Chapter 2042: Didn’t I ask you to hide it?
Song Yuan choked up in one sentence.
"I finally asked my friends in Beijing to help me, and I tripped your dad up at work and coaxed him back. He didn't even know the specific condition of your leg injury. Mrs. Bo, you should be more careful. You should keep it secret and take advantage of this opportunity to try to get closer to Bo Yanqing, but you must also know how to use it. Don't expose your thoughts too early. Know how to measure things, especially when Nan Jiaojiao is around. With the grandeur of the main palace, sooner or later this woman will give up her seat to you."
These words touched Song Yuan's heart. Her face looked better, and she glanced back at the bedroom door, frowning slightly. He frowned, became defensive, and moved his wheelchair inside.
“But today, the doctor from the Bo family came to see my leg injury.”
"What! What are you doing!"
Mrs. Song was so shocked that half of the mask fell off, "Didn't I tell you to hide it? What did you ask the doctor to do? The doctor saw your injuries at a glance. !”
“I, how do I know,” Song Yuan suddenly felt something in her heart, and then she realized, “I was just talking, I didn’t want to stay there to see Bo Yanqing and that bitch. I deliberately mentioned my injury when someone was getting intimate with me, but later I regretted it and told Wu’s mother privately that there was no need to call a doctor, but the old servant didn’t seem to understand and called me anyway.”
Mrs. Song was so angry that she had a headache, "Have you bribed the doctor or dealt with it?"
"Yes..." Song Yuan felt guilty and flustered, "I originally prepared a sum of money, but I didn't take it out at the time. But after words, she agreed and would not reveal it."
"Are you sure he agreed?" Mrs. Song pressed.
Song Yuan became more and more flustered and trembled, and said nothing.
Mrs. Song understood. She took a deep breath and held it down again, "Okay, I understand. I will contact the people in Rongcheng to clean up the tail for you. You give it to me. Remember, hide your wound well and pretend to be pitiful. Change the dressing yourself and let the old lady see the gauze on purpose to make her feel distressed. Occasionally, you can show your timidity in front of Bo Yanqing. What I taught you before leaving. , Why didn't you remember, just call me when you panic!" Song Yuan didn't care what tricks her mother was going to use against the doctor. She originally made this call to vent her anger, but instead she was taught a lesson, and all the words were blocked. I listened to a few perfunctory words and then hung up.
She never went to wash up and was restless in the room. The thought of Bo Yanqing and Nan Jiaojiao living in the same room made her crazy with jealousy.
When it was almost twelve o'clock, I vaguely heard movement outside.
Song Yuan listened for a while and seemed to hear Bo Yanqing's voice. She wanted to open the door and go out. After thinking about it, she stood up from the wheelchair and went into the bathroom to do some hair on her forehead and neck. Wet, she put on a sexy nightgown, but felt it was inappropriate, so she put another one on her shoulders, half-covering and half-transparent, which just highlighted her good figure.
After a while, she returned to the wheelchair, opened the door, and pushed the wheelchair out eagerly. As soon as the wind passed over her, she slowed down with a clear head.
There was only one warm lamp left in the living room, with a hazy halo, and a large part of the light came from the dining room.
Song Yuan approached there purposefully, Jiaojiao pinched her throat quietly, "Third brother, why are you..."
When she looked up, the scene in front of her was so exciting that she almost bit her tongue.
With just one glance, and by chance, I saw Bo Yanqing carrying Nan Jiaojiao to the dining table.
(End of this chapter)