Chapter 254 She has always fought alone
"Not much, but people must know how to be grateful. Besides, it was your brother who paid the price. Your brother didn't say anything. Why are you clamoring?" Jiang Qingzhou looked at it. Bo Yan's flushed little face said calmly.
Bo Yan was speechless by the rebuke, and the arrogant attitude of asking for money was gone.
She turned to look at Bo Muhan with tears in her eyes: "Brother~~"
Bo Muhan glared at Jiang Qingzhou and said to Bo Yan, "Let's go back!"
As he said that, he turned around and strode outside.
“Brother——” Bo Yan chased after him.
Halfway through the chase, she turned around and came back. She lowered her voice and said fiercely to Jiang Qingzhou: "Don't be too arrogant. My brother's childhood sweetheart has come to Philadelphia. He will soon turn his attention to you. Let’s wait and see what happens to other women!”
Jiang Qingzhou pulled his lips and smiled indifferently, "Hey, your brother still has childhood sweethearts, I thought he was just a big guy and not close to women!"
Bo Yan heard the honking of cars outside. The sound of the flute knew that this was Bo Muhan's signal to urge her to leave.
Without saying anything more, he glared at Jiang Qingzhou fiercely, as if he had suppressed Jiang Qingzhou again, and walked away.
The black car broke through the falling snowflakes and quickly disappeared into the vast night.
Jiang Qingzhou walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with the cup of ginger tea in hand, and stared at the snow falling more and more outside the window in trance.
Old Zhou came behind her at some point and said softly: "The eldest lady is obviously not that kind of person, why do you treat Butler Han like that? Many helpers are better than many enemies!"
< br>Jiang Qingzhou did not turn around, looking at the snowflakes dancing in the wind outside, and curled the corners of his lips coldly.
helper?
Ha!
In this family, apart from Lao Zhou who has always had no intention of caring about her, and even her most considerate servant Xiao Yuan stabbed her in the end, how can she get any help?
But I have been fighting alone!
Seeing that she didn't speak, Lao Zhou moved his lips as if he wanted to persuade her again. At this time, Jiang Qingzhou's cell phone rang.
When he saw Jiang Qingzhou answering the phone, he decided to give up!
The call was from Chu Mofeng.
"Qingzhou, are you home now?"
Jiang Qingzhou took a sip of ginger tea, looked at the snowy scene outside the window, and hummed expressionlessly.
“Can we talk about our affairs?”
"Say!"
"What do you think about my confession an hour ago?"
Chu Mofeng never mentioned that the phone call was interrupted by Bo Muhan.
“Didn’t I say, you are too young!”
“I also said, maturity is not judged by age!”
Jiang Qingzhou licked his lips, put the ginger tea on the windowsill, and smoothed his hair facing the French window where he could vaguely see his figure.
"You said, what can I get if I fall in love with you?"
"What can I get if I get my love!" Chu Mofeng blurted out on the phone.
Jiang Qingzhou laughed.
Chu Mofeng smiled accordingly.
"Did I say something too explicit? I'm sorry, I'm a straight person and can't speak tactfully!"
"No, no, it's cool to boldly show love. But we are not suitable."
< br>"Why is it inappropriate?"
Jiang Qingzhou pondered for a few seconds and said sincerely: "I like powerful people."
Chu Mofeng fell silent on the phone.
Just when Jiang Qingzhou thought the conversation was about to end, Chu Mofeng chuckled on the other end.
"You don't have to make this kind of excuse if you want to refuse me, right? Isn't the power of your Jiang family enough to make you feel safe? Why do you want to find someone powerful? I remember you had an interview before , saying that the last thing he cares about when choosing a spouse in the future is the other person’s family background and money, because you have everything you should have, and you don’t care about these at all.”
The smile on Jiang Qingzhou’s face faded a little. , and finally turned into a cold expression like ice and snow.
“That interview was last summer, and we had known each other for less than two months. How did you know I said that?”
“Didn’t I tell you? I've met you when I was very young, and people who look similar to you will pay more attention to it. Hehe, I'm sorry, what I said is a bit explicit!" Hearing this, Jiang Qingzhou lost interest in chatting at all.
She yawned: "Really, then you have a pretty good memory!"
"I'm sleepy and want to rest. Let's talk another day!"
< br>Then he hung up the phone without giving Chu Mofeng a chance to speak again.
The ginger tea placed on the windowsill is already a little cold.
She touched it with her hand, did not pick it up again, turned around and walked upstairs.
Wu Ma leaned out half of her body from the kitchen, "Miss, you are not having dinner?"
Jiang Qingzhou entered the elevator and ignored her.
"If you don't want to eat, don't call and tell me in advance. This will make me work in vain again!" Wu Ma kept the apron she had taken off angrily on the cooking table and muttered angrily.
……
On this windy and snowy night, it was a different scene when Bo Muhan returned to his home.
The kitchen at home is steaming, exquisite home-cooked dishes are placed on the table, and the eight o'clock idol drama is playing on the TV.
Full of the fireworks of ordinary life.
"Ahan Xiaoyan, are you back?!" Hearing the sound of the door opening, a dark-skinned short-haired woman wearing an apron came out of the kitchen and looked at them with a smile.
Bo Yan also smiled, then looked up at Bo Muhan, "Brother, do you still know me?"
"Su Ye, when did you come?"
Bo Muhan took off his coat and hung it on the hanger. There was no surprise in his eyes, and he was even in a bad mood.
"I've been here for several days. I've been busy with work, so I haven't come to see you. As soon as the work is settled, I'll call Xiaoyan and come!"
Su Ye She was already trying her best to control her emotions, but as she watched Bo Muhan gradually approaching and getting closer to her, her face still turned red uncontrollably.
He is still the same as in memory, tall, handsome, calm and not good at words!
Bo Muhan walked past her.
No stopping.
She didn't pay attention and continued to look at him: "You brothers and sisters are all hungry, I've prepared dinner, go and eat!"
"I've eaten, you can eat! "
Bo Muhan entered his room and slammed the door.
Su Ye was stunned on the spot, mixed with some embarrassment.
"Xiaoyan, does Ahan not welcome me?"
"Definitely not, sister Su, you are overthinking!"
Bo Yan pulled Su Ye in. She was also angry at the restaurant.
Driving here, she talked to Bao Muhan for a while, but Bao Muhan didn't respond at all.
"He won't eat, so we two will eat!"
Bo Yan put a pair of chopsticks into Su Ye's hands and pulled her to sit down next to him.
Where can I eat Su Ye?
I have been busy for almost two hours, just to surprise Bo Muhan, but the result is not to mention a surprise, not even a formal look.
"Is your brother feeling unwell? It's snowing so heavily outside..."
"No, he is in good health!"
"Then why is he..."
Bo Yan slapped the chopsticks in her hand on the dining table, with undisguised expressions in her eyes. anger.
“It’s all Jiang Qingzhou’s fault!”
(End of this chapter)