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

Tang Zhen hesitated for a moment, but reached out and patted Qin Ruoxuan's back lightly, trying to comfort him: "Don't be too persistent, I know you are very sad, but there are some things that you can't follow your own If you want to go, you have to look away and don't get too deep."

His comforting words were like a hot spring, slowly flowing into Qin Ruoxuan's heart, giving her a little comfort when she needed others by her side the most.

She was even thinking that if Tang Zhen had appeared earlier, maybe then she would not be so intoxicated in feelings and unable to extricate herself as she is now.

Qin Ruoxuan sat on the sofa hugging her knees and cried silently for a while before returning to the room and lying down.

Looking at her somewhat lonely back, Tang Zhen felt really uncomfortable, as if something was quietly changing deep in his heart, even he didn't realize it.

Qin Ruoxuan and Qin Yueer stayed with him for one night, thanked him and left the apartment the next morning.

Before leaving, Qin Ruoxuan was still a little hesitant to ask the other party to leave a contact information, but when she thought of how embarrassed she was crying in front of the other party last night, she felt a little embarrassed that her cheeks turned red.

In addition, Tang Zhen didn't take the initiative, so she let it go and didn't mention it again.

Qin Ruoxuan and Qin Yue'er sat in the car sent by the family to pick them up, went around and returned to Qin's old house through the back door.

Mr. Qin sat in the living room with a cold face, while the reporters outside were making no noise.

"Grandpa," Qin Ruoxuan knew that the old man was a little angry when he saw the expression on the old man's face, so he quickly gave his younger sister Qin Yue'er a wink to let her cover herself, "Isn't this time for you to drink morning tea? Why are you sitting here?"

"You're kind enough to mention it to me."

The old man paused on the floor with his crutches, raised his head and looked her up and down: "Why didn't you tell me about the matter between you and Bao Sicheng? I, an old man, must know about it when there is a commotion."

He used to introduce a marriage partner to his precious granddaughter with great fanfare, but he didn't know that she already had a favorite candidate.

"There is no such thing as a horoscope, how dare I tell you, grandpa." Qin Ruoxuan also knew that she must coax the other party at this moment, so that things will be easier in the future, "I don't want grandpa to do it for me Things are too much to worry about."

"Can I not worry about it? All the rumors outside have reached the ears of an old man like me. Should I listen or not?"

Old Master Qin shook his head helplessly. Although he also understood that this matter was Qin Ruoxuan's fault, logically speaking, she shouldn't get in between Sheng Mingzhu and Bao Sicheng to muddy their relationship.

But Qin Ruoxuan is his precious granddaughter, it is impossible for him to turn to outsiders without caring about their feelings, even if the current public opinion outside is aimed at Qin Ruoxuan, he will not bow his head to Bao Sicheng and the others to admit it.

"Grandpa, I."

Qin Ruoxuan wanted to explain something, but the old man just raised his hand and waved to interrupt her words.

"Okay, okay, you really don't want me to worry. Since something like this happened, you should go back to the old house early after the reception and don't go anywhere, so as not to be caught by the media."

Old Master Qin raised his eyes again as he spoke, looked at Qin Ruoxuan who was in a panic and asked, "Where did you and Yue'er rest last night, why didn't you even go home?"

She quickly reached out and slapped the younger sister beside her to signal her to cover herself, and Qin Yueer immediately understood his words and said with a smile: "My sister and I slept at a friend's house yesterday, grandpa, you don't know those reporters How difficult it was, the car drove for a long time to get rid of them."

"We were worried that they would block us before we reached the old house, so we found a friend's apartment nearby to make do for the night."

She explained it so naturally that no one could hear anything wrong.

Old Master Qin just nodded his head when he heard Qin Yueer's words, and leaning on his crutches, he said to them: "Okay, things have become like this, you should stay at home these days."

Qin Ruoxuan obediently agreed, then took her younger sister Qin Yueer's hand and walked upstairs to her own room.

As soon as the door of the room was closed, Qin Yue'er patted her chest and sat beside the other party's bed, feeling emotional: "I was really scared to death, I thought my grandpa would find out that I was lying."

"Why are you even less courageous than a mouse?" Qin Ruoxuan, who had survived the catastrophe, couldn't help teasing her, "As long as you do what I say, Grandpa won't find any problems."

Qin Yue'er curled her lips and made a face at her sister, then lay down on the other's bed and stretched.

"But what should we do now? Is it possible that we really have to be locked in the house all day like Grandpa said, unable to go anywhere? It's no different from going to jail."

Qin Ruoxuan didn't seem to listen carefully to her sister's thoughts, but kept her eyes on her mobile phone.

For her, the most important thing now is not where she can go, but the answer Bao Sicheng gave her.

Although the other party came to visit that day and turned away after hearing her request, there was still a trace of hope hidden in her heart.

Even though Bao Sicheng only said to think about it, even though the other party didn't make any response after the news was exposed, Qin Ruoxuan was still obsessed with it and hoped that Bao Sicheng could give her a satisfactory answer.

She didn't pay attention to what her sister was saying next to her, but she was so absorbed in waiting for Bao Sicheng to contact her again.

Qin Ruoxuan didn't wait too long, and Bao Sicheng took the initiative to call her that night.

"Hey, Si Cheng," her heart was beating violently, expecting to hear the answer from the other party's mouth, but she still put on a reserved look on her face, "What do you want from me?" ?”

"I've seen the news in the media. I didn't leak the conversation between us, and I don't want to use the media's public opinion to coerce you to achieve your goals."

Bao Sicheng's voice was a little cold, as if he had made a decision after careful consideration, and there was a faint hint of fatigue.

"I can't promise you the marriage." Bao Sicheng's attitude was extraordinarily firm, "I can't marry a woman I don't love, and I can't ignore Mingzhu and my child."