Bo Siyan hugged Qin Songyao and entered the door. Downstairs were some family elders who were not members of the board of directors. When they saw the couple, they all looked over.
"Ayan, why did you carry Yaoyao back?"
"This is a miscarriage just now, so you should pay more attention to your cultivation."
Wan Qiao and others were very concerned, so Bo Siyan put Qin Songyao on the sofa and told everyone.
"Aunts, look at her, I'll get out soon."
Wan Qiao took a pillow and placed it behind Qin Songyao, and said, "Don't worry, we are here."
"Um."
Bo Siyan responded and was about to go upstairs.
Suddenly, the cuff was grabbed.
He looked back and faced Qin Songyao's pitiful eyes.
Tsk.
Never end?
Qin Songyao didn't drink water all the way, and his voice was just hoarse.
"You've gone up, don't be impulsive."
Bo Siyan paused, held back speechlessness, and raised his hand to touch her head.
"knew."
The young couple "farewell" and the distance between upstairs and downstairs seemed like a galaxy separated from the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl.
Qin Songyao pays great attention to details, and even puts the fabric a little bit.
In her eyes, this is worth a big close-up.
The moment Bo Siyan turned around, she fell a drop of crystal tears.
Wan Qiao felt heartbroken when she saw it, and with an aunt next to her, she quickly drew a tissue to help her wipe her tears.
"It's okay, we are all here, we will definitely seek justice for you."
When Qin Songyao heard this, he seemed to have a broken emotional state and leaned against Wan Qiao, his eyes were painful and empty.
"Aunt, I have no other thoughts, the child is gone. I am worried that Ayan, he is alone, has lost his mother since he was a child, and they all bullied him."
"Today is still his mother's day, so he feels so sad."
As he said that, tears flowed out like money.
Oops-
It makes people feel pain in their heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys.
A circle of women surrounded her and took turns to enlighten her.
At the corner, Bo Siyan stayed for two steps, wanting to hear what she said.
It's indeed a nonsense.
snort.
"Young Master, it's time to go upstairs." Wen Yan reminded him.
The man withdrew his gaze and his expression was serious, "Yeah."
Wen Yan followed along and said, "When you step into the conference room with your left foot, then look up. Before you look up, you must have no expression and your eyes are covered with red bloodshot."
As he said that, he leaned his head quietly and confirmed the red blood.
Bo Siyan: "..."
He glanced at Wen Yan with a faint look.
Have fun?
Wen Yan cleared his throat, returned to behind him, lowered his head to cover up his mouth, and whispered seriously: "Ms. is professional, and the suggestions are more valuable."
Bo Siyan sneered.
What a joke.
Will he play with Qin Songyao?
Stop dreaming.
In the conference room, it was quiet and the needle could be heard.
Suddenly, footsteps came from outside.
Everyone stood up subconsciously.
The double-opened door was pulled open from outside, and the young executive walked in from outside.
The moment he stepped into the door with his left foot, his face turned cold and his eyes were full of bloodshot.
Everyone took a breath.
It's over.
I was very angry at first glance!
At the chief, the old lady looked at her grandson's haggard appearance and sighed vigorously.
Bo Jinzhe stood up and patted Bo Siyan on the shoulder while he passed by.
Sacrifice for sorrow.
Opposite, Mrs. Bo's location is still empty.
Bo Siyan paused at the conference table for a second, and his eyes fell on that position.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Bo Siyan thought: What is the first line set by Qin Songyao that dead woman?