Kiss You, Sweetheart

"You know, I did it just to keep you around. I just want to tell you, en en, even if it's a loss, I just want you. "

When Bo en's heart hurt, the deep feeling in Bo Jiayan's eyes made her unable to bear to look directly at her.

She turned away, her eyes red.

"Well, I'll never believe you don't love me anymore. Something must have happened for you to make such a decision. I'll find out. Don't think I'm a fool. "

"Little uncle..." Bo en looked up in surprise.

"If you don't say it, I can guess who it's about." Bo Jiayan smiles coldly, takes Bo en'en's hand, leads her to the luxurious swivel chair, presses her shoulders and lets her sit down.

"I've never given you any gifts. Huansheng, even if I give you a proposal gift, it's not much. It's only worth billions."

Bo en took a breath of cold air: "little uncle, don't entangle any more."

"Goodbye, Mr. Bo." Bo Jiayan slightly leaned over and gently lifted Bo en's chin. His action was a little light. "I will always be by your side."

Then he straightened up and turned away. Walk natural and unrestrained decisive, with the inherent king of the gas, let others tremble.

Bo en's body withered and collapsed on the chair.

Bocayan, what are you going to do!

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bojiayan drove back to bozhai.

Song Lifang is playing with her flowers and plants in the garden. At this point, Bo Jiayan comes back, which makes her a little surprised.

"Jiayan, is something left behind?" She thought when he came back to get things.

Bo Jiayan didn't make a sound. He just walked over slowly and sat down on the chair, cold and heavy.

"Take a break, Ma."

The voice was a little cold.

Song Lifang listened, the smile of the corner of her mouth, hidden. She put down the flower scissors, went to wash her hands, went to bochayan's side, and said softly, "go to the small meeting guest room."

Bo Jiayan raised his eyes and looked at Song Lifang.

Their eyes were tacit, as if they both knew what the other was going to say.

It's time to uncover the silk veil hidden in the dark.

Two mother and son silent into the small reception room, the door closed, even the window is song Lifang closed tightly. The conversation was inaudible to outsiders.

She sat upright on the sofa, very magnanimous.

Bochayan sat down opposite her, looking cold.

"Mom, when did you know that?" He spoke first.

When it comes to this matter, there is no need for each other to pretend. Song Lifang's face is quiet, but her heart is ups and downs. She didn't know what the outcome of the conversation would be.

But she was ready for the day.

"Four years ago." Song Lifang said.

Bo Jiayan stirred up a cool smile, straightened up and nodded: "Mom, the best actor is you."

"When I act, I just want to maintain the peace of the family. I want you and en en to have a little conscience. That's enough. That's why I offered to send her abroad. I thought everything would be over, but I didn't want to You'll be back in love. "

"So you talked to ENN and asked her to leave me."

"Shouldn't it?" At this point, song Lifang's eyes suddenly turned red and pointed to her temples. "Jiayan, look at your mother's white hair. How much of it is worrying about you and grace.

My son, my granddaughter,

is full of meat