Chapter 87 Ask yourself if you are sincere
Sister Mi is the woman who introduces clients to the "model".
Jiang Qingzhou took out his phone and took a look at it, then put it into his pocket and let it keep ringing.
Bo Muhan looked at her, "Why didn't you answer?"
Jiang Qingzhou lowered his head and said nothing.
"Is it from a friend? I'll answer it for you!"
As he said that, Bo Muhan went to Jiang Qingzhou's clothes pocket to take out her mobile phone. Jiang Qingzhou raised his hand, "What are you doing?!"< br>
The mobile phone fell from Bao Muhan's hand and fell behind the car seat.
The phone is still ringing.
Jiang Qingzhou and Bo Muhan reached for the phone at the same time. Bo Muhan got the phone first with his long wingspan. He avoided Jiang Qingzhou and glanced at the caller number. Just as he was about to press the answer button, Jiang Qingzhou stood up and lay on his stomach. The phone was snatched from his body and thrown out through the car window.
A taxi happened to pass by, and its wheels ran over the flashing mobile phone. A new mobile phone from a high-end brand instantly shattered into pieces.
Jiang Qingzhou felt a little distressed, but more of a sense of security.
This matter has finally been covered up for the time being.
Bo Muhan looked at her.
Looking at her deeply.
It was like looking into her heart.
"You are hiding something from me." He did not use a questioning tone, but an affirmative sentence pattern.
Jiang Qingzhou turned to look out the window, letting the night wind blow towards him, trying to cool down his mind.
Bo Muhan took out half a pack of cigarettes from the storage box. Jiang Qingzhou couldn't smell the smell of cigarettes. The smell of cigarettes made him sick. He had never smoked in front of her.
When he saw the exaggerated eye shadow on her face, the long false eyelashes, and the flaming lipstick, he lit the cigarette fiercely, and then took a drag of it bitterly.
His hand holding the cigarette rested on the other car window. The smoke curled up into the sky, and soon disappeared when blown by the wind.
Several scantily clad young women passed by him. One of the women in a miniskirt and permed hair was about to come over to talk to him when she suddenly saw Jiang Qingzhou in the passenger seat. She smiled knowingly, took her companion's hand and stepped on high heels to find other targets.
Bo Muhan took another puff of cigarette, slowly puffed out his eyes, and glanced sideways at Jiang Qingzhou, "Are you mute?"
"Who can't have some privacy?"
Bo Muhan frowned, "What?"
"I said you can't have some privacy, why should I tell you everything?"
The night breeze calmed down Jiang Qingzhou, and she regained her former composure.
Actually, there is no need for her to hide this kind of thing from Bo Muhan. So what if he knew that she was here to make money? He doesn't love her, so what does it have to do with him whether she degenerates or not?
Bo Mu Han snorted, "It seems that Uncle Hai's punishment is not enough for you!"
"Stop using my dad to pressure me!"
Bo Muhan glanced at her, "I don't want you as the heir anymore."
"I don't want it, but you do?" Jiang Qingzhou shot back.
She seemed to have found a way to suppress Bao Muhan at this moment, and continued: "Have you long been interested in the position of Jiang family's heir, so you have been staying in the Jiang family?"
"After all, I am the only descendant in our family, and it is easier to control. Controlling me means controlling the economic lifeline of the Jiang family. That's why you always control me like this?"
Bo Muhan looked at her His eyes became darker and darker.
Jiang Qingzhou got the commanding heights and felt happy, "Why, did I guess it? It seems that you really have bad intentions!"
"Do you regret not accepting my confession to you last year? If you accept it, early You have been engaged to me a long time ago, and you are now the son-in-law of the Jiang family. I am so ignorant and incompetent. If you work hard, my father will be yours in a hundred years. Wouldn’t it be great?”
This time it was Bo Muhan who didn't speak. He smoked the entire cigarette in silence. Just when Jiang Qingzhou thought she had been fooled about tonight's matter, Bo Muhan suddenly said something.
“Are you sincere to me?”
"Ask yourself, are you sincere?"
"Love this today, love that tomorrow, why is your love so contemptible?"
This is Bo Muhan's first time Talking to her about emotional issues will immediately shock her.
She seemed to have seen the iron tree blooming, which was incredible.
Such a straight man like a steel giant could actually say words like "sincere" and "love", which shocked her even more than tonight's "model" was actually a support girl.
Bo Muhan seemed to be waiting for an answer.
But what he was waiting for was Jiang Qingzhou's incredulous and stunned expression.
He popped the cigarette butt out of the car, curled his lips coldly and said, "I knew you would be like this", then started the car and drove towards home.
No one spoke during the whole journey.
Jiang Qingzhou felt a little bored and wanted to open the window, but he just thought about it and did not actually do it.
When they arrived home, it was already past dinner time. Wu Ma was cleaning the room and Bo Yan was feeding the dog.
Seeing Jiang Qingzhou get out of Bo Muhan's car, Bo Yan immediately straightened up, "Hey, sister Zhou, why are you back with my brother? Has your classmate contacted Bai Cancan?"
“I don’t think you should go with that one. My classmate said so, because I heard from my classmate that Bai Cancan doesn’t do a serious job. On the surface, he is a model, but in fact..."
"Bo Yan! How can you feed 80,000 people with leftovers? !" Jiang Qingzhou suddenly yelled, interrupting Bo Yan's words.
Bo Yan blinked in confusion, "What do dogs eat if they don't eat leftovers? I've always fed them like this in Fengzhou!"
"Fengzhou is Fengzhou, this is Philadelphia, this is my home, my dog must be fed dog food, and it is specially imported, do you understand?!"
Bo Yan looked like he was about to cry after being scolded, Biting his lip and nodding, "I understand. I'm sorry, I will never No more leftovers for 80,000 yuan!”
Mother Wu came to help Bo Yan, “Miss, do you want to eat dinner now or later?”
“No, I’m not hungry. !”
After speaking, Jiang Qingzhou went upstairs with a bang.
Wu Ma glanced upstairs and murmured in a low voice: "Isn't it just to feed a dog? Why did you get so angry and take gunpowder?"
Then she comforted Bo Yan, "Xiao Yan, don't pay attention to her, she I have this temper that is always up and down all day long, and I don’t have a straight line!”
Bo Yan rubbed his eyes and sobbed, “I’m so stupid for such a trivial matter! They can’t do it well.”
“Our Xiaoyan is not stupid, but she is too picky. Why can’t dogs eat the food that humans eat? Why didn’t she say that she had fed dogs food before? "
Mother Wu ordered Bo Yan, and Bo Muhan came over, "What did you want to say just now? What did her classmate want to do?"
Bo Yan was startled for a moment, then realized immediately that Bo Muhan asked her about Jiang Qingzhou's request for Bai Cancan's number, and then she told the whole story.
After hearing this, Bo Muhan frowned, "A classmate of hers?"
Bo Yan nodded, "It must be her classmate. Sister Zhou is so rich. She definitely didn't want it. Do it!”
Bo Muhan’s expression became reserved.
"Give me your classmate's phone number. I'll call her if I need anything." He said as he walked towards the study.
Bo Yan followed him, "What do you want to do, brother? What others do is their business, so don't meddle in their own business..."
(End of Chapter)