Restricted Love: Cute Wife Can't Be Messed With

Staring at her eyebrows and eyes, Bo Yunchen looked very nervous. He lowered his head and looked at her face, then gently nodded, and a look of embarrassment flashed across the bottom of his eyes. Then his eyebrows wrinkled slightly and kissed her forehead painfully: "well, have a good rest. If you're uncomfortable, go to the hospital."

If you go to the hospital, her pregnancy will not be known soon, so it must not be so.

Xia Zhiqiao clenched his fingers and shook his head quickly. Her expression seemed to be embarrassed. Her heart was in a mess. She didn't know what to do?

Seeing this, Bo Yunchen held her in his arms and wanted to warm her.

She leaned against the man's arms and closed her eyes tightly. Although she felt a little tangled, she unconsciously indulged in the tenderness he gave herself.

One night, she fell asleep safely in Bo Yunchen's arms. This feeling is really very good.

Looking at her eyebrows and eyes, Bo Yunchen lowered his head and kissed her forehead. There was more gentle light in his eyes.

The next day, Xia Zhiqiao woke up in his arms. When he raised his eyes, he just saw Bo Yunchen's face. He slept quietly like a child. At that moment, Xia Zhiqiao suddenly thought of the child in his arms. After all, it was Bo Yunchen's child. They must be very similar?

Thinking of this, Xia Zhiqiao unconsciously smiled a little more, and the light flashed in his eyes.

Feeling her sight, Bo Yunchen opened his eyes as if it was a little strange. Then he raised his eyes and a surprised look flashed at the bottom of his eyes. Unexpectedly, she woke up so early.

"Why do you get up so early?" Bo Yunchen's eyes flashed a smile, stared at her eyebrows and said.

Hearing the speech, Xia Zhiqiao's face flushed slightly. It seemed that she didn't know how to explain. Then she shook her head: "it's all right. I want to drink water. It's getting late. Let's go to work quickly."

Her appearance seemed a little strange. Bo Yunchen touched his cheek and really didn't find anything wrong. He shook his head and turned away.

Xia Zhiqiao washed quickly and went directly to the company.

Bo Yunchen was not idle and soon went to the Bo family.

In the office, there seemed to be a thin smile on his face, which was very different from his usual appearance.

"President, do you have anything happy to happen?" The assistant looked at him with a little doubt. His expression seemed a little surprised. Unexpectedly, he would have such a side.

Bo Yunchen felt a little confused. He didn't know what had happened. He raised his eyes, narrowed his eyes and asked, "what are you talking about?"

"Because you look very happy." Bo Yunchen didn't show such an expression in the past. His appearance was obviously proud of his love field. When the assistant saw him more happy, he boldly guessed: "is it related to Miss Xia?"

There was a surprised look in Bo Yunchen's eyes. His eyebrows frowned unconsciously, which seemed a little embarrassed. His eyebrows frowned slightly together and said in a deep voice: "do your own thing well, don't make these boring guesses."

Cut, he was so happy that he must have guessed right and even refuted himself. Sometimes the president is like a child.

Seeing this, the assistant rubbed his nose. It was really embarrassing. His face turned red unconsciously.

A moment later, Bo Yunchen flashed a light on the bottom of his eyes and continued to ask, "by the way, how is Louis's investigation now?"

"I found out. I found that he had gray transactions abroad." Lowering his head, the assistant's eyes darkened, and his expression was also very serious.

It's true. In fact, Bo Yunchen made this assumption at the beginning, and he also had a guess in his heart, because Louis's power is so powerful that it's a little strange if he doesn't use anything. Therefore, there is only such a possibility after thinking about it.

"So, he is engaged in illegal transactions abroad." Bo Yunchen's eyes flashed a sharp light, and then raised his eyes with more disgust.

He has always hated such people. This time, he must deal with Louis well.

"In that case, call the police quickly." Bo Yunchen's face became very bad. He clenched his fist, a cold light flashed from the bottom of his eyes, and then said in a deep voice.

Hearing the speech, the assistant frowned and understood that it was a little difficult because he knew that if he wanted to punish Louis, Louis had to be a resident of China. However, judging from the current situation, there may be no more. He is not a citizen of China.

"I'm afraid not." The assistant rubbed his nose, flashed an embarrassed look at the bottom of his eyes, then clenched his fist and looked very dignified: "now, we can't punish him. After all, he's not a citizen of China. If you want to punish him, you can't use our laws."

There was such a thing. Bo Yunchen's eyes were more surprised, and he was about to be angry. He bit his lips tightly, and his eyes were unconsciously dark. Then he opened his mouth and said, "then we can't bring him to justice?"

"From the current situation, it is indeed so." The assistant answered carefully, as if he didn't dare to look into Bo Yunchen's eyes.

Suddenly, Bo Yunchen's face became cold.

"By the way, did Louis come to the company today?" Bo Yunchen thought that this man should not stay well in the company.

"No, I haven't come for days." The assistant's eyes were confused.

Hearing the speech, Bo Yunchen suddenly remembered that Louis must be at Bo's house. He may not have caused any trouble?

Thinking of this, Bo Yunchen was very nervous and immediately called Bo Shiyu to ask about her family.

"You finally called back. You don't know. Our family is going to be in disorder now." With a sigh, Bo Shiyu pinched his eyebrows in one hand.

"Is it because of Louis?" I knew it was the man. Bo Yunchen sighed and asked with disgust in his eyes.

"He is a scourge. He is a demon at home every day. As long as he is at home, his mother won't go out, and the old man sighs and doesn't know what to do. Think of a way quickly." Sigh, make complaints about thin poetry.