"And Mr. Bo, why don't you give me some face and go together?" Lu Beichen raised his chin towards Bo Sihan.
Bo Sihan didn't think about it and replied: "No problem."
"It's refreshing!" Lu Beichen smiled happily, looked at Lu Xijue on the side, and said encouragingly: "Xijue, don't worry, with a few of us supporting you, your painting exhibition will definitely be crowded with people!"
Seeing that his family supported him so much, Lu Xijue was very grateful, but he didn't know how to speak sweet words, so he just smiled lightly: "Okay."
Later in the evening, Lu Jingyu personally escorted Bao Sihan back to the villa.
Still the same as before, I reached out to massage his acupuncture points and asked, "How are you feeling lately?"
"Much better." Bao Sihan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman's delicate outline. He felt that under the light, she was so beautiful that it was a bit dazzling.
Lu Jingyu smiled helplessly, "You say this every time, it's getting better, it's getting better, but it never gets better."
The corners of Bao Sihan's lips raised slightly and he said patiently, "Take your time."
"Well, there is really no rush, but it shouldn't take long. As long as you do more rehabilitation training, I believe you will get better soon."
After Lu Jingyu finished speaking, he put away the medical kit, stood up, and smiled at him and said, "Then I'll leave first? Tomorrow, Third Brother's art exhibition will start around ten o'clock. My child and I will come out early to wait for you."
Bao Sihan had no objection and nodded, "Okay."
"But, can we leave in a hurry?" When Lu Jingyu turned around, he suddenly asked.
The woman immediately stopped, looked back at him in confusion, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"
Bao Sihan said nothing, but he hooked his slender white fingers at her and said, "Come here."
Lu Jingyu thought that Bao Sihan had something to say to her, so she naturally took a few steps closer. As soon as she got closer, Bao Sihan directly grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her into his arms.
The warm breath hit her face. Lu Jingyu leaned over, her hair falling on both sides of her ears. Bao Sihan buried his chin in her hair and smelled a fragrant smell.
"Let me hold you for a while." The man's voice was low and magnetic, with a bit of bewitching power.
Lu Jingyu couldn't move for a moment, only feeling that this embrace was extremely sweet and warm.
She slowly stretched out her hand, hugged Bao Sihan's shoulders, and patted him gently, as if coaxing a child.
I don't know how much time had passed, but Lu Jingyu said with a soft smile, "Okay, it's getting late, I really have to go back."
Only then did Bao Sihan let go of her and said reluctantly, "I'll take you to the door."
"okay."
So, Bao Sihan sent Lu Jingyu to the door, watched her return to the villa next door, and then turned around and entered the house.
...
The next day, it was bright and clear, and Song Yulan was finally discharged from the hospital.
She had been ill for more than a week. She thought it was just a simple cold and fever. However, it happened to be her menstrual period, and many complications arose along with it.
The doctor gave her a physical examination and said she had a cold in the uterus and needed treatment, gastroenteritis, etc...
Song Yulan regretted it extremely. If she had known it, she would not have taken that cold shower!
She wanted to use her illness to get Bao Sihan's attention, but what happened? Bao Sihan even told her not to go to the company. This was too heartless.
The more Song Yulan thought about it, the angrier she became. She walked to the side of the road and took a taxi, planning to go see Bo's mother first.
Soon, the car stopped in front of the Bo family's old house.
Song Yulan carried the fruits she bought on the way and went straight into the house.