Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"Then my husband... where is he?"

"He's on a business trip for a while, and he'll be back soon!"

"Jianning, I'm back!"

Suddenly a call came from downstairs, Lisa blinked at Jianning: "Look, it's back!"

After Lisa finished speaking, she helped Jian Ning stand up, carefully helped her get dressed, and helped her with her makeup and hair, then turned around and prepared to go downstairs.

"Hey, wait!"

Jian Ning grabbed her hand.

"What's the matter, Miss?" Lisa turned around in doubt.

Jian Ning lowered her head slightly, and a blush flew across her pale face. She hesitated for a moment, and then carefully asked softly, "My husband, he... what kind of person is he? And... are we When did you meet? And when did you get married?"

Lisa froze for a moment, and then smiled: "Miss, I think it's better for you to ask your husband personally!"

Jian Ning was the only one left in the room. She nervously walked to the mirror, stared at herself in the mirror, then lifted the hem of her skirt and twirled it around twice, pursed her lips, and showed a slightly embarrassed smile .

Don't be nervous, Janine!
The footsteps going up the stairs were very brisk, and it sounded like they were about to come up, Jian Ning only felt that his face was hot, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

The role of "husband" came too suddenly. She tried hard to recall the past, but her mind went blank and she couldn't remember anything.

"Jianning! Jianning!"

The call sounded along with the knock on the door, and Jian Ning woke up from the complicated thoughts. The man's voice was full of magnetism, although it was a little excited and eager, but it was also gentle.

Jian Ning peeked at the figure at the door through the translucent glass. He was tall and straight, a little thin, but he didn't know what his face looked like...

"Jane, can I come in?"

The voice at the door sounded again, and Jian Ning was shocked, "Ah, come... come!"

Opening the door, a handsome face appeared in sight. The man wore thin gold-rimmed glasses. His facial features were clear and his eyes were deep. Perhaps it was because he was wearing a black British gentleman's suit, which made his face look even better. A little pale, but this does not affect the aristocratic temperament exuding from his body at all.

Is this... my husband?

Jian Ning stared at him blankly, her eyes were timid, but also somewhat surprised and hot.

The deer-like wet eyes made the man's heart skip a beat.

She had never looked at herself like this before!
At this moment, he clearly saw his own reflection in her eyes, and he was the only one!

"Jianning, I'm back!"

The man smiled gently at Jian Ning, and handed a bouquet of gardenias to her.

Jian Ning took the gardenia, lowered her head and sniffed it lightly. The white flower that was just about to bloom made her face even more white and pink, so delicate and charming. a woman's voice.

"You are... my husband?"

The man nods with a smile.

"Then what's your name?"

"An Ting, my name is An Ting!"

In the middle of the night, a red sports car quickly drove into the Bo's house, leaving only Bao Siheng as the owner. Go up.

"Boss!"

The door of the study room was suddenly pushed open, and the man who was concentrating on browsing the information on the computer suddenly raised his head, with a bit of displeasure at being disturbed: "You are getting more and more presumptuous."

"You're wronged, Boss!" Jiang Cong walked in furiously, while arguing with reason: "I've been calling you at the door for a long time, and you haven't responded to me!"

Bao Siheng turned his eyes away from Jiang Cong's expression to hide his embarrassment. It was common for him to miss the knock on the door because he was too focused during this time.

Seeing the embarrassment of the other party, Jiang Cong quickly changed the subject, "Aha, it's not important, boss, I'm here to bring you good news today!"

The word "good news" was like a stimulant. Bao Siheng raised his head instantly, and his amber eyes shone brightly.

"Do you remember that brain specialist, Dr. Smith?" Jiang Cong said, and handed a folder to Bao Siheng.

"remember."

"We found his whereabouts. He is now in Santorini, Greece! He has almost become An Ting's personal doctor for so many years. Almost all the places he travels are related to An Ting, so This time, maybe we can try our luck!"

Bao Siheng's eyes flickered.

Maybe... this is really an opportunity!

Through An Ting's narration, Jian Ning has a deeper understanding of her past. It turned out that she was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. After a chance encounter, she met and fell in love with rich son An Ting. The combination of her was opposed by the family, so An Ting left the family for her and brought her here.

"and after?"

"Then we were pregnant with a baby!"

In the small building, Jian Ning held gardenias in her hands, opened her curious eyes, and asked An Ting about their past over and over again. An Ting always looked at her with a smile on her face, and patiently told her about it over and over again.

After listening to An Ting's narration, Jian Ning first looked excited and yearning, but then she lowered her head, pursed her lips, and there was a hint of disappointment in her expression.

"what happened?"

An Ting took her hand and asked eagerly.

"It's nothing..." Jian Ning obediently shook her head.

An Ting's eyes became deep, he devoted [-]% of his attention to her, he could see every frown and smile, "It's obvious that you have something on your mind, do you still want to hide it from me?"

Only then did Jian Ning look up at him cautiously: "I just think...you describe a very poignant love story, but I don't have the slightest impression. Am I...very useless?"

An Ting was startled for a moment, and then hugged Jian Ning into his arms.

The embrace of a man was not familiar to Jian Ning, even a little strange. The moment he hugged her, she almost pushed him away subconsciously, but that was his husband, she was so Do, he will be sad, right?

Not wanting to let her husband who had just come home from hard work have a bad experience, she could only resist the discomfort and stood there stiffly, allowing him to hug her tightly.

The man pondered for a long time before he whispered two words in a hoarse voice next to her ear: "Fool..."

Jian Ning could hear that this sigh was very heavy, it seemed to be mixed with a thousand words and she couldn't say it. She didn't understand why he was like this, but since she didn't intend to say it, she didn't ask any questions, and silently put her hand on his. On the back, slowly smooth down the hair like coaxing a child, hoping to bring him some comfort.