Chapter 175 He is actually a bit conflicted
Jiang Qingzhou walked out of the elevator and turned around, "Don't you look good?"
Zhang Yi clapped his hands and rubbed his chin, "It looks good. It looks good, but it doesn’t match Ahan!”
“What’s wrong with it?”
Jiang Qingzhou originally wanted to pull Bao Muhan up and stand with him for Zhang Yi to take a look. In a blink of an eye, he found that Bo Yan was also there.
Her shining eyes immediately dimmed, and her face lost the sparkling luster it had just now.
She huddled behind Bo Muhan and whispered: "Didn't you say you were almost late? Let's leave quickly!"
"Wait a minute!"
Bo Yan stood He got up and walked to Jiang Qingzhou, "I see Sister Zhou's skirt is a bit loose. I'll find a pin to pin it up for you."
Jiang Qingzhou was like a mouse seeing a cat, with a look of fear in his eyes. .
"Not loose."
"Loose!"
Bo Yan found a pin from somewhere, "The light is a bit dark here. Sister Zhou, come here."
Then he grabbed Jiang Qingzhou's arm and kept her away from everyone's sight.
"Sister Zhou has such a good sense. She looks so beautiful in this dress. If I had a perfect figure like Sister Zhou, I would dress myself up beautifully every day..."
While complimenting Jiang Qingzhou, Bo Yan pretended to be adjusting her skirt, and pierced her back with the pointed end of a pin.
“Ah——” Jiang Qingzhou screamed in pain.
Then he pushed Bo Yan back and ran to Bo Muhan. Bo Yan fell to the ground.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I'm kindly helping Sister Zhou, why did you push me, Sister Zhou?" Bo Yan sat on the ground, and the villain complained first, crying.
Jiang Qingzhou wanted to tell her about Bo Yan stabbing her, but when she saw Bo Yan's warning eyes, she became timid again.
Mother Wu helped Bo Yan up distressedly and comforted her in a low voice: "The eldest lady must be ill again. Miss Yan, don't be like her!"
"I didn't touch her body this time. It’s just that her skirt is a little loose..."
"I know I I know, but her illness doesn't work according to common sense. It's not certain whether she will do this today or tomorrow. You don't have to worry about her. Protecting yourself is the most important thing."
Wu. Mom kept chattering in Bo Yan's ears, but Bo Yan looked at Bo Muhan with tears in her eyes.
Bo Muhan looked at Jiang Qingzhou with gloomy eyes, "Can't you control it a little?"
This kind of thing can be tolerated once or twice, but if it happens too often, everyone will be annoyed!
"I didn't..."
Jiang Qingzhou tried to argue for himself, and Bo Yan walked over and pulled Bo Muhan aside.
She wiped her tears and said, "Brother, there is no solution for her to be like this all the time. Otherwise, we should send her to a mental hospital!"
Bo Muhan frowned and said nothing. .
Bo Yan has lived with Bo Muhan since she was a child, and she is the best at observing people's emotions. As soon as Bo Muhan frowned, she knew that he did not agree with her proposal.
Then move on to other things.
“At the charity party, there will inevitably be a toasting session. If someone accidentally touches Sister Zhou, and she reacts like just now, wouldn’t it be very embarrassing for you, brother?”
"The party was full of rich and famous people, and there must be many potential partners of Jiang's family. , if they see the heir of the Jiang family like this, will they still do business with the Jiang family? The one who will be directly affected will be you!"
"So I think you should not take her with you! Went to a charity party, leave her at home, I’ll look after her for you!”
After hearing Bo Yan's words, Bo Muhan turned to look at Jiang Qingzhou.
To be honest, Jiang Qingzhou's dress today is not in line with the aesthetics of a mature man like him.
But it is indeed bright and moving, playful and cute.
A long time ago she also liked this style and dressed herself up and down.
But starting a few months ago, her aesthetics changed. She abandoned the sweet and cute dressing elements and began to develop in a mature and intellectual direction of black, white and gray.
Matching this change is the change in her personality.
She no longer jumps and squeaks. She learned to be patient and silent, and when necessary, she worked hard to show off her talents.
This change seemed to happen in an instant, catching him off guard and a little secretly happy.
She finally started to grow up.
But gradually he discovered that this was not a good thing.
She no longer clings to him or acts coquettishly!
Even if he was intimate with her, he couldn't feel her enthusiasm. She seemed to be completing a routine.
I thought she would continue to develop in this direction. Suddenly one day, she lost her memory and became the pink and tender girl she used to be, timid and afraid of violence.
He didn't know how to describe his mood.
There are blessings and there are disappointments.
But he enjoyed her feelings for him, and finally returned to the previous feeling of ease and ease without any barriers.
Even though she could no longer remember him, he still felt that this feeling was better than the black and white time.
"It doesn't matter, I will keep an eye on her."
After saying that, Bo Muhan hooked his hand towards Jiang Qingzhou.
Jiang Qingzhou saw Bo Yan next to him and was a little afraid to go there. Bo Muhan urged her: "You're going to be late soon, why don't you come here quickly!"
As he said that, he walked over and held her hand. , facing the golden color of the setting sun, we got into the stretched Lincoln sedan parked on the grass.
"Wow, the eldest lady and Butler Han are a perfect match, just like a prince and a princess!" Xiao Yuan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding her face in her hands and saying with envy.
But Bo Yan clenched her fists tightly, bit her lips fiercely, and was not in the mood to speak for a long time.
On the way to the charity gala, Jiang Qingzhou received a text message signed by Lin Feng.
"Jiang Qingzhou, if you participate in tonight's auction, don't forget what I asked you to do!"
Jiang Qingzhou thought about it but couldn't remember what she had promised this person, so he replied Said: "What's the matter?"
A few seconds later, this number called.
Jiang Qingzhou hesitated for a few seconds and answered.
As soon as she answered the call, the person on the other end of the phone roared over with a machine gun.
"Jiang Qingzhou, you are a heartless person. I haven't answered your calls or replied to your messages these days. Do you still think of me as your friend?"
"When you ask me to do something, I take the lead and get mad at you. I asked you to do something, but you kept mumbling and didn't understand what I was saying!"
"You'd better not make me anxious, otherwise you'd better not make me anxious. , I will tell you the secret, you don’t want to be the heir of the Jiang family!”
Jiang Qingzhou held the phone and listened to the man venting, and then said weakly: “Who are you?”< br>
“I have been ill recently and my memory has declined. I can’t remember the people and things in the past...”
Before she could finish her words, the hand holding the phone suddenly became empty, and Bo Muhan beside her snatched her phone away.
He glanced at the caller, then pressed the power button to turn off the phone.
"How did I tell you, you are not allowed to tell anyone about your amnesia."
"But he knows my name, he is obviously my former friend..."
“You can’t tell your friends either!”
Jiang Qingzhou bit his lip and looked at the handsome man in front of him with suspicion.
"Why?"
"Because..."
Bo Muhan suddenly approached her and breathed hot breath into her ear, "Because once you let others know that you have lost your memory, , you can’t wear such a beautiful little dress!”
(End of this chapter)