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

Bao Sicheng felt annoyed when he heard the other party deliberately say these words in front of him, so he turned his head and didn't look at her again: "Okay, I got it, you go."

Sheng Yaohua said so much in a roundabout manner, not only did the other party not suspect Sheng Mingzhu, but instead reprimanded her.

She bit her lip in aggrieved thinking about the reception, and reluctantly left Bao Sicheng's office.

Bo Sicheng hadn't read any of those nonsense reports. Some said that Sheng Mingzhu planned this incident deliberately, and some said that Sheng Mingzhu hated the old man for not agreeing to their engagement.

In short, no matter what the reason is, those news put the hat of murder on her head.

Even though so many remarks were directed at Sheng Mingzhu, Bo Sicheng still believed in her and believed that he knew this woman well enough.

He frowned and lowered his head to look at the documents on the desk, and put Sheng Yaohua's gossip behind him, and didn't think too much about it.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when he came back to his senses after finishing these things.

Bao Sicheng raised his eyes and glanced at his watch, only to remember that Sheng Mingzhu, who was recuperating at home alone, hadn't eaten dinner yet.

He quickly packed the things on the table, took his car keys, and hurried to the underground parking lot.

Bao Sicheng didn't delay on the road for too long, and rushed all the way back to their apartment.

As soon as he took out the key and opened the door of the apartment, he saw Sheng Mingzhu standing in the kitchen and preparing to cook noodles.

"I'll come, I'll come," he hurriedly changed his shoes and walked forward, took the dried noodles from the opponent's hand and stood in front of the boiling water pot, "Go sit and rest, I'm sorry I came back late, just now When dealing with company affairs, I accidentally didn't pay attention to time."

"I can still do such small things as cooking noodles, and I'm not a young lady who doesn't stick to the spring water."

Seeing him taking the dried noodles in her hand and preparing to cook them for her, Sheng Mingzhu smiled helplessly: "I know you've been busy these two days, I'll just do these things myself .”

She didn't need to think about how busy the other party was going to be these few days for Mr. Bo's funeral and the company's daily affairs, and she didn't want to bother him with the trivial things in her life.

"When you were just pregnant, I told you to take good care of you." However, Bao Sicheng didn't have the slightest intention to move away, but put the dried noodles into the boiling water skillfully, "It's only been a few months , could it be that these words don’t count?”

He knew that it was extremely hard for a woman to conceive a child, and it was against the law for their union to cross planets, so Sheng Mingzhu's pregnancy was a hundred times harder than other people's.

Just seeing how uncomfortable she felt when she suffered from early morning sickness, Bao Sicheng didn't know how distressed she was.

"Although many things have happened now, you don't need to listen or pay attention to them. These things have nothing to do with you, and you don't have to take the responsibility all on yourself."

Sheng Mingzhu knew that he said this to comfort herself, but she couldn't stop thinking about Mr. Bo who had suffered an accident, and she couldn't tell herself to forget all about it.

She is a doctor, and it is her instinct and duty to save the dying and heal the wounded, but now a fresh life has disappeared into this world because of her carelessness, how can she forgive her actions.

However, Bao Sicheng still thought that nothing had happened, and treated her as well as before.

"But Si Cheng," Sheng Mingzhu hesitated for a long time, and finally asked in a low voice, "Don't you think it's a pity, if I could have arrived earlier, perhaps such a tragedy would not have happened."

Bao Sicheng scooped up the cooked noodles and put them into a bowl, looked back at the other party's twinkling eyes, and replied in a deep voice: "I feel very sorry for Grandpa's unexpected death, but there's nothing wrong with it."

"Although you are a doctor, you are neither a saint nor a god. You don't want to save anyone and you can easily save them. Even if you can arrive at the coffee shop on time that day, you may not be able to bring grandpa back to life."

Looking at her with a heavy expression, Bao Sicheng stretched out his hand to hold her shoulder and said word by word: "Mingzhu, I haven't blamed you and I won't blame you. You've done a good job. You don't need to worry about it." The fault is all on ourselves, we don't want such a thing to happen, promise me not to get entangled anymore, okay?"

Sheng Mingzhu is still several months pregnant, and her physical health has not been ideal, and all aspects of the data have fluctuated.

Bao Sicheng didn't want her to think about it all the time, and even break her body, so he kept comforting her, telling her not to blame herself for her grandfather's death.

He felt from the bottom of his heart that this matter had nothing to do with the other party, and he didn't say these words purely to make her happy.

Sheng Mingzhu nodded silently after hearing his words, turned around and went back to the living room with the cooked noodles, and started to eat bit by bit.

Although Bao Sicheng's reassurance can make her feel better, it can't completely erase the guilt. After all, the death of Mr. Bo has such an inextricable relationship with her, and she can't forget it even if she wants to forget it. .

After eating the noodles, she always felt groggy and couldn't exert any strength on her body. After lying on the sofa for a while, she went into the bedroom and fell asleep.

Bao Sicheng didn't stop her, and when he saw her return to the room, he turned off the TV casually.

Sheng Mingzhu didn't sleep well that night. The image of Mr. Bo always appeared in his sleep. Sometimes he scolded her and Bao Sicheng for saying that they shouldn't be together, and sometimes he said that she was promiscuous outside and provoked others. good news.

She tossed and turned on the bed always felt uncomfortable, opened her eyes early in the morning and got up.

Sheng Mingzhu got up after changing her clothes and left the room. Bao Sicheng was already preparing breakfast for her in the kitchen as usual.

The nicer he was to her, the worse she felt, as if she was ashamed of the other party, and she was so heavy that she couldn't breathe.

"Why are you up so early?"

Bao Sicheng put the freshly fried eggs in front of her, turned around and heated up fresh milk: "Didn't I say I'll wake you up when it's ready?"

Sheng Mingzhu picked up the fork and lowered her head to eat the egg. She finally made up her mind and said, "I'll ask my manager to pick me up later. I'm going to move to Yaoshan for a while."