Chapter 121 My child doesn’t recognize people well
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Yanqing had no reaction, but Zhou Tian and his girlfriend were so frightened that they rolled down from their chairs and spilled fruits and drinks on themselves. , in a state of embarrassment.
The two families were also quiet, and Zhou Tian's father was also there. He was short-sighted and could not reach the top chaebol, but he recognized Han Qi and Bo Yanqing had an extraordinary temperament. He kept an eye on it and asked his assistant to check it out. , the results of the investigation almost scared his soul away.
"Master Han, Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo, this matter is a misunderstanding. Why don't we go find a restaurant and sit down and have a good chat?"
Han Qi: "Get out of here!"
Bo Yanqing: "Get out."
The two bosses spoke at the same time and repelled the people.
The eyes faced each other, filled with smoke.
Bo Yanqing glanced at Nan Jiaojiao's hand, which was still held by Han Qi, and narrowed her eyes slightly, "Can't you come over yet?"
Nan Jiaojiao shook off Han Qi's hand, He walked towards Bo Yanqing without hesitation.
The man curled his lips in pleasure, took Nan Jiaojiao's hand, and deliberately hid her behind his back.
He raised his eyes, his smile remained unchanged, but his eyes became cold, "Young Master Han, it's too early to speak. My children have never seen the market and don't know people well, so it's just a cause for trouble. Those people with different religions are not worth making friends with. , I will slowly teach her how to distinguish between good people and bad people."
Han Qi's face twitched, and he smiled casually, "That's right, I have a wide network of people, and there are always a few cats and dogs. It’s just that she can’t bear the grievance around me. Since the relationship has been broken, why don’t you, Third Uncle, make the decision and wait for you to be the witness at the wedding, while Jiaojiao and I kowtow to you?”
< br>How could he not know the true relationship between Nan Jiaojiao and Bo Yanqing? The third uncle's voice was originally a sentiment between two people, but in his mouth, it sounded like a strange response.
Bo Yanqing squeezed Nan Jiaojiao's palm hard, turned around and gave her a cold look.
She didn't even dare to cry out in pain. She bit her lip and looked over timidly, "I didn't answer him."
"Did Mr. Han hear that?"
Han Qiti He raised his eyebrows and said, "Sooner or later, I'm not in a hurry. Third uncle, don't push too hard. It's hard for her to admit it."
"She has a strict upbringing and she dare not agree."
Bo Yanqing With a little effort, he smoothly brought Nan Jiaojiao to his side. He put his arm around her shoulders and said with gentle eyes, "Let's go now. Since you are Mr. Han's friend, you should be the one to finish the work." " Han Qi felt very depressed. He looked straight at Nan Jiaojiao. When she looked over, he raised his eyebrows and smiled fondly at her.
Nan Jiaojiao took a deep breath and pulled Bo Yanqing out first.
Waiting outside the police station, Bo Yanqing let go of her hand. His handsome face was so serious that he could squeeze out water, and his voice was several degrees cooler than before, "Whose clothes are you wearing?"
Nan Jiaojiao looked down at herself, "Han Qi's."
"Take it off."
"Oh."
She took off her black jacket and planned to go inside and give it back to Han Qi in person, so as not to explain it unclearly.
Bo Yanqing grabbed her, grabbed her clothes and threw them in the trash can.
The trash can at the door, no matter who is there, can see it as soon as they come out.
“Get in the car.”
Bo Yanqing held back her breath, the coldness in her eyes became a little heavier, and she walked towards the car without saying a word.
Nan Jiaojiao quickly followed.
She consciously sat in the passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and the car started.
The car was traveling very fast, and the reversing scenery outside the window turned into a fleeting afterimage in front of my eyes.
Nan Jiaojiao silently grasped the armrest, her face turned pale by the cold wind that came in.
Bo Yanqing slowed down the car, with a cold face, without looking at her, "What's going on with Han Qi?"
(End of Chapter)