Xu Qingcheng wanted to escape, but he really did so.

"I'll ask Li Cheng to send you my itinerary." But Bo Zhixu suddenly spoke.

"Mr. Bo, I really just asked casually, there was no other meaning." Xu Qingcheng gritted his teeth and explained seriously.

Growing up in the upper circle since childhood, Xu Qingcheng knew very well who could offend and who could not.

Just so happens, Bo Zhifu is someone you must not offend, especially now when it is completely unknown.

"What are you calling me?" But Bo Zhifu's point was not at all.

"Mr. Bo." Xu Qingcheng was stunned.

The man looked at Xu Qingcheng calmly with ink-colored eyes, and then he opened his thin lips and said word by word: "I don't like my wife, I call me this name."

Xu Qingcheng: “…”

"You can call me my name." Bo Zhifu gave a prompt, "or call me husband."

Compared to Xu Qingcheng's discomfort, Bo Zhihuan said openly.

He just looked at Xu Qingcheng like this, as if he was waiting patiently.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to speak several times, but when he spoke, it was like a knot on his tongue, and it was no longer easy.

After a long time, Xu Qingcheng found his voice: "Stop the swelling."

At least the name is more than the husband, so Xu Qingcheng has to accept it.

Bo Zhifu didn't make things difficult for Xu Qingcheng, so he said no.

Then, the car door is closed.

Xu Qingcheng stood there and watched the black Bentley slowly leave.

She seemed to be exhausted and sweated in cold sweat.

Talking to Bo Zhifu is too stressful.

Such pressure is like the day when she had an accident a few months ago. Although she couldn't see anything, such pressure was like a shadow.

And that nightmare seems to be lingering until now.

Xu Qingcheng calmed down and then walked towards the Bo family villa.

...

A few days later—

Xu Qingcheng saw the news of Song's bankruptcy in the news.

The An family immediately terminated the engagement with the Song family. The child in An Ning's belly caused a child to induced abortion, and it was a coincidence that it only took three days.

Xu Qingcheng was slightly amazed.

It was not a pity for the Song family, but a shock to the Bo family's overwhelming power.

Xu Qingcheng knew very well that the Bo family and the Song family had no holiday, and that Song Yichen's collision that day would not have caused the Bo family to attack the Song family.

Therefore, Xu Qingcheng understood even more that this was Bo Zhifu venting his anger.

For the sake of emotion and reason, I should thank Bo Zhijiao.

The phone just turned around in her hand, and she looked down at a schedule in the pad.

That was what Li Cheng asked him to give to him after he finished talking casually that day. The itinerary of Bo Zhifu was densely packed.

It was also the first time that Xu Qingcheng knew how busy Bo Zhifu was, rather than planning in the study room of the Bo family.

But these days, she and Bo Zhifu have never contacted each other.

After pondering for a moment, Xu Qingcheng found Bo Zhifu's contact information under the itinerary.

Li Cheng said that this is Bo Zhifu’s private mobile phone.

She lowered her head and entered seriously, thinking that if she sold Bo Zhifu's mobile phone number, it would be quite valuable.

After thinking about it, Xu Qingcheng has successfully edited the text message and clicked to send it.

Xu Qingcheng: [Thank you.]

Before these two words, Xu Qingcheng posted several titles and finally deleted them.

She didn't think Bo Zhifu couldn't understand it either.

When the message was sent, I never thought that Bo Zhifu would reply, after all, President Bo is very busy.

Just when Xu Qingcheng completely forgot about this, Xu Qingcheng's cell phone suddenly vibrated.

Xu Qingcheng subconsciously looked down, and then, she stopped talking.

Bo Zhifu replied to the text message.

Bo Zhifu: [Mrs. Bo, how do you want to thank me?]

How to thank you?

Xu Qingcheng thought seriously. Bo Zhifu has nothing to lack, so what can she thank?

Do you yourself?

Then, Xu Qingcheng stopped talking.

She thought, Bo Zhifu would not have any strange habits because of his disability, right?

Xu Qingcheng felt that he was being teased.

But it was only a moment before she picked up her phone and edited the text message.

Xu Qingcheng: [How do you want me to thank me?]

After sending the text message, Bo Zhifu did not reply, and Xu Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief.

If this person really talks to her about this issue seriously, she feels that she may not be able to answer the conversation.

Bo Zhifu is too unreasonable to play cards.

During this time in the villa, Xu Qingcheng was served very well.

The servant was very respectful, and Bo Zhifu also specially found a nutritionist to take care of her, a pregnant woman.

If Xu Qingcheng hadn't known too well what was going on in her belly, she would have thought that this was a seed of Bo Zhifeng.

In the evening, Xu Qingcheng answered a call, which was Li Cheng.

"Madam, I am Li Cheng." Li Cheng's voice was respectful, "Mr. Bo's plane landed at Ancheng International Airport in 40 minutes. Mr. Bo asked you to prepare."

"What preparation?" Xu Qingcheng was stunned.

Li Cheng looked at it with a stern look: "Then I don't know much."

Then, Li Cheng hung up the phone.

Xu Qingcheng looked at the hanging-up phone and thought about Li Cheng's words.

What preparations should Bo Zhifeng make yourself? Are you going to pick up the plane?

But the Bo family is at least an hour away from the airport, and it is too late to pass now.

But the next moment, she suddenly became quiet.

She is the legitimate wife Bo. It is impossible for Bo Zhiqi to marry a woman and come back to offer her. So, is he going to sleep with him?

Xu Qingcheng was a little uneasy.

This idea, if you contact the previous words that Bo Zhifu was almost teasing, instantly gave you a sense of picture.

Suddenly, she was wondering if she was too impulsive to marry Bo Zhifu?

With this idea, Xu Qingcheng felt a little uncomfortable.

...

9 pm.

Xu Qingcheng returned to the master bedroom after taking a shower.

After registering for marriage, Xu Qingcheng returned to Bo's house, and the housekeeper naturally moved her belongings to the master bedroom.

The main color of black, white and gray is the simple and unrestrained style.

Suddenly, the door of the master bedroom was pushed open.

Xu Qingcheng subconsciously looked at the entrance and stopped talking.

At the door, Bo Zhifu sat in a wheelchair, still dressed well, and there was no trace of dust at all.
Chapter completed!