Gu Anxi looked at the message and it took a long time to return the message-

Very official, medical orders.

After posting, she didn't care anymore, so she put her phone in her pocket and got out of the car for dinner. Bo's mother said she made delicious food tonight.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Bo Xichen was at home without working overtime for the first time. He was sitting on the sofa beside him reading a magazine. The pale white light hit his side face, making the lines look clear and beautiful.

Gu Anxi went over and hugged his neck from behind: "Uncle, it's so early today."

Hearing her voice, Bo Xichen put down the magazine in his hand and pulled her over from behind, "You are a little late, and you won't come back until eight o'clock."

After saying that, he patted her: "Your father, Bo, mother, insisted on waiting for you to come back and eat, and I'm hungry."

The final voice was a little hoarse.

The little creamer felt a little embarrassed to resist and let him do something randomly. Fortunately, Bo Xichen stopped tasting her and let her go in a short while, mainly because her parents would come soon after hearing the news.

Sure enough, Bo Nianyao and his wife arrived in less than three minutes. Mrs. Bo felt so distressed that she felt that she had worked hard. She took care of all kinds of cloth dishes. At this moment, Old Mr. Bo, who had eaten alone, came over to have a meal again...

While eating slowly, he was inquiring about the news without any trace.

Bo Nianyao was both angry and funny. His father was obsessed with eating vegetarian food before, and he ran to the mountain alone for those years. Now he has come to the mountain but he refuses to go up again. He did something wrong before, but fortunately there is a baby at home.

After the meal, Bo Nianyao talked about the main business: "Tomorrow is the Jiang family's banquet. Jiang Chaoge won the project of Wall Laboratory. He was very imposing for a while. Xi Chenzi, what are you going to do?"

Bo Nianyao gently turned the cup in his hand and paused for a moment: "Tomorrow, the Jiang family will definitely suppress our Bo family in front of others. In addition, our relationship with Mr. Wang is not as good as before. Do you not give this person a head?"

After he finished speaking, his eyes fell quietly on his son.

The little creamer's eyes were also Buling Buling, looking at his uncle.

My uncle doesn't say it, and she doesn't say it either.

Before Bo Xichen could speak, Bo Nianyao smiled and said, "Baby, don't look at your uncle with such a look. You should be bothered by waiting for you two to get along alone."

The little creamer took his gaze back.

Bo Xichen's eyes fell on her face, smiled, and then looked at his mother: "Do you remember there is a z charity foundation under?"

"How come you don't remember?" Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "I don't know how to do these things, so the affairs over there have always been your aunt Bo Jin. Is there any problem?"

Bo Xichen paused for a moment: "Well, my aunt recently handed over the foundation to me for management, and I received a project."

"Project?" Mrs. Bo shook her head: "Xi Chen, have you taken this as a business?"

Bo Xichen still smiled: "It's a medical project, and unfortunately it's also the one in Wall Laboratory, and it was signed three days earlier than the Jiang family."

As soon as these words were said, the little girl was proud, and Bo Nianyao and his wife and Mr. Bo were stunned.

What happened like this?

Then, that is to say... the Jiang family project does not exist at all, or is it illegal to put it bluntly?

After a moment, Bo Nianyao finally recovered and spoke softly: "Xi Chen, are you sure?"

Bo Xichen smiled: "The contract is at home."

Bo Nianyao waved his hand: "Come and take it, let me take a look."

He was so excited that he suddenly stood up and walked back and forth, and walked back and forth several times: "Go to the study and talk."

Bo Xichen looked at the little creamer: "Go back to the orchid room and take it. In the safe, the password is your birthday."

Gu Anxi nodded obediently and ran back to get the contract. When he ran back to the study, Bo Nianyao had already taken out a bottle of red wine he had collected for many years and took out five goblets...

Old Master Bo was old and even had a drink. He savored red wine with his son Nian Yao while admiring the contract worth tens of billions, and kept praising him: "Xi Chen gave us parents Bo."

Bo Nianyao smiled and said, "Father, let me say, it's not that our Bo family does not have that strategy, but it's more suitable for academic paths. You can't leave things for hundreds of years. If our Bo family is left behind, can others still persist?"

The old man agreed at this moment, "Nian Yao, you are right. I don't think I am serious about the Jiang family, but I have to rely on our Bo family for medical treatment."

After a while, Mrs. Bo spoke: "Xi Chen, as stated, the Jiang family was deceived by William, and was it a waste of 5 billion?"

Bo Xichen smiled: "No, that's exactly what it is."

Mrs. Bo sighed a little when she heard this, "That Jiang Chaoge is too careless. It can be said that he has seen the world, why was he deceived?"

Gu Anxi leaned against Uncle Bo and said softly: "The desire to pursue fame and fortune is too strong, so it will be used."

Then she sighed softly: This matter was revealed later, and Jiang Chaoge would be skinned by Jiang Bin even if he didn't die. I don't know if the old brother would help her settle it...

When she thought of her elder brother, she could only say sorry. Jiang Chaoge had never been important. She was just a chess piece to check and balance her elder brother. The Bo family and Wang Jingyao had a quarrel, and they needed too many chips.

After she finished speaking, Mrs. Bo sighed: "What a pity, a pretty girl is very motivated, why can't she think so much?"

She paused and said, "By the way, the tabloid said just now that Jiang Chaoge had lived in the old lady's house. Is there such a thing? If not, which media dares to write randomly and arrange Mr. Wang's affairs indiscriminately!"

When the little creamer heard, it was not good.

So he pretended to be dead, and looked at the lights in the study and the cup in his hand.

But Uncle Bo's eyes fell on her little face, and he raised his eyes for a while, and said to his mother with a smile: "Taboos have always liked to exaggerate, especially these scandals."

Mrs. Bo nodded and said to herself: "The old lady was probably unhappy when she heard it. Things were not settled. Mr. Wang had this identity again."

The little creamer secretly looked at her and then moved his eyes away.

All of this cannot escape the gaze of Uncle Bo.

When I went back, I was carrying her back. Old Master Bo walked slowly in front, and uncle Bo carried the little girl who was slightly drunk behind him. The wind at night blew, and there was a faint fragrance of the magnolia tree blossoming. It smelled very comfortable. The little creamer buried his little face into his uncle's neck and sighed: Uncle is so beautiful.

Just when Xiaoniang was intoxicated, Uncle Bo patted her with one hand, his voice a little hoarse: "You released the news, right?"

The little creamer behind him suddenly burst out: "What news, I don't know."

Bo Xichen was about to say something, when Old Master Bo, who was walking slowly in front of him, suddenly turned around, "Xichen, don't bully her, Anxi is eight years younger than you, what do you think of bullying her all day long?"

"I'll settle the score with you later." Uncle Bo turned his head and said in his lips.

Then he turned his head and smiled slightly: ‘How dare I bully her! She is fierce.’

Mr. Bo changed his previous style and now did not agree with his grandson's words, "You are so obedient. Where can you find her? You still say that she is fierce, but where is it fierce!"

Bo Xichen felt a little funny, and turned his head to look at his little baby, and Gu Anxi smiled secretly.

At this moment, the old man said to himself: "I drank tonight. Don't wake her up tomorrow. Let her sleep for a while. The child will still have to grow up and grow taller."

He said, Bo Xichen nodded slightly. He had long been used to the indulgence of Anxi's unprincipled condolence-

He vaguely remembered that the elders at home said that people were not allowed to sleep in the Bo family.

Who is it now? It’s said that children need to grow up and sleep for a while!?

Uncle Bo was angry and funny, and a little sour. After drinking a little wine, he went back to his bedroom and hugged his little guy in his arms. He bullied him sourly and sweetly for a long time...

"It's really spoiled." He covered her ears, his voice hoarse.

Gu Anxi's little hand grabbed the material of his shirt and buried it obediently in his heart softly: "But you are the one who loves me the most."

Uncle Bo was in a state of great enthusiasm, and he didn't know what to do with her, so he hit her hard: "Did you deliberately release the news about Jiang Chaoge and Mr. Wang?"

The little creamer crawled forward with a roar. How could she admit such a thing?

But after only a few steps, the man who had drunk some alcohol dragged him back and pressed him tightly.

Gu Anxi bit his lip and looked at him pitifully: "Bo Xichen, you're drinking."

"Hmm?" The breath he exhaled was a little hot.

The little creamer lay in his ear and said a few words. After that, Uncle Bo's eyes were clear and clear.

Her heartbeats very fast.

But for a moment, he pressed her hands with one hand and took out her cell phone, and then she screamed: "I want privacy."

"The little one has no privacy." He sat up and pulled her into his arms and circled her.

The lights were yellow, and it looked particularly soft when hitting the two of them, and it also made such a night very precious.

Uncle Bo briefly checked, then smiled softly: "Do you really ignore him?"

The little creamer took the phone back and said in a depressed manner: "Ignore it, it's all the trouble."

After a while, she lay in his arms, counted his heartbeat, and asked softly: "Uncle, do you want me to make up with him?"

"No." His voice was slightly astringent: "In fact, I have a little...taste."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "But it depends on yourself."

He hoped that she would be happy, and Anxi lost too much along the way.

It is said that the strong are lonely, but he hopes that the flowers will be blooming around her.
Chapter completed!