High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

"Pearl!"

When Bao Sicheng saw that he had really offended people, he immediately regretted it, and reached out to grab Sheng Mingzhu's wrist.

"Let go." Sheng Mingzhu paused, looking down at the wrist he was holding with a cold face.

Bo Sicheng said frankly: "I plan to borrow the gymnasium of Jiangcheng University for you. It is spacious and convenient for setting up multi-angle cameras."

When Sheng Mingzhu thought about it, it was indeed a suitable and good place.

She said casually: "Then I don't need you, I'll go and talk to the principal myself."

According to the performance of the school leaders when she returned to school, she felt that she could just say it herself, and the school must have asked for it, and there was no need for Bao Sicheng to owe the school another favor for her.

But when Bao Sicheng heard these words, it had a different meaning.

Bao Sicheng's eyes darkened slightly, and he loosened his grip on Sheng Mingzhu.

Can't use him anymore?
Bao Sicheng shook his head and smiled wryly. He used to think highly of himself, and the advantage he thought would make Sheng Mingzhu flock to him, now it seemed that it was nothing.

Bao Sicheng's sudden loss made Sheng Mingzhu feel a little stuck in his heart, with unexplainable emotions filling his heart, making him feel heavy and uncomfortable.

Even though he had let go, Sheng Mingzhu couldn't move her feet.

"What's your expression?" She looked up at him angrily, her face full of arrogance, "Isn't it enough not to let you owe favors? In order to borrow a gymnasium, how much do you plan to donate to the school?"

"Mingzhu, you, you..." Bao Sicheng looked at Sheng Mingzhu in a daze, his eyes were as dark as ebony, and he couldn't believe it.

Sheng Mingzhu was irritable, and her tone became even more choked, "What are you, what are you stuttering?"

Bao Sicheng was not angry at all when she scolded him, not only was he not angry, but his heart was full of joy.

The corners of his always indifferent eyes and brows were now dyed with joy, "Mingzhu, you don't want me to owe favors, you want to save me money, don't you?"

Sheng Mingzhu was stiffened by his question, and only then did she realize what she was thinking just now.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm just using the least amount of resources to solve things!"

She threw down these words, left Bao Sicheng behind, turned around and left with her bright red skirt in her hands, but didn't notice for a moment, stepped on the fairy-like sleeve, and threw herself straight forward.

"Pearl!"

Bao Sicheng grabbed Sheng Mingzhu's waist, which was barely enough to grasp.

There was fiery red flying in front of his eyes, and the veil fell, covering Sheng Mingzhu's face.

Bao Sicheng suddenly had an illusion, as if Sheng Mingzhu was wearing a wedding gown and a red hijab at the moment. This thought made his blood run hot, and he couldn't help but trembling his fingers to lift the layer on Sheng Mingzhu's face. Hazy red yarn.

The beauty is like jade, delicate and charming.

Sheng Mingzhu leaned back into Bao Sicheng's arms, a little confused as to why Bao Sicheng's ears turned red from excitement.

What she didn't even understand was why her heart stopped for five seconds the moment Bao Sicheng lifted the red veil.

This is so weird!

Sheng Mingzhu pushed Bao Sicheng away, and pressed her chest with one hand. It seemed that she had to find time to do a physical examination for herself. Maybe it was because of some damage done to her body when she passed through the black hole, that's why her heart was like this Strange.

The fat brother followed up from behind, and at a glance he saw that the red gauze on Sheng Mingzhu's clothes was hooked on the cuffs of Bao Sicheng's suit, and the holes had already been scratched.

"Oh! Sister, this is the costume of the show crew, I have to return it later!"

Bao Sicheng immediately said, "I'll take it and pay it back, and I'll pay for any losses."

Sheng Mingzhu didn't suspect him, went back to the lounge to change, and gave the dance clothes to Bo Sicheng.

Her money is now being used wisely, and if Bao Sicheng hadn't messed up, she wouldn't have ruined her clothes.

The upright Sheng Mingzhu didn't know that the program crew didn't see the returned dance clothes at all, so Bao Sicheng asked the program team to buy the clothes directly.

Just because Sheng Mingzhu "lifted the hijab" in this dress just now, it is impossible for Bao Sicheng to wear this dress for others again!

You must keep it as a souvenir forever!
There was an uproar on the Internet because of "Flying Dance", but Sheng Mingzhu, as the person involved, hadn't paid attention to it for a long time.

She just happened to restore this dance when she was studying the ancient earth, and learned it out of curiosity. This kind of thing is too much for her, and it is really impossible for her to care much.

Sheng Mingzhu is now more concerned about the old man of the Jiang family. After the previous treatment, the old man's condition has improved significantly, but this does not mean that Sheng Mingzhu can completely rest assured that he will no longer care about him.

After all, the efficacy of Silver Moon Grass has not yet gone through a complete clinical trial process, and she is not completely sure whether the ancient earth people's bodies will have other reactions that she did not expect.

At the back of the club, Sheng Mingzhu gave Mr. Jiang a physical examination, and confirmed that his condition was improving, and he felt much more at ease.

Mr. Jiang sat in a wheelchair, curled his lips and said, "Girl, I feel very well now, you don't have to be like this to always be trembling."

"What you say doesn't count. I'm a doctor, so what I say counts." Sheng Mingzhu exposed the current unequal status very honestly.

Jiang Huai also smiled and said, "Yes, Grandpa, you should listen to Miss Sheng, your body is the most important thing."

Mr. Jiang stared angrily, but he really had nothing to say.

This girl is his savior, Jiang Huai can't wait to give her a confession, now it's not what she said, who would listen to a stubborn old man like him?
Sheng Mingzhu comforted her: "Old man, you have a good body and a good mentality. If you continue like this, your recovery will be better than we expected. You should be able to get out of the wheelchair and walk around properly next week."

Sister Mingzhu understands the principle of giving a sweet date with a stick.

Sure enough, when he heard that he could get out of the wheelchair, Mr. Jiang immediately smiled.

He fought in battle all his life, and when he got older, he became a person who could only sit in a wheelchair. This feeling of being like a caged animal tortured him more than cancer.

After all, Mr. Jiang had been ill for a long time. After talking with Sheng Mingzhu, he went back to his room to sleep.

Sheng Mingzhu asked Jiang Huai to borrow his medical equipment, and planned to have a checkup for herself.

She still remembered the sudden stagnation of her heart in Bao Sicheng's arms before, it was too abnormal, she had to be checked, if she got sick or had a problem with her body function, she could treat herself as soon as possible.

But don't wait until the time comes to find a way to return to the prosperous empire, but her own body has become a drag and she can't go back.