bo Siqing's tone, with a tone of command, makes people unconsciously want to listen to him. It seems that this person is born with a temperament belonging to the decision-maker.

This made the employees of Ye's group not realize that it was not their own president who issued the order, but the president of Bo's group, so they quickly said: "yes!"

Then he hurried out to do business.

Bai Yiran: "

Looking at the back of her company's employees running away, she was actually very curious about whether the person who paid each other every month was Bo Siqing or herself.

At this moment, Bo Siqing had also strode into Bai Yiran's office.

Bai Yiran stared at him strangely and asked, "Why are you here?"

Bo Si Qing said coldly, "I'm worried about you."

His cold eyes stared at the woman in front of him very seriously. The feeling of concern could not be covered up at all, and could not be covered up. Bai Yi felt that such eyes actually made people feel a little hot.

So her eyes dodged slightly and avoided the light in Bo Si Qing's eyes.

He said, "what do I have to worry about? Do you think I can't stand this storm? I've been subjected to cyber violence for several rounds before. Have you seen what affects me?"

People who haven't experienced cyber violence don't know its terrible. Thousands of people who don't know you at all suddenly scold you and maliciously curse you. Most people can't stand such trauma.

It can lead to depression or suicide.

However, Bai Yiran was misunderstood by public opinion several times before. She was hardly affected. On the one hand, it may have something to do with her taking medicine and blocking some intense emotions. On the other hand, she was really strong enough in her heart, so she really didn't think that what would happen to her if she wrote such a few words with a little paint.

Bo Si Qing raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "I really don't think you should be affected much, but... You didn't reply to my news, so I'm still worried."

Although his wife often doesn't reply to his news, this time the situation is different from the general situation. This is because his wife is being raped by the Internet and is still making trouble like this, so he is more worried this time.

Bai Yiran remembered that he had indeed received the news from Bo Siqing before, and he didn't reply.

She reacted and said, "Oh? You said this. At that time, she was ready to reply, but Shaohan also asked me if there was anything wrong at that time. I replied to Shaohan, then made a fork and forgot your message!"

Bo Siqing: "!"

He stared at the woman in front of him and took a few deep breaths. His eyes were almost full of blood. He couldn't believe it and said unbearably: "this sentence means that you should reply to Gong Shaohan's news first, so you put my news aside for the time being.

Not only that, you even forgot and didn't reply to me because you didn't pay much attention to my news. "

Bai Yiran heard this and gave a soft "hiss". Listening to Bo Siqing's description, he felt that this thing seemed very cruel.

She was silent for three seconds and said, "although I know that saying so will make you feel very cruel and unfriendly to you, there is nothing wrong with your analysis. It seems that this is really the case!"

Bo Siqing: "

He clenched his fist and repressed his heart. He wanted to beat Gong Shaohan to death on the spot.

Look at Bai Yiran in front of you.

In a cold voice, "Miss Bai, have you heard a noun?"

Bai Yiran picked his eyebrows and asked, "what term?"

Bo Siqing was serious, very serious and said, "a white lie."

For example, he felt that at this time, in fact, his wife should tell some white lies to herself, deceive herself and comfort herself, rather than telling herself the truth ruthlessly and subjecting herself to the cruel torture of reality.

Bai Yiran looked straight at Bo Siqing.

The same solemnity: "Mr. Bo, the thing is like this. First of all, telling white lies to you at this time and comforting you will give you the illusion that I am a little interested in you, which is contrary to the objective fact that I don't like you now. If I mislead you, it will be cruel."

Bo Siqing: "...!" No, I think you're more cruel now.

And after Bai Yiran finished this sentence.

Then he said, "secondly, when people tell white lies, sometimes they want to avoid trouble for themselves, and sometimes they want to consider each other's feelings for fear that the other party will think more or misunderstand something after knowing the truth.

But I don't care about your feelings, Mr. Bo. I don't worry about your thoughts or misunderstandings. Mr. Bo knew this before. So why should I do this and tell you a white lie? "

Mr. Bo: "!"

He felt that he couldn't listen anymore. Maybe he shouldn't mention white lies.

If your wife wants to say something unpleasant, just let her say it. Why should you make trouble and let your wife say so many words that hurt yourself?

With a cold face, he looked at the man in front of him and asked, "is there a third one?"

Bai Yiran looked at him as if he was about to be blown up.

After thinking about it, he asked, "do you really want to hear the third? Otherwise, don't listen. I'm afraid the more you listen, the more angry you get!"

Mr. Bo: "...?!"

So it's true there's a third?