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

What can't be solved with one kiss, can be solved with two kisses.

Seeing Bao Sicheng's eyes slightly narrowed, Sheng Mingzhu quickly stopped talking.

After tossing and tossing for so long, Sheng Mingzhu finally fell asleep. Bao Sicheng watched her sweat disappear, and quickly touched her forehead.

The fever is gone.

With a sigh of relief, he gently tucked her in the blanket, then got off the bed and walked to the window.

It has been rainy these past few days, and the humid air is uncomfortable. He closed the window, his eyes were as dark as the night, and his mind was occupied by the pool of blood in the bathroom.

Why did she abort their baby?

Bao Sicheng was getting more and more uncertain.

He thought for a while, and then he had no choice but to comfort himself, maybe it was because of AIDS infection, so she had to give up.

No mother in this world is willing to kill her own child unless it is absolutely necessary.

Although Sheng Mingzhu has a strong temper, he knows that she is not as strong as she appears on the surface, maybe she has been sad because of this incident.

She is not feeling well now, and it is reasonable that she is almost in a mood.

I shouldn't have provoked her sadness at this critical moment.

At dawn the next day, Bao Sicheng called his assistant, "Go to the store in the south of the city and bring over the supplements I ordered last night."

"it is good."

After the assistant brought the supplements, Bo Sicheng hurriedly asked them to cook them.

Sheng Mingzhu was woken up by the sound downstairs, a little displeased, pulled her hair twice, and went downstairs irritatedly.

"It's so noisy."

Bao Sicheng saw Sheng Mingzhu coming down the stairs, and hurried to her, "Are you awake? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Sheng Mingzhu smelled the bitter smell in the living room, and immediately wrinkled her face, "What's the smell, it's so bad?"

Bao Sicheng helped her go downstairs, "I specially brought the tonic from the south."

Supplements again.

"I won't eat." Sheng Mingzhu directly refused.

Bao Sicheng talked about it, and helped her to sit at the dining table, "Listen to me, your body is very weak now, I have already understood, this supplement is very good for your body."

"Is there no matsutake?" Sheng Mingzhu asked.

Bao Sicheng stretched out four fingers, "I swear, no, so why don't you hurry up and eat?"

Sheng Mingzhu picked up the spoon and was just about to take a small spoonful to taste when the phone on the table started to vibrate.

She glanced at it inadvertently, and Bao Sicheng also glanced at it. After understanding the number, her eyes darkened, and she directly pressed the reject button.

Sheng Mingzhu stuffed the porridge into her mouth and asked, "Why didn't you take it?"

Bao Sicheng's pupils shook a little, and he said to him from left to right, "It's a harassing call, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Oh." Sheng Mingzhu watched him leave without thinking too much.

Abroad, in a certain villa.

Mr. Bo knocked his cane on the ground, and the servants in the living room trembled, and no one dared to speak.

"Let that rebellious son come over to me immediately!"

The butler waved to the other servants to signal them to go down, and he said only after there was no one in the living room: "The young master still refuses to answer the phone."

"Then keep hitting until he picks it up. I don't believe he can give up this family for that woman!" The old man was full of anger, his eyes burning red.

He didn't expect his proud grandson to be played around by a woman.

Five minutes later, the mobile phone on the table rang suddenly.

The housekeeper's eyes lit up, "Young master called."

The old man said calmly, "Go."

"Yes."

The butler pressed answer and handed it to the old man.

"You still know how to answer my phone?"

Bao Sicheng looked indifferent, "What's the matter?"

"I asked you if what was said on the news a few days ago is true?"

"What are you referring to?" Bao Sicheng deliberately interrupted.

Mr. Bo was furious, "What else could it be? Are you pretending to be stupid?"

"I dare not." There was no warmth in Bao Sicheng's words.

"Whether that woman is pregnant or not? This incident has caused a lot of noise in the city. Do you know how much trouble it has brought to our company?"

Bao Sicheng frowned and asked, "Do you think I can't handle it well?"

"Your wings are stiff now, and your tone is getting louder? I told you that no matter how old you are, you can't escape my palm. I won't let such a scheming woman in, don't even think about it."

Ah.

Bao Sicheng twitched the corner of his mouth, "This is my business, it has nothing to do with you."

"You!" The old man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, and the phone was hung up before he could reply.

He didn't come up in one breath, and almost fainted. Seeing this, the housekeeper hurriedly supported him, "Old man, calm down."

"Impossible, absolutely don't let that woman in, contact the media, I want to see the reporter!"

The reporters rushed over immediately after receiving the news, and the old man even changed into very formal clothes, and looked at them, "Record this video for me, and you will have the money. I only have one request. After the end, I want This video will be played in rotation all over the Internet.”

When a few people heard it, who the hell was it?

The old man under the camera is sitting upright, with a serious expression, "I tell you Sheng Mingzhu, don't think about trapping our Bo family with children, as long as I live in this world for a day, you don't have to think about being the daughter-in-law of our Bo family, am I right?" Might let you in!"

Sheng Mingzhu was preparing for a platform event for a jewelry brand when she saw the video that Fat Brother handed over.

I didn't expect this incident to affect Mr. Bo who is abroad. Hasn't he lived in seclusion for many years?

But this video didn't threaten her at all, she wasn't pregnant at all.

She threw the phone aside and said to Fat Brother, "Let him do whatever he wants, I won't respond for now."

"it is good."

It's just that the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Sheng Mingzhu was halfway through putting on makeup when the phone rang suddenly and non-stop.

She was so annoyed that she picked it up, "Hello?"

"Hello, this is Guangyao Daily. I'm a reporter from the newspaper office. Is this Miss Sheng Mingzhu Sheng?"

"I am." Sheng Mingzhu carelessly fiddled with her fingernails.

It's time to pick a day for a manicure.

"Have you watched the video about Mr. Bo?"

"Look." Sheng Mingzhu said lightly.

The reporter was a little bit choked, feeling like he was trying to make a fortune, but after he stabilized, he continued to ask, "Then what do you think about this?"

Sheng Mingzhu suddenly chuckled twice, "You ask me what I think? I told you, can you guarantee that you won't just send it out?"

To be honest, Sheng Mingzhu had a strong aura. This reporter was a young girl who had just entered the workplace. She was a little frightened and replied in a crying voice, "Yes... yes."

Sheng Mingzhu threw away the things in her hands, and went straight back, "I'll say it for the last time! I'm not pregnant, and I've never admitted that I'm pregnant. It's all nonsense written by you, and I don't even bother to marry a wealthy family!"