She stood quietly, her eyes falling on the address book on her phone.

At this moment, she realized that there were very few people she could turn to.

The Zhou brothers and sisters will help unconditionally, but they don't have that much money.

Xu Tingxiu is still in prison and cannot protect himself.

The previous ones were all plastic sister flowers, and they would only cling to you when the Xu family was in a good mood.

Finally, Xu Qingcheng saw Bo Zhao’s WeChat message.

She clicked on Bo Zhao's WeChat account, and their conversation was still at the last time.

Xu Qingcheng took a deep breath.

Then, she edited the content and sent it calmly.

Qingcheng: [Can you lend me one million? The return date is uncertain. 】

Less than a minute after the message was sent, a notification tone came from the phone.

Someone transferred one million in cash.

But Bo Zhao’s WeChat message remained motionless.

Xu Qingcheng wanted to continue sending a WeChat message to Bo Zhao, but her phone rang.

Above is a set of hidden phone numbers.

Xu Qingcheng answered.

"You take the money first, don't worry about this kind of thing." Bo Zhao's voice came closer and closer.

Xu Qingcheng was in a daze for a moment. She probably hadn't heard Bo Zhao's voice for a long time, but she actually thought she heard Bo Zhiyi's voice.

"I will arrive in Ancheng tomorrow morning and pick you up for dinner at noon." Bo Zhao said directly.

Xu Qingcheng couldn't say no.

"Okay." She responded.

"We'll talk about it then." Bo Zhao said a little hastily and hung up the phone.

Xu Qingcheng hummed and looked at the hung up phone with an uneasy premonition in her heart.

But thinking that at least grandma's surgery expenses have been paid, the pressure in my heart will be lighter.

As for the surgeon who performs the surgery, any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem.

With this thought, Xu Qingcheng relaxed completely.

...

At that time.

After Bo Zhiyi took a shower, she returned to the living room in a wheelchair.

"Zhiyi..." Bo Nanyin shouted, "I'm sorry, I caused trouble for you."

Bo Zhiyi didn't say anything.

Meeting Bo Nanyin in New York was an accident.

Bo Nanyin was chased by crazy fans, and even his bodyguards were lost. If he hadn't met Bo Zhiyi, the consequences would have been disastrous.

In the chaos, the two of them were inevitably embarrassed.

Bo Zhiyi had a mysophobia, so she took a shower immediately when she came back.

Bo Nanyin wanted to follow, but Bo Zhiyi stopped her, and in the end she passively stayed outside.

"Are you angry?" Bo Nanyin asked aggrievedly.

Bo Zhiyi still didn't speak, and the electric wheelchair headed towards the table.

"Did you touch my cell phone?" He suddenly asked calmly.

This question made Bo Nanyin's heart beat faster.

But when she looked at Bo Zhiyi, she looked serious.

"No, it has always been there. Maybe I accidentally touched it when I was holding the water glass." Bo Nanyin found a reasonable reason.

And there is indeed a water bottle next to the phone.

Bo Zhiyi hummed, but had no intention of continuing the conversation.

Bo Nanyin's mood became even more tense.

Suddenly, Bo Zhiyi broke the silence.

"Where's Iris, why aren't I with you?" he asked Yun Danfengqing, purely in passing.

It seemed that he didn't react much to anyone around Bo Nanyin, but his eyes fell on Bo Nanyin.

Bo Nanyin's eyes were slightly sore, but when Iris was mentioned, she stubbornly remained silent.

"I'll ask Li Cheng to take you back."

Bo Zhiyi nodded, not minding Bo Nanyin's silence.

"It's inconvenient for you to stay here. My wife will be unhappy if I get married." Bo Zhiyuan said directly, and his eyes fell on Bo Nanyin with indifference.

Then Bo Zhiyi finished his words, nodded slightly, and picked up the phone the next moment.

"don't want--"

Bo Nanyin's mood suddenly rose, and he quickly rushed in the direction of Bo Zhiyin.

Bo Zhiyi was sitting in a wheelchair, so it was naturally impossible for him to resist her speed.

The phone was knocked to the carpet, and the screen went black silently.

Bo Zhiyi just looked at it, but had no intention of taking the initiative.

"Zhiyin, I was wrong, please don't treat me like this, okay?" Bo Nanyin burst into tears.

Even the look in Bo Zhiyi's eyes looked aggrieved.

But Bo Zhiyi didn't speak during the whole process, his eyes were always calm.

She seemed to be unfazed by anything she said.

"Is it okay for you to divorce Xu Qingcheng? I know you don't love her." Bo Nanyin's tone was a little urgent, "The child in her belly is not yours either. You just used her to make me angry, right?"

Her charming eyes stared intently at Bo Zhiyang.

It's hard not to be moved by such Bo Nanyin.

In addition, her acting skills are very good, and her movements are so expressive that she is naturally drawn into such emotions.

Bo Nanyin knows his advantages.

But Bo Zhiyi was like a person who had nothing to do, and was calm from beginning to end.

"Zhiyi..."

Bo Nanyin was still crying, heartbroken.

"Nanyin." Bo Zhiyi's deep voice finally came.

Almost excited, Bo Nanyin looked at him, her beautiful eyes filled with hope, so touching.

But what Bo Zhiyi said was completely unacceptable to her.

"I can get a divorce, and you can get back together if you want." Bo Zhiyuan said it directly.

Bo Nanyin's eyes were filled with excitement, and when he looked at Bo Zhiyang again, there was a hint of nervousness in his eyebrows.

But soon.

Bo Zhiyi's words were like a basin of cold water that completely woke her up.

"But I have a request. You must quit the entertainment industry, stay at home to raise your husband and children, and be your Mrs. Bo."

Bo Zhiyi put the right of choice in front of Bo Nanyin.

Bo Nanyin was shocked and couldn't believe he would make such a request.

She felt a little aggrieved: "Zhiyi, you know very well that I like acting."

"Then we have nothing to talk about." Bo Zhiyang's tone became cold.

"So you've always just wanted to force me, right? Force me to compromise with you, right?"

Bo Nanyin was a little angry.
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