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

Bao Sicheng had just finished warming up with two slaps, and was worried that no one would do the same with him. Hearing this idea proposed by He Jingchuan, he readily agreed.

He is not a vegetarian either, he has also practiced boxing for four or five years, and his plan for exercising has not fallen behind, and his body fat percentage is no different from that of an athlete.

Boxing is just one of Bo Sicheng's hobbies, but he is used to turning his hobbies into a career. No matter what he does, he spends double his time and energy.

He Jingchuan looked at him twice, adjusted his standing posture and began to compete with Bao Sicheng, and quickly punched him on the right side of the cheek.

His punches were fast and heavy, like a cheetah preying on food, so fast that people couldn't see it clearly, and it was completely beyond the reach of ordinary people.

If he had to take this punch abruptly, his jaw would probably be crooked.

Bao Sicheng obviously also realized that He Jingchuan had slapped him hard, so he took two steps back quickly, dodging the cold blow of that fist.

He knew that if he wanted to deal with He Jingchuan, he couldn't take it lightly. This man was much stronger than he imagined, and it was difficult to catch his negligence.

Even though Bao Sicheng knew that the situation was not optimistic, he gritted his teeth and went forward, intending to settle this account with He Jingchuan here.

The two punched each other equally. He Jingchuan had no time to react and was punched on the bridge of the nose by Bao Sicheng, but then he punched the opponent back on the chin.

Bao Sicheng's and He Jingchuan's faces soon turned black and blue, as if they had just been beaten severely, which was shocking even looking at them.

Although both of them were beaten into a mess, they both struggled and refused to admit defeat easily and cry out in pain.

It wasn't until Bao Sicheng's assistant couldn't bear to watch anymore, and they were stopped by people in a panic, that this seemingly amateur boxing match finally came to an end.

The family doctor who was called to the boxing gym by the assistant hurried forward to help Bao Sicheng treat his wound. He looked at the shocking bruises on his body, and felt a little flustered.

Even if Hua Tuo was alive, it would be impossible to completely cover up these bruises, not to mention the scratched corners of Bao Sicheng's mouth, which looked like marks left by touching someone.

If this is photographed by journalists and paparazzi, I don't know what kind of uproar it will cause.

They will definitely make a big fuss about it, and they have confirmed the gossip that Bao Sicheng and He Jingchuan are at odds.

The family doctor wiped the sweat from his forehead, and urgently did some treatment for the wound on the other party's face.

After wiping the iodine, the corners of his mouth became more conspicuous, and Bao Sicheng could only wear the mask his assistant bought for him to cover it up, so as not to cause other disputes.

When he got up and was about to go to the VIP room of the boxing gym to change out of his sportswear, he saw He Jingchuan who had just had the doctor treat his wound.

The other person's appearance was not much better than his own. The eye socket of the right eye was red and swollen, and there were some scars on the chin, not to mention the places on the body that were covered by clothes, and there were many bruises. bruises.

This boxing match did not result in a winner, which was beyond He Jingchuan's expectations.

The two looked at each other, then turned around and went their separate ways without saying a word.

It wasn't too late when Bao Sicheng came out of the boxing gym, but he didn't go back home. Instead, he found a cafe with a comfortable and quiet environment, and started working on his laptop.

If he went home now, Sheng Mingzhu would definitely notice the injuries on his face and body, and he would also be asked where he got the injuries.

Bao Sicheng didn't want the other party to worry about him because of this, and he didn't want Sheng Mingzhu to have any conflicts with He Jingchuan because of him.

This was an open and secret contest between the two men, and he didn't want the other party to be involved.

Bao Sicheng stayed in the cafe looking at the project materials until early in the morning, guessing that Sheng Mingzhu had coaxed the baby to sleep, and then went back to their apartment lightly.

He didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, he would find that the room was brightly lit - Sheng Mingzhu didn't sleep at all, she was sitting in the living room watching a rerun of the TV series.

"Where did you go and why did you come back? I called your office in the afternoon but no one answered. The secretary said that you left the company very early."

Sheng Mingzhu heard the noise from the entrance, looked up and asked casually.

She saw the scratched corners of Bao Sicheng's face, which looked even scarier because of the iodine, she immediately sat up and frowned and said, "What's the matter with the corners of your mouth, what the hell did you do?" Make it look like this?"

She rarely saw Bao Sicheng in such a mess, even if he said that he went to the street and fought with someone, it would not be an exaggeration.

"It's nothing, I accidentally fell."

Bo Sicheng lowered his head to avoid Sheng Mingzhu's suspicious eyes, and slowly sat down on the sofa in the living room, and subconsciously touched the corner of his mouth that was still sore, obviously not intending to tell the other party the truth.

He knew that once Sheng Mingzhu knew the truth, she would definitely go to He Jingchuan to settle the score.

Bo Sicheng understands her temper best. If the other party knew that he was injured in a fist fight with He Jingchuan, how could he swallow this breath? He would definitely ask He Jingchuan to give an explanation, but this was not the case. The picture you want to see.

Sheng Mingzhu sat up straight, picked up the remote control to turn off the TV, looked at Bao Sicheng who was sitting next to her and asked word by word: "Bo Sicheng, tell me the truth, the look on your face Was this injury caused by He Jingchuan?"

Who else could be comparable to Bo Sicheng besides He Jingchuan, not to mention that He Jingchuan regards him as a thorn in his side right now, wishing to destroy Bao Sicheng. Seeing the injury on his face, she knew that he couldn't get away from He Jingchuan. relation.

Bao Sicheng turned his face away, pursed his lips as if he didn't want to discuss this topic with her.

Sheng Mingzhu looked at the corner of his reddened mouth with a complicated mood, and stretched out her hand to gently caress his wound.

He Jingchuan is a solid soldier, and his physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary people. It is really rare for Bao Sicheng to survive these tricks with him.

"Do you know that he is a general in the Prosperous Empire, and he has been on the battlefield with real swords and guns?"