Chapter 8 Mr. Xia, please respect yourself
The next morning.
Jiang Qingzhou burned the midnight oil to fight last night, so he got up a little late.
When they went downstairs, Bo Muhan and Bo Yan were having breakfast together.
Jiang Qingzhou curled his lips secretly, pulled on his slippers and walked towards the cloakroom.
Bo Yan suddenly stood up and came to Jiang Qingzhou.
Looking at the skirt on his body, he showed off: "This is a birthday gift from my brother. Does it look good, Sister Zhou?"
Jiang Qingzhou glanced at Bo Muhan and sneered in his heart, This man really knows how to handle a bowl of water.
For her birthday a few months ago, Bo Muhan gave her a red one. Yesterday, for Bo Yan's birthday, he gave her a white one. Be impartial and treat everyone equally.
She smiled at Bo Yan, "Good-looking!"
"But this dress is an old style from a few months ago, and it's a bit outdated now."
Then he turned to look at Bo Muhan, "Why did you give Xiaoyan an outdated dress? It's really You're too shabby, thank you Xiaoyan for treating you as her own brother!"
Bo Muhan didn't react at all, and Bo Yan's face turned red at first.
This skirt was not bought by Bo Muhan for Bo Yan on his own initiative. It was Bo Yan who saw that Jiang Qingzhou looked good in it and asked for it from Bo Muhan in the name of celebrating her birthday.
Bo Yan originally wanted to show off in front of Jiang Qingzhou. What you have, I will have too. Unexpectedly, Jiang Qingzhou didn't care at all and blamed Bo Muhan for buying her an outdated item.
This makes Bo Yan feel very uncomfortable. The eldest lady is the eldest lady. Her clothes are not only good-looking, but also outdated.
"But I like it very much!" she whispered with a blushing face.
Jiang Qingzhou smiled slightly and said, "As long as you like it. But if you want to integrate into the metropolis of Philadelphia as soon as possible, you need to improve your aesthetics. How come your eldest brother is also a vice president of Jiang's family, wearing a It's so shabby that it's easy to lose his people!"
Bo Yan bit her lips, "Thank you, Sister Zhou, for reminding me, I will pay more attention to it in the future!"
Jiang Qingzhou said nothing more and finished washing. , went to the cloakroom to change clothes.
"I'm going to school, you guys eat slowly." She put her schoolbag on and was about to leave.
When Bo Yan saw that she was going to school, he quickly put on his bag and followed her.
Bo Muhan suddenly stopped her: "You get in the car first, I have something to tell her."
The jealousy in Bo Yan's eyes almost overflowed.
I forced out a smile, then nodded and went out first.
After she left, Jiang Qingzhou looked up at Bo Muhan.
Bo Muhan stared at her for a few seconds and said calmly: "I had your mother's painting repaired."
"Yes, I saw it."
In the past, no matter what he did for her, as long as it was beneficial to her, Jiang Qingzhou would be very happy and praise him, praise him, and praise him.
But this time she acted coldly, which was completely different from her previous style of making fuss and fussing.
Bo Muhan frowned, "Are you angry because I didn't notify you in advance for Xiaoyan's birthday yesterday?"
"Boyan definitely wants you to spend it with her on her birthday, since it's the most important Everyone is around, what does it matter if I go or not?"
Jiang Qingzhou said very calmly, not like he was being weird at all.
Bo Muhan's brows furrowed slightly again, "Do you really think so?"
"Of course. You brother and sister haven't seen each other for a long time, and it's just a good time for you to get together."
Bo Muhan stared at her as if she were an alien, and said nothing for a while.
"I'm going to be late for school, Butler Han, goodbye!"
Jiang Qingzhou waved to Bo Muhan and ran towards Xia Yuze with his schoolbag on his back.
Bo Muhan looked at the direction she left in a daze.
Bo Yan came over, followed Bo Muhan's eyes and looked out the door, and whispered: "Sister Zhou recently met a few junior boys, and she stayed with those guys all day long at school. They were friends in the cafeteria, and one of them The boy even gave her flowers... Sister Zhou must be in love, that's why she left so early!" Bao Muhan looked back at Bo Yan, frowning slightly, with an unhappy look on his face, and Bo Yan blinked innocently, "I Did you say something wrong, brother?”
Bo Muhan said nothing and went straight to the garage to pick up the car.
"Brother, why did you go to work without breakfast, brother..."
Bo Muhan ignored her, with a cold face, and drove the car out of the door like a gust of wind.
Jiang Qingzhou’s cell phone didn’t stop all day long.
While Bo Yan apologized to Jiang Qingzhou, he tried his best to invite her to his birthday party.
Each of the text messages that can be invited is Bo Muhan's careful arrangement and design for her birthday party.
Jiang Qingzhou, the eldest lady of the Jiang family, has never received treatment, but Bo Yan has it easily.
Thinking of his support for Bo Muhan over the years, Jiang Qingzhou blocked Bo Yan directly and turned around to go to the study room.
This way, Shengshi Restaurant.
Bo Yan walked up to Bo Muhan with her cell phone with an aggrieved look on her face, "Brother, Sister Zhou blocked me."
The man's eyes darkened.
The momentum around him suddenly dropped a bit.
After a while, he took a deep breath and said softly: "Go in."
Jiang Zhai.
Bo Muhan took Bo Yan out to celebrate her birthday. When Jiang Qingzhou came back, the house was quiet. Except for the old dog that had been raised at home for eight years, he ran over and wagged his tail at her. There was no other sound.
She returned to her room, put down her schoolbag, and just took out the book, when she suddenly found a painting on the wall of the bedroom.
It's my mother's "White Bird Picture"!
The painting has been restored and the glass frame has been re-mounted. If you don’t look carefully, it is almost the same as before.
She stood in front of the painting, her nose a little sore.
Would she have been better off if her mother hadn't died so early?
With her mother's protection, wouldn't Bo Muhan and the others not bully her so miserably?
“Ding ding ding…” She was so absorbed in looking at the painting that her phone suddenly rang.
She wiped the tears from her eyes, sniffed, and answered the phone.
“Hello~”
"I'm Bo Muhan, do you want to come over?"
The words were spoken in a formal manner. It looked like an invitation, but it was more like a routine inquiry.
Jiang Qingzhou tugged at his lips, "No, you guys have fun."
Before Bo Muhan said anything else, she hung up the phone.
She pulled up her chair and sat down, put headphones in her ears, opened the English test paper, and started listening to English.
Bo Muhan was rejected and looked a little stunned.
Don’t Jiang Qingzhou love to mess up his situation, especially his situation with the opposite sex?
In the past, whenever he had dinner with someone of the opposite sex, she would definitely try her best to get to the address, kill them, and then make a mess.
What happened today?
The heavy door of the box was opened, and a thin-faced girl dressed like a princess walked out of it wearing a white gauze skirt.
She saw that Bo Muhan's face was a little unnatural, and she asked worriedly: "Brother, have you drunk too much?"
Bo Muhan waved his hand to her, "I'm fine, you go in first!"
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After saying that, he turned around and said He walked out and dialed a number, "Hey, Mother Wu, is Qingzhou feeling unwell today? Make a cup of brown sugar water and bring it to her..."
Bo Muhan spoke softly, but It still reached Bo Yan's ears intermittently.
Bo Yan bit her lip, her eyes filled with sadness.
Jiang Qingzhou, how dare you compete with me for Brother Han! court death!
(End of this chapter)