All Dote On One: CEO's Only Love

Bo Zhiwu smiles, "it's OK. Mrs. Zhen is very enthusiastic. I can also feel her love for Miss Zhen. "

Zhen took out a card from his pocket and handed it to Bo Zhiwu. He said with a smile, "this is my reward for Miss angel. In the future, you may need to come here a few more times."

Thin weaving fog pushed back directly, she said with a smile: "this is not necessary. I can see that you love your wife very much. "

After a pause, she added, "I think sometimes you'd better spend more time with your wife. Sometimes, company really matters. "

Accompany these two words an exit, Zhen guide's eyebrows and eyes will be gloomy a few minutes down. Of course he knows that company is very important.

At the beginning, he spent too little time with Zhen Qingyu and Mrs. Zhen, and was too enterprising. When they really have the fame and wealth they want, and then turn around and want to compensate for the company of Zhen Qingyu and Xue Bihua, it is too late.

Maybe that's the price of success. After the loss of her beloved daughter, his wife suffered from intermittent mental illness.

Bo Zhiwu was willing to help him, but he didn't accept the card. He really didn't know how to repay Bo Zhiwu, "well In the future, if there is anything I can do for Miss angel, I will do my best. "

Bo Zhiwu said with a smile, "really, anything is OK?"

Zhen Dao nodded. "Of course, as long as it's within my ability."

Bo Zhiwu took a deep breath. She looked at Zhen Dao with sincere eyes. "If you say, I want you to help me read the script?"

Zhen director Leng Leng Leng, it seems that some feel strange. Ji Jiayan, however, cast a look of approval towards the thin weaving fog, which is what he knew.

Read the script? He was even more suspicious of the identity of Bo Zhiwu. However, it's not the same as her goal.

But after all, Bo Zhiwu helped him, and he was not very good at asking about other things. He said with a smile, "OK."

Bo Zhiwu listened and said with a smile, "thank you."

Zhen Dao shakes his head and talks to Bo Zhiwu about some other things, and then sends them away from home.

Ji Jiayan ordered his assistant to drive the car over. Zhen took them to the door. Bo Zhiwu said goodbye to him and got on the car.

In the car, Ji Jiayan said with a smile, "I was really surprised just now. You actually let Zhen guide read the script for you."

Bo Zhiwu said with a smile, "of course, such a good opportunity, of course, I have to seize it."

the screenplay is so famous in the world. If Bo Zhiwu modifies the script after his advice, it will certainly be better.

Ji Jiayan gently smile, "your attitude to Mrs. Zhen, really let me a little surprised."

If it had been the past, the mist would have jumped. But this time, she did not, and she was very cooperative with the screening.

Bo Zhiwu was also a little surprised. She blinked and drooped her eyes and said, "I don't know why. Maybe it's because Zhen Dao and Mrs. Zhen lost their daughter, and I don't have a mother."

Ji Jiayan laughed and did not speak again. All the way home.

Bo Zhiwu got off the bus and went to bed after taking a bath. In the morning, the mist was tickled. But she did not dare to scratch, for fear of breaking the picture. After washing and gargling, I sat in front of the mirror and looked at it carefully. I found that there were many red spots on my face and body.

She looked at herself in the mirror and began to worry, "Tut, I didn't eat mango last night, but I was still allergic."

Thin weave fog just finished complaining, outside the door, then came the door bell. Without changing her pajamas, she turned and opened the door.

It's Ji Jiayan.

He was holding a sandwich and juice in his hand, and was preparing to give it to Bo Zhiwu. Who knows when I opened the door, I saw this scene.

Ji Jiayan frowned and said, "allergic?" There was tension in his tone.

Thin weaving fog helplessly nodded, "I'll have to go to the hospital."

Ji Jiayan has some heartache. He handed the breakfast to Bo Zhiwu, pushed her into the room and said, "finish it quickly. I'll take you to the hospital."

Bo Zhiwu nodded, sat at the table and ate breakfast one by one. Ji Jiayan looked at the red spot on her face for a long time, and felt distressed and worried.

Bo Zhiwu was embarrassed by him. She pursed her lips and laughed, "that Is it ugly... "

Ji Jiayan said: "don't get me wrong. I'm just worried that these on your face will hurt and itch."

Thin weaving fog this just relieved smile, "OK, but I can endure."

Ji Jiayan was a little curious, "have you ever been allergic to mango?"

Bo Zhiwu shook her head, "I'm not allergic. But I don't know why. Since the year before last, it seems that I have begun to have allergies. "

Ji Jiayan fell into shallow thoughts, did not say anything, and so on Bo Zhiwu finished breakfast, she was sent to the hospital."It's not a big problem. It's a common allergy. Pay attention not to scratch it, or you'll lose your face. Take this medicine back, three times a day, within a week, it can be eliminated. Recently, we should pay attention to the light diet. "

Bo Zhiwu nodded with a smile and said thanks to the doctor.

Just out of the hospital door, Zhen guide's phone call came. Bo Zhiwu answered the phone and asked Zhen: "Hello, Zhen director, what's the matter?"

Zhen's tone was a little awkward. He said, "Miss angel, would you please come home? My wife, she I want to see you. "

Bo Zhiwu also felt a little difficult. She looked at Ji Jiayan and said, "er..."

Ji Jiayan asked, "what's the matter?"

She said, "Zhen wants me to visit Mrs. Zhen, but I have these on my face..."

Ji Jiayan was silent for a moment. He said, "let's go and have a look."

Thin weaving fog long sigh of relief, answer Zhen guide said: "well. However, I ate mango yesterday, and I have some allergies on my face, so... "

Hearing this, Zhen said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. You just want to come."

Bo Zhiwu nodded and Ji Jiayan drove her to the villa area. It's sunny today. Mrs. Zhen looks better than yesterday. She is sitting in the garden in the sun.

Seeing the thin weaving mist coming, she stood up, met her with a smile, and called out, "you are back, lady."

Bo Zhiwu smiles a little. Mrs. Zhen notices the red spots on her face and frowns and asks, "what's wrong with your face?"

She was stunned and said with a smile, "maybe it's because I ate seafood yesterday."

There was seafood on the table yesterday. The real Zhen Qingyu would not be allergic to mango. Zhen told Bo Zhiwu that she was afraid of revealing the stuffing, so she would tell Mrs. Zhen.

Mrs. Zhen looked at the red spots on her face because of her allergy, and felt a little heartache. "Have you seen a doctor?" she asked

Bo Zhiwu nodded, "yes, the doctor prescribed the medicine and said it would be good to wipe it for a few days."

Mrs. Zhen was relieved. She took the hand of thin weaving mist, and looked at her with a smile all over her face. She said, "stay for lunch at noon, OK?"

Bo Zhiwu looked at Mrs. Zhen's eyes. She couldn't bear to refuse, so she agreed, "OK."

Mrs. Zhen began to smile, and then pulled thin weaving fog. She said with some annoyance: "it's mom's bad. I forget you can't eat seafood. Not next time, isn't it

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