Chapter 1900 What do I want that thing for?
Bo Yanqing snorted: "What do I want that thing for?"
Nan Jiaojiao: "..."
She Pushing him gently, "Call Hanchuan and ask him not to be hospitalized and to stop sending people around day after day."
Bo Yanqing took out his cell phone and asked Hanchuan to wait in the car.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Bo Yanqing let go of Nan Jiaojiao's waist and said, "Come in."
The door lock was turned downwards, and Sister Lai tentatively glanced in, her gaze tentative. Looking inside, his eyes briefly glanced over Nan Jiaojiao's body and settled on the man's tall and slender body.
She came in hunched over, standing one meter away, with a smile on her face, "Mr. Bo, Yuanyuan asked me to ask how Miss Nan's injury is."
Bo Yanqing had a sullen face and did not recognize his emotions. Not even a trace of his gentleness in front of Nan Jiaojiao was left in his eyebrows. Instead, he frowned in disgust because of Sister Lai's words.
"When someone is next to me, you can tell her face to face, what are you telling me to do?"
Sister Lai was choked and glanced at Nan Jiaojiao. Even though she hid it well, she could still feel the disdain and defensiveness in her eyes. Without saying a word, she turned to Bo Yanqing and said, "Yuan Yuan knows you Here, she wanted to come over and say hello to you, but her leg was injured and she really couldn’t get up, so I had to come over and invite you. Please go and see her.”
“She injured her leg. Why are you looking for a doctor?"
"This... you are friends..."
Sister Lai's voice became smaller and smaller. She had heard of Bo Yanqing before in the capital, but she had never heard of it before. I have never met him in real life. During this period of time, I followed Song Yuan and only met him a few times from a distance. In private, I heard Song Yuan talk about the friendship between the two families. His childhood sweethearts got married at the fingertips. Song Yuan was Mr. Bo. Who would have thought that Nan Jiaojiao would appear in the middle of Bo Yanqing's personal selection of his wife.
Sister Lai looks down on Nan Jiaojiao. She has no background and no influence. I heard that she went out to hook up before finishing college. A person like her must be like a poisonous snake when meeting an outstanding man like Bo Yanqing. The entanglement is so tight that the man has never seen any woman before, so he may feel that the country girl is a temporary excitement, and he still has to marry a wife who is of the same family. After Sister Lai heard about this past, she felt very sorry for Song Yuan.
However, it’s useless for her to be anxious. Song Yuan doesn’t fight or grab, waiting for the man to come back. She usually takes great care of Nan Jiaojiao on the set, but he has never seen such a silly and generous main palace like her. .
So Sister Lai often targeted Nan Jiaojiao. She felt that this woman was very scheming. She stood aside without saying a word and put on a pitiful expression. Bo Yanqing was afraid that she would be angry, so he followed her everywhere.
Sister Lai gritted her teeth, suppressed the fire, and forced out a smile, "Miss Nan, is your injury serious?"
Nan Jiaojiao replied: "No."
"That's good. You were treated in time because Yuanyuan brought you to the ambulance. You don't know, just ten minutes after we came to the hospital, there were several times more patients, and there was no doctor. I can make some time.”
Nan Jiaojiao’s eyebrows remained unchanged.
Lai Jie's explicit hints didn't work, so he simply said: "Yuan Yuan just woke up and asked you that she was worried about you. Now that you are fine, should you go and see her?"< br>
Nan Jiaojiao didn't want to go, she was too lazy to deal with it, but Song Yuanming was really helpful to her on the surface. They were both in the hospital. If she didn't go, it would be difficult on her behalf.
“Not going.”
The speaker was Bo Yanqing. He held Nan Jiaojiao's hand and looked at the person who dared to threaten his little girl with a cold expression, "Get out of the way."
(End of Chapter)
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