Lan Jiao was severely beaten, and the woman's self-esteem was ruthlessly crushed.
Humble to the extreme.
"I'll ask Mo Nanxi to take you back. I'll think about the copywriting after I wake up." Bo Zhanye coldly took the phone.
But at this moment...
"Bang!" There was an unusual sound outside the door.
He frowned: "Who?"
Soon, an ordinary and anxious figure stood at the door.
She was in disbelief and trembling:
"Nine, Lord Nine, it's me..."
Sister-in-law Li?
Sister-in-law Li was so frightened that she was stunned and stunned.
She couldn't believe it at all. The relationship between Lord Jiu and Lan Jiao was in such an unbearable state! They were about to divorce!
I don’t even want to believe that the person Jiu Ye likes is Lan Xixi! Lan Jiao’s sister!
If this spreads out, it will be fatal!
Her voice was trembling: "The old lady has severe insomnia. I came to ask Miss Lan Jiao to give the old lady a massage. I didn't mean to eavesdrop."
Bo Zhanye frowned: "Grandma has severe insomnia? Why don't you report until 3 o'clock?"
The condensed aura is very intimidating.
Seeing him walking out, Mrs. Li quickly followed and explained:
"The old lady said that traveling is already very troublesome for you. She doesn't want to delay Miss Lanjiao any longer, and she doesn't want you to worry.
Master Jiu...the old lady is thinking about you wholeheartedly."
The emotional words are filled with meaning and are full of weight.
Yun Anxian's health is much worse than before, and her life is coming to an end. As the most loved child and grandson, how can she do such a treasonous thing?
Bo Zhan squinted his eyes at night, his eyes were darker than the cold pool in the middle of the night.
Sister-in-law Li took a deep breath, then sighed and said again:
"Master Jiu, the old lady and I have watched you grow up together, and I regard you as a grandson in my heart. Naturally, I hope you will be happy.
I have no comment and I have no right to comment on your feelings for Miss Lan Xixi.
But the old lady’s body is getting worse day by day and she cannot withstand the torture. I hope to allow the old lady to spend the last five months in peace and contentment.”
Every word spoken by Mrs. Li comes from the bottom of her heart.
Bo Zhanye's eyebrows were twisted into the Chinese character Sichuan, and his face was deep and solemn.
Before entering Yun Anxian's room, he said:
"Sister-in-law Li, I have my own sense of discretion. I hope you will keep tonight's matter a secret."
"Don't worry, Master Jiu, I will definitely not mention it to anyone."
Bo Zhanye walked into the room.
When Yun Anxian saw him, a trace of guilt appeared on her old and pale face:
"I didn't want to disturb you, but Sister-in-law Li still woke you up."
"Grandma, what did you say? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere? Have you asked Western and Chinese doctors to consult and treat you?"
Bo Zhanye sat beside the bed, his posture was clear and his eyes were soft.
Yun Anxian said: "Hey, it's nothing, I just feel something is wrong all over my body, I have insomnia, I can't fall asleep, and the doctor can't solve it.
Where's Jiaojiao? She's not with you tonight?"
A simple question, asking if the two of them slept together.
Bo Zhanye's eyes darkened slightly and he said lightly:
"Together, she gets dressed slowly."
"That's good. To be honest, apart from her techniques, no professional masseur is of any use to me." Yun Anxian smiled knowingly.
On the side, Mrs. Li's face was complicated.
Lan Jiao was obviously drunk tonight. How could she come to the old lady looking like that?
Besides, he wouldn't come if he was so insulted by Master Jiu...
"grandmother."
Just when Mrs. Li was worried, a sweet and sweet voice sounded.
Sister-in-law Li looked over and saw 'Lan Jiao' walking in wearing a white cotton suspender belt with strawberry patterns on the fabric.
Very youthful and beautiful, eye-catching and comfortable.