Xu Qingcheng's lazy and undisciplined voice came: "I just got home and Yan Yan fell asleep."

Bo Zhiyi hummed and stopped talking. Xu Qingcheng didn't mind at all: "If nothing happens, I will die."

He didn't want to talk to Bo Zhiyuan for a second. The sound of the phone hanging up came from Bo Zhiyang's earphones. His eyes became darker, but he didn't call back.

The black Bentley was speeding down the main road. Half an hour later, the car parked steadily in the parking space of Bo's villa. Bo Zhiyi got out of the car and walked calmly towards the villa.

Bo Zhiyi found Xu Qingcheng in the side hall. Xu Qingcheng had a computer in front of him, and his slender fingers just started typing on the keyboard. Even when Bo Zhiyi came in, the man didn't even raise his eyelids.

It's as perfunctory as it is perfunctory.

Bo Zhiyi stood there for a while without taking the initiative to speak. It was not until Xu Qingcheng finished handling the matters at hand that he closed the computer and his eyes calmly fell on Bo Zhiyi: "Mr. Bo, this is for me.

?”

Bo Zhiyi didn't know whether he admitted it or not, but he walked step by step in the direction of Xu Qingcheng.

Xu Qingcheng did not dodge, but looked at Bo Zhiyi calmly, as if he wanted to see through Bo Zhiyi. Under such circumstances, the eyes of the two people collided in the air.

Until Bo Zhiyi walked up to Xu Qingcheng, this man was condescending. Xu Qingcheng raised her head, her neck was a little sore, and she simply said directly: "Bo Zhiyi, I see you are too tired, you can either sit down or

Don’t talk about it.”

Bo Zhiyi did not get angry despite the completely unreasonable command tone, and actually sat down in front of Xu Qingcheng.

This person was sitting on the sofa. Xu Qingcheng suddenly regretted it. It was obviously a spacious two-seater sofa, but when Bo Zhiyi sat down, Xu Qingcheng felt that the space became cramped, especially when this person came closer.

The familiar smell of lavender came, making Xu Qingcheng a little unable to hold back.

Subconsciously, she wanted to escape, but her self-esteem did not allow Xu Qingcheng to do so. So Xu Qingcheng could only look at Bo Zhiyi passively.

Bo Zhiyi's deep eyes fell on Xu Qingcheng, and then he said lightly: "Forget what happened today, but next time, I don't want something like this to happen again."

Bo Zhiyang's voice was calm, but he expressed his meaning clearly.

Just like Bo Nanyin's fake suicide, Xu Qingcheng's purpose is to really force Bo Nanyin to die, so it is impossible for Bo Zhiyi not to know, but we are all adults, there is no need

Make things very clear.

Xu Qingcheng listened and suddenly laughed out loud: "Mr. Bo, do you mean that any trouble caused by Miss Bo now will be my fault? I will be responsible for Miss Bo?"

This tone seemed very sarcastic, but between the lines, Xu Qingcheng had an extremely irresponsible attitude, as if he didn't take Bo Zhiyi's intentions seriously.

In Xu Qingcheng's sarcastic tone, Bo Zhiyi didn't have much emotion. He didn't know whether he agreed or disagreed with Xu Qingcheng's remarks.
Chapter completed!