Chapter 322 He is a bad guy
The call was from Lao Zhou, asking Jiang Qingzhou if he was staying at Gu Shaoting's house since he didn't go back.
Jiang Qingzhou told him the real situation. Lao Zhou was worried about her health and insisted on coming to the hospital to take care of Jiang Qingzhou.
Jiang Qingzhou couldn't resist him, so he had to say: "You can come if you want. Don't tell Zhang Yi and the others. It's the New Year, so let them have a rest!"
Old Zhou Lai It was very fast, he arrived in less than half an hour.
He first expressed condolences to Jiang Qingzhou, checked her physical condition, and made sure she was fine before talking about other things.
"I just saw Butler Han in the parking lot. He was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette. He seemed to have been there for a while, and the ground outside the car window was full of cigarette butts!"
Bo Muhan hasn’t left yet!
"He can stay where he wants. The hospital is not our home, and we have no right to care about him!" Jiang Qingzhou said calmly.
Lao Zhou glanced at her and asked the question he had always wanted to ask.
"Miss, what's going on between you and Bo Muhan?"
Jiang Qingzhou put down his phone and looked up at Lao Zhou.
"Old Zhou, do you think Bo Muhan is a good person or a bad person?"
Old Zhou thought for a moment.
“This is difficult to define. From my perspective, it is both good and evil!”
Jiang Qingzhou curled up the corners of his lips coldly.
"Both good and evil, hehe, from my point of view, he is a complete bad guy!"
Old Zhou looked at Jiang Qingzhou's little face that was getting thinner.
Ever since she became the chairman of Jiang's family, she has been busy all day long, and sometimes she doesn't even bother to eat.
It is pitiful to have to shoulder the same important responsibilities as adults at such a young age.
"The eldest lady thinks he is not good, just stay away. There is no need to get on the line with him. After all, he has contributed to the Jiang family."
Jiang Qingzhou tugged his lips and said nothing.
Some things cannot be said too much, most of them are useless. If the knife is not inserted into oneself, no one will feel the pain.
No one can completely empathize with you. Some things are destined to be faced and solved by yourself.
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Bo Yan was going crazy.
She called Bo Muhan more than a dozen times, but Bo Muhan didn't answer any of them.
She is now in the house named Bo Muhan, and the luxurious crystal chandelier reflects her figure around.
"Where did my brother go so late? Is there any danger?"
Su Ye made her a cup of coffee and brought it over, pressing her down on the sofa.
"Your brother is in his twenties and he won't do anything outrageous. During the Chinese New Year, he might have gone somewhere with his friends to play. You know, places like clubs and bars are so noisy that you can't hear the ringing of the phone at all." Su Ye comforted Bo Yan and said
“But it’s been almost two hours, and he has Why don’t you take a look at your phone?”
“What if my friend doesn’t let him go?”
“You have to call me back, right?”
“Don’t you have to nag me again after I called you?”
The two of them were talking in the living room when a muffled sound of "bang" suddenly sounded outside.
Bo Yan was startled and quickly shrank behind Su Ye.
Although the houses here are new, no one usually lives in them.
When Bo Muhan came to Nanzhou this time, he had someone clean it in advance.
The house looks empty when it is big.
It makes a little weird noise, which is scary.
"What's the sound?" Bo Yan grabbed Su Ye's arm and asked fearfully.
Su Ye patted her hand: "I'll go out and take a look!"
"Sister Xiaoye, don't go!"
Bo Yan held her arm to prevent her from letting her go. Go, "What if it's some kind of wild monster?"
Su Ye smiled and said, "What nonsense are you talking about during the Chinese New Year? This is your brother's home. Your brother is so upright, how could he attract such a mess?" After saying that, she patted Bo Yan's hand again, stood up and walked toward him. Walking to the yard outside
More than ten seconds later, Su Ye suddenly heard shouting from outside.
"Xiaoyan, come out and help. Your brother is drunk. I can't handle him alone..."
When Bo Yan heard that Bo Muhan was back, he rushed out quickly.
I saw Bo Muhan lying on a huge flower pot, his body covered with mud, his forehead was knocked a little, and it was a little blue.
His current state can be described as drunk.
Su Yela couldn’t even pull him up!
"Brother, brother..." Bo Yan patted Bo Mu Han on the face, trying to wake him up, but he was not conscious at all.
"Why do you drink so much? Don't those who drink with him have any idea? Who is to blame if something goes wrong along the way?"
Bo Yan picked up Bo Muhan's cell phone from the ground and tried to find those who drank with Bo Muhan and scolded them.
I don’t know when Bo Muhan locked his phone, and the phone interface couldn’t be opened at all.
"Okay, stop complaining, help me quickly and help him up!"
Bo Yan and Su Ye worked together to barely help Bo Muhan up
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They helped him walk into the house.
After the unremitting efforts of the two of them, they finally got Bo Muhan to the master bedroom.
Bo Yan took off his clothes, Su Ye fetched water and wiped the mud from his body.
The two of them worked hard, sweating profusely from exhaustion, and finally cleaned up Bo Muhan.
"It's a miracle that I can still get home after being so drunk!" Su Ye said calmly while looking at the man on the bed.
I don’t know if Bo Muhan has changed, or if she thinks of him too perfectly. This time when I met Bo Muhan, I felt that he was no longer the same as before.
"My brother is very drunk. No matter how much he drinks, he can still find his way home." He said softly to protect his shortcomings.
Su Ye glanced at her and tugged her lips, "You, my sister, have a thick filter!"
"What filter, what I say is the fair truth, I remember when he was working, he once met with a client When discussing business, in order to get the order, he kept drinking with the client. He was even drunker than he was now, and in the end he was not the same..."
Bo Yan was talking about the past events of Bo Muhan, lying on the bed. Bo Muhan suddenly said something on the bed.
“Why are you doing this to me?”
Bo Yan and Su Ye looked at each other and looked towards the bed in unison.
“Say, why are you doing this to me?!”
Bo Muhan closed his eyes and frowned fiercely. When he said this, he clenched his hands tightly. , pounded the bed hard.
“You’re talking drunken words!” A hint of coldness flashed in Bo Yan’s eyes.
"Sister Xiaoye, let's go and let him sleep!"
"Okay!"
Before leaving, Su Ye helped Bo Muhan tuck the corners of the quilt. When she turned around, her hand was suddenly held by Bo Muhan.
“Don’t leave me!”
“Don’t leave me, okay?!”
Bo Muhan’s tone was sad and broken, as if he was begging.
Su Ye looked at Bao Muhan's hand at a loss. His hand was so strong that it hurt her.
At this time, Bo Yan rushed over, forcefully broke Bo Muhan's hand away, and said angrily: "If you drink too much, sleep well and don't torment others!"
Then he grabbed Su Ye. hand, "Sister Xiaoye, let's go, leave him alone!"
Su Ye returned the hand and screamed.
“Xiaoyan, your brother seems to be crying!”
Bo Yan also glanced back, and a bright tear was slowly flowing down the corner of Bo Muhan's eyes.
Not only did she not feel sorry for him, but she said in a strong tone: "Cry, you deserve to cry to death, let him drink so much wine again!"
Then with a straight face, she pulled Su Ye He walked out of the room and slammed the master bedroom door.
(End of this chapter)