Qin Songyao entered the yard and went to the indoor area. He did not see anyone according to the holiday number. The waiter told her that Bo Siyan had gone out in the ball cart.
While complaining about Bo Siyan's wandering around, she decided to go to the court to find someone so that she would not miss it.
In March and April, it was not actually hot, but the sun was bright, and the green grass after the rain evaporated from the smell of green grass, making the air stuffy and tide. Qin Songyao walked around and felt a thin layer of sweat on his back.
After searching for a long time, I finally saw Bo Siyan's car.
She quickly ran down the dirt slope and tried to stop the car.
Bo Siyan was sitting in the passenger seat, and when he glanced at her, he actually stretched out his feet and stepped on the accelerator in the driver's seat.
The car suddenly asked and drove directly over.
Qin Songyao had just run to the flat ground, and when he saw him flying over in front of her, she was so angry that she was gasping on the spot.
With a glance, Xu Zhengan's car was behind him.
Her eyes lit up and she ran over quickly. Unexpectedly, Xu Zhengan turned the steering wheel and ran away from the side as if he was facing a great enemy.
Qin Songyao stood on the road with his expression numb.
In front, on the court, Pei Shaoting, who was sitting in the driver's seat, couldn't help but look back.
"Are the women who love you now so crazy?"
He had seen Qin Songyao several times in total, and he had just glanced at him quickly, so it was normal not to recognize him.
Bo Siyan withdrew his foot, pulled down the sun visor, and said, "It's rare and strange."
Pei Shaoting smiled and said, "You are a married person, it's useless to be charming."
He said, turning the steering wheel, and said, "If your wife finds out, she will have to cry, make a fuss and hang herself? By the way, have you ever had a divorce before?"
Upon hearing the divorce, Bo Siyan frowned and said angrily: "Drive your car."
Talk too much!
Behind, Qin Songyao put his hands on his hips, stood on the playground, closing his eyes.
OK, fight wits and courage, right?
She breathed a sigh of relief, and gracefully pinned her messy hair behind her ears, and squeezed out a smile.
She didn't believe it, and she couldn't see him today.
Standing there for a moment, she soon had a new idea.
After a while, the upper room
Bo Siyan and Pei Shaoting walked around, went upstairs to rest, and talked about some serious matters by the way.
Xu Zheng'an sat outside, on standby at any time. During this period, Pei Shaoting asked for two glasses of wine, and someone came in.
He got up and opened the door, and a maid came in, wearing a mask.
He turned sideways and lets people in, and the next second, his eyes widened.
Turning around again, it's too late.
The woman walked into the box and was putting down the wine. She poured a glass of wine for Pei Shaoting.
"You can use it slowly."
The gentle voice made Xu Zhengan confident in his guess, and at the same time, Bo Siyan, who was standing at the exit and preparing to swing the baton, stopped his movements.
He turned around and narrowed his eyes to the woman in a maid outfit.
The woman looked up and showed him a brilliant smile without any hesitation.
Bo Siyan: "..."
Pei Shaoting was not aware of the situation and was about to take the wine. Suddenly, the woman relaxed her hands and the whole glass of wine fell on him.
"I'm sorry, sorry!"
The woman panicked and apologized repeatedly.
Pei Shaoting has always been kind to the point. He is in a good mood now and is too lazy to bother with her. He reaches out and holds her wrist, "Forget it, it doesn't matter, just change your clothes."
"Thank you, Mr. Pei."
Bo Siyan's eyes fell on the hands they were still holding, and his eyes were filled with frost.
Not far away, Xu Zheng'an's heart was about to stop beating.
Pei Shaoting got up and left. He quickly closed the door of the room and then escaped.
The room was quiet, Qin Songyao stopped pretending, took off his mask and threw it on the coffee table, facing Bo Siyan, "Mr. Bo, good morning."