Chapter 1937 She can’t drink
Lu Zhenzhen: “Forget it, you can’t see other people in your eyes.”
Bo Yanqing just sat down, then stood up again, took two serving chopsticks, and started eating them one by one. Dividing the chicken wings, there were two left on the plate. He reluctantly put the chicken wings in his bowl without asking the other two men on the table.
"Where's mine?"
Jiang Yu came over slowly, "Forget it, I'm old, you think it's okay that I don't like sweets."
Bo Yanqing quickly handed over the two chicken wings, "Mr. Jiang, I haven't touched it yet, and the bowl is clean. You can try it."
"Oh." Jiang Yumo responded emotionally. , sat naturally on the main seat, opened the pot of Shaoqiu he was carrying, poured two bowls first, and handed one bowl to Lu Zhenzhen.
But before Lu Zhenzhen stretched out his hand to catch it, the wine bowl was intercepted by Nan Jiaojiao, "She can't drink."
Jiang Yu squinted his eyes, his eyes light. After scanning Lu Zhenzhen's body, he made some guesses in his mind and smiled without forcing himself.
After dividing the chicken wings, the atmosphere was finally normal, and the guests and hosts enjoyed the meal.
After Jiang Yu had eaten, she went back to her medicine garden. She never had so many rules, and she didn't have the principle that guests should accompany the host. She just stopped by to have dinner, and she didn't want to stay with young people. Before leaving, , she deliberately walked around behind Lu Zhenzhen, grabbed her hand and felt her pulse, and then patted Lu Zhenzhen on the shoulder without leaving a word.
On the other side, the hospital.
After Nan Jiaojiao left, Song Yuan got angry and threw whatever he had in his hands. Mrs. Song asked two servants to carry the coffee table away so that the food on the table would not be saved.
She didn’t try to persuade her, she took the white rice from the servant and sat down to eat.
Song Yuan lost her temper and was not dissuaded. The anger in her heart accumulated more and more, so swollen that her chest almost exploded.
"I really can't stand it anymore, why should she be so mean to me!"
Mrs. Song ignored her. No matter what Song Yuan said, she just listened, but said nothing and finished her meal slowly. She just stood up and walked to the sofa, "Why are you so anxious? Didn't she say she would come back tomorrow? Why should she be detained here?" "I just don't want her to go back and make out with Brother Bo!"
Mrs. Song sneered: "Can you stop me?"
Song Yuan's eyes trembled fiercely, she lowered her head and covered her eyes, crying, " It’s so hard, I can’t control myself in front of Nan Jiaojiao, she always stimulates me.”
Mrs. Song sighed. She was her daughter after all, and it hurt to see her like this, so she sat down and held her hand, "I went to Bo's house today."
Song Yuan suddenly raised her head, her face There were still tears hanging on his face, "Really? Did you meet Grandma Bo? What did she say?"
"The old lady didn't refuse, she was very enthusiastic, and said that she could let you stay as long as you needed it. The injury is healed."
Song Yuan beamed, "That's great, can we live there tomorrow?"
Mrs. Song frowned and couldn't help but poke her daughter's head. "You, you, you can't hear the nice words. These are polite words. The old lady may not welcome you. She may agree on the surface, but she is actually refusing."
Song Yuan didn't understand, "But didn't she say that I'm welcome to come over at any time?"
"Do you need to understand in three words? If you really want to live in, then you have to be shameless and pretend to be stupid. ."
"But I can't control that much, just pretend to be stupid!" Song Yuan's head got hot and she really didn't care.
Mrs. Song said: "Who is Mrs. Bo? With all her life experience, she can figure out the other person's nature with just one glance. If you still can't control your emotions, you will cause trouble in the Bo family." Come back, you can’t get in through the Bo family’s door.”
(End of this chapter)