Chapter 9 The Bo Family’s Old House

Author: Wen Guqing

Chapter 9 The Bo Family’s Old House

People tend to feel sleepy once they have eaten a full meal.

Tong Yao rubbed her already full belly. She had just drank the soup and not a drop was left.

When I ate, I felt nothing, but now I can clearly feel that I am full.

She raised her head and glanced at someone working not far away, and sighed softly in her heart.

Now all the blood in the body goes to the stomach to digest food, and the blood supply to the brain is seriously insufficient.

She wants to sleep!

Just as I was thinking this, my body was already taking action, so I squinted briefly for a while.

After finishing the work, Bo Muyan turned around and found Tong Yao curled up on the hospital bed, already asleep.

"Tong Yao, who allowed you to sleep?"

Tong Yao was woken up just as she fell asleep. She was not very awake at the moment, "I didn't sleep... I just closed my eyes."

Bo Muyan: "...I'm not allowed to sleep. It's going to disturb me at work. I'll go back to my old house with me in the evening after taking the bottle."

"ah……"

There was too much information, and Tong Yao was a little confused for a while.

Did she disturb him while sleeping? Could it be that she snored while sleeping, but why didn't she notice it before?

Wait, go back to the old house!

When she wanted to ask for more details, the latter was already working hard.

In line with the principle of not disturbing, Tong Yao shut up and waited patiently.

The bottle was administered quickly and after completing the discharge procedures, Tong Yao followed Bo Muyan into the car.

She looked at the scene passing by outside the window, feeling complicated in her heart.

She did not expect that this marriage would also involve meeting her parents.

As a result, the Bentley Mulsanne stopped in front of a haute couture clothing store.

"Get off the car and go buy clothes."

Bo Muyan said coldly, and her long legs stepped out of the car first. Tong Yao did not stop and walked quickly beside him.

"I'm going to the Bo family's old house tonight. The old man wants to see you. I don't need to teach you how to behave later."

Bo Muyan turned his head and looked over. His long eyes were cold and calm. Tong Yao nodded obediently.

The two of them stood in front of the clothing store.

This is a clothing store that only accepts VIP customers.

Bo Muyan was a regular customer here. When the shop assistants saw his car parked at the door, they all came forward to greet him.

He directly pushed Tong Yao to the shop assistants, "I'll put some makeup on her by the way."

Bo Muyan sat on the side and waited, watching Tong Yao try on clothes back and forth.

Rather than saying that the shop assistants know how to choose, it would be better to say that Tong Yao is a clothes racket. She has tried on several clothes in a row, and each one looks very attractive.

Finally, the store clerk chose a butt-covering fishtail skirt for Tong Yao.

The slim waist design makes the waist slimmer, making it appear generous and decent when worn; the top is a designer shirt, with the collarbone looming and the white and tender neck also on display.

Tong Yao has a pretty good figure. Although she is thin, she is not shriveled. The flesh on her body is evenly distributed, and there is no shortage of places where it should be.

This outfit perfectly shows off Tong Yao's figure.

She was also very satisfied with what she was doing, so she walked up to Bo Muyan and asked for his opinion.

Bo Muyan's eyes darkened, looking at the unobstructed figure in front of him, he said coldly, "Change your look!"

Tong Yao, including the shop assistants, were all surprised. This set of clothes is the one that best reflects Tong Yao's femininity. It's obviously very beautiful!

The clerk had no choice but to take Tong Yao down again, and then Bo Muyan said coldly, "Change into something plainer. She is going to meet her elders, not on a blind date!"

The few people left, and Bo Muyan fell into deep thought.

In the past three years, he was used to seeing Tong Yao wearing cleaning clothes. Today she suddenly changed her clothes and she was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.

He recalled the day they first met.

She was wearing a blue princess dress, standing on the stairs of the villa, holding up the hem of her dress and giving him a faint salute.

At that time, she was 16 years old, a hot and ardent age.

Bo Muyan raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows. He had been having a lot of annoying thoughts recently and he felt a little short of breath.

So he got up, walked outside the door, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Tong Yao tried on a piece of clothing and came out, but found that Bo Muyan was not in the store, so she walked towards the door.

When she saw Bo Muyan, he was leaning next to his Bentley Mulsanne.

Under the setting sun, the afterglow of the setting sun coated his side with a layer of gold. He raised his head slightly, and from her angle, she could just see his perfect profile.

The golden light just neutralized his sharpness.

Apart from anything else, Bo Muyan really has the ability to confuse girls.

However, they are not from the same world.

As if feeling the gaze, Bo Muyan also looked over.

Tong Yao quickly came to her senses, her eyes returned to their previous clarity, she put on a decent smile and walked forward.

"That's it." Bo Muyan glanced up and down, took out a card from his bag and handed it over without changing his mood, "Swipe this."

Tong Yao took it and left with the clerk behind him.

For the last set of clothes, the clerk chose a gentle and elegant dress. There was no unique design, but it suited Tong Yao's temperament very well, and she paired it with just the right amount of light makeup.

Tong Yao seemed to be a new person, and the shop assistants were all praising her.

When we came out of the store, the sunset had completely set.

It was dusk, the lights were starting to turn on, and the warm wind of the summer night blew Tong Yao's silky black hair through the car window, dancing in the dimness.

The hair caressed Bo Muyan's face, and he closed the window calmly.

Tong Yao, who had no wind to blow, began to look at the scenery outside the window in boredom.

I was thinking about how I would like to meet my elders later.

Just as I was thinking about it, the car drove into a row of villas.

It is solemn and has a vicissitudes of history. The people who live here are all relatively old and high-status nobles in Hong Kong.

The black Bentley Mulsanne drove into a European-style villa. There were several luxury cars parked in the huge yard.

Several uniformed greeters were already waiting at the door. As soon as the car stopped, the door was opened from the outside.

"Young Master, Young Mistress." The greeter opened the car door respectfully and waited on the side.

Bo Muyan stood there, waiting for Tong Yao to come over and then stretched out his hand to her.

Tong Yao quickly reacted and moved forward generously, taking advantage of the situation and taking his arm.

The two of them entered the hall together.

Although the old house of the Bo family is quite old, it is very elegantly decorated. The complicated lighting shows elegance and luxury. The high walls on all sides cast shadows on the classical-style carpet. At the end of the line of sight, there is an old man sitting.

Mr. Bo is in his seventies, with white hair and a boyish face, good-spirited and elegant.

Seeing Mr. Bo, Tong Yao finally understood where Bo Muyan's imperial demeanor came from.

Seeing the two of them coming in hand in hand, the old man's tense face finally relaxed and he snorted.

"Mu Yan, I thought you had forgotten about me, an old man. If I hadn't heard from Ji Yun that you were married, I might still be kept in the dark!"

"Grandpa, I am also preparing to bring Tong Yao to see you in the next two days."

As Bo Muyan was speaking, he put his arms around Tong Yao's slim waist and looked down at the person in his arms from time to time, appearing to cherish him extremely.
Chapter completed!