Bo Qichen, "..."
Why does this story sound so familiar.
For a while, Bo Qin was particularly anxious to find Bo Ye's stepmother, but Bo Qichen didn't care about any women, so Bo Qin thought of a crooked move and went to Bo Qichen's office every day to read him the story of the overbearing president falling in love with me.
"So you like a porter."
"The working people are the most glorious, boss!"
“……”
Therefore, he has never compared himself with a working people.
Before he could figure out where he had heard the story, he tightened his lips and wondered where the porter had such a great ability to steal her heart.
Tang Qingge suddenly reached out from the blanket and tugged at the corner of his suit.
"Boss."
He lowered his eyes. "Huh?"
"Are you angry?"
Her eyes were light and cautious, with a trace of uneasiness.
He pursed his lips. "No."
He said that no matter what she did wrong, he would not be angry.
"That's good."
Tang Qingge breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him. Because of the little pervert, she was worried and afraid of his safety. She could not help pinching a corner of his suit and whispered, "be careful when you go out recently."
He looked at her and looked into her sparkling eyes. Suddenly, miraculously, his anger disappeared.
He thought.
Even if she said she didn't like him, even if she said she liked a porter, as long as she was obedient to him and spoke to him with such eyes, he still wanted to pick up the stars for her, and even was not willing to give up his anger to her.
If one day she tells herself that she likes him, what treasure should he take to love her?
He bent over and raised his hand to touch her hair. "Worried that someone would touch my paint?"
Tang Qingge, "..."
She is not telling a cold joke.
She looked very serious. "I don't mean that. I'm serious. I just brushed the news and said that it's not madam Ping in Lingang city recently. Boss, you'd better take more bodyguards when you go out."
"Well, I know."
"Be serious."
"... OK."
Bo Qichen covered her with a blanket, got up, pursed his lips, could not see what the mood was, and said quietly, "take him out when you have time to have dinner and get to know him."
Tang Qingge, "..."
She made up her mind about the two people sitting at the dinner table. One is a genius of the business empire, and the other is a murderous madman. They sat down to eat together... Eh, just thinking about this picture, she had goose bumps on her back.
She said quickly, "I think he may not have time. We haven't been in touch for a long time."
Bo Qichen took a look at her, but his face was still expressionless. "It seems that he doesn't care about you so much, so he should show me how he is. Your eyes are bad, and the men you like are not very good."
"Boss, you manage everything every day. I don't need such a small thing, do I?"
"Little things?" He looked at her with dark eyes. "Are you telling me that it is a small matter to choose a future stepfather for my child?"
Stepfather?!
She said she was not angry. Was her boss angry? Even her stepfather said this!
"Cough!" Tang Qingge coughed twice. Her face turned red. She hesitated, "well, I'll ask him if he has time to have dinner with you."
"Well, take a rest."
After chatting, Bo Qichen patted her on the head, then got up and walked out of the room. Outside the door, Bo Qin kept sticking to the door to listen. Hearing the footsteps approaching, he quickly pretended that he had done nothing and leaned on the wall.