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After all, they had been in Los Angeles for more than ten hours by plane. Not only did they have to go jet-lag, they also had to take a good rest.

He did not feel anything out of place about what she had said.

He just felt that Mr. Bo was in a bad mood after taking the plane for so long.

Tinker has his own villa in Los Angeles. Usually, he would ask the hour worker to come and clean it for him. Basically, he would be able to check in as soon as he entered.

At first, he didn't feel anything, but after he moved all his salutes to the guest room, Qiao Chunan suddenly realized that he would be staying in the same room as Bo Xiuniang in the next few days.

For some reason, when he thought of this, he felt his heart racing.

In just a short moment, he had suppressed it.

After he had showered, he went out to get hot water and was about to take it back to his room when he turned around and bumped into the thin shaman standing behind her.

Looking up, he saw that Xiuran was wearing a bathrobe, revealing a portion of his strong and fair chest, which was very different from his usual cold and aloof self.

The warmth of the body stunned Qiao Chu An. He immediately took a step back and withdrew from the Shura's embrace.

"Mr. Bo, I'm sorry." Seeing the patch of white, Qiao Chun An immediately lowered his head, his cheeks slightly flushed. That patch of white kept flashing through his mind.

"You want me to come out and pour some water?" Looking at the man in front of him, the redness on his face made his throat move, and he looked down. From his position, he could see the curve of the person's body, and he even remembered the feeling five years ago.

"Yes." The flash of whiteness in Qiao Chuan's mind did not dissipate as he replied in a casual manner.

"Be careful in the future." She turned her body to let him pass. The look in her eyes gradually deepened as she walked towards the kettle with a slightly messy pace.

"Then, Mr. Bo, I'll go in first." Without looking back, he held onto his beating heart and quickly walked to his room in the corner.

"En, good night. Rest early." Xiuran raised his head and looked at the retreating back of Qiao Chuanan. The corners of his lips curled up and his voice became softer than before.

However, Qiao Chuan, who was busy avoiding this awkward situation, did not notice and just replied, "En, Mr. Bo, good night."

He closed the door and touched his heart. He smiled bitterly and slid down the door and sat on the floor.

Her heart was actually beating for others.

When he thought of the empress, Qiao Chuan unconsciously thought of Gu Nan, Su Ran, and even his father who was still in prison.

As expected, these things were still too far away from her.

Shaking his head, Qiao Chuan returned to the bathroom. He used cold water to pat his face and suppress the strand of hair that was lifted up.

She was responsible for Mrs Qiao's matters and did not have the time to talk about these matters.

He didn't know. He just didn't think the rabbit was as unfeeling about him as she seemed to be.

As he thought of this, the corners of his mouth could not help but rise as his eyes became softer.

However, he did not notice any of this.

He still thought that he had only the desire to control her.

After all, he was someone who could stir up flames in his body.

Five years ago, he was taught to eat and drink.

The next day, when he got up early, he went to the kitchen and made breakfast.

When they knew they were coming over, they called for people to fill up the fridge.

After all, they were going to stay here for a few days, so it was impossible for them to leave every day.

"Good morning, Mr. Bo." While he was frying the eggs, Jojouan noticed the thin shaker standing outside the kitchen. "It'll be ready soon."

The sunlight from outside the window shone into his hair, dazzling him with a golden glow.

"Getting up so early." Bian Xiu saw that Qiao Chun An was nervous, so she returned to the living room, but her eyes never left Qiao Chun An.

Her unbearably small waist was covered by a long green dress. The apron she wore revealed her slim waist.

"Mr. Bo, breakfast is ready." Qiao Chunan walked out of the kitchen and found that the thin bell wasn't there. He called out and brought out the things in the kitchen.

Breakfast was not complicated. There was toast, fried eggs, and a generation of hot milk.

When the thin cultivator came out, he didn't mention where he had gone to. The two finished their breakfast and went to find Shao Yishuo.

He said last night that he was going to see his law office today.

Shao's law firm was located in the heart of Los Angeles. There weren't many people working there, but they were organized enough to feel the enthusiasm of the people working there.

Since he didn't have any work arrangements this morning, the two of them went to Shao Yishuo's law office.

"Chu An, Bo Xiuran, you're here." Shao Yishuo, who was at work, saw the two of them appear in his office. He patted his head and said, "I was a bit too busy and forgot to pick you two up."

"We knew the address, so we came by ourselves." Qiao Chunan smiled as he spoke to Shao Yishuo. After the thin Shura entered, he found a place to sit down.

"CEO Bo, how about I ask my secretary to accompany you for a walk." Shao Yishuo raised his head to look at Shao Yishuo, who was sitting on the sofa. With a malicious expression, he said, "Alice is a flower in my law firm."

"When did you start pimping?" The thin, long and thin Xiu Lun directly knocked on the table. His tone was indescribably cold, making Shao Yishuo feel the goosebumps on his skin.

He was regretting that he had gone to provoke the emaciated empress dowager.

Let him have his dry vinegar there!

What was he talking about!

"Chu An, are you interested in seeing how our law firm works?" When Shao Yishuo was provoked by the thin cultivator, he immediately turned around and entered the battlefield.

"Is that really possible?" When she had entered earlier, she had discovered many names that she had heard before.

I didn't expect them to be in Shao Yishuo's law office.

Not to mention working with them, just seeing how they worked would help her in the future.

After Shao Yishuo said goodbye to the Elementary Scholar, he took Qiao Chu An to take a walk around the other offices.

About half an hour later.

"Miss Qiao, today you should learn from Shao Yishuo. I have something to do in the afternoon, so I'll be leaving first." As soon as the two of them returned to the office, they saw Bo Xiuniang stand up and prepare to leave.

"Don't you need me?" Jojouan packed his things and followed her as she prepared to leave.

But when she heard him call her to stay, she looked up, confused.

"No, personal." The expression on the face of the thin cultivator was cold and reserved. It was obvious that he was overthinking things as he tried to discern the expression on his face.