Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"No, no..."

Suddenly thought of something, Bao Siheng's eyes dimmed again, he lowered his head again, and shook his head helplessly, "No way..."

"Why not?" Jiang Cong was very surprised, "Boss, when did you lose confidence in yourself?"

"She is pregnant……"

"What did you say?" Jiang Cong yelled in shock, noticing that the people around him had already paid attention to them, so he quickly stopped talking, pursed his lips in embarrassment, and lowered his voice and said, "Boss, you ...You mean Miss Fang is pregnant?"

Seeing Bao Siheng nod his head, Jiang Cong's brain became hot, and he blurted out: "That's very good, our family's three treasures have become four treasures!"

"It's...An Ting's..." Bao Siheng murmured, even though he didn't want to admit it, it was the truth.

"An..." Jiang Cong subconsciously raised his voice again, and suddenly realized something was wrong, and hurriedly suppressed his voice, "You said that Miss Fang is pregnant with An Ting's child? That guy An Ting... you also Found him?" Then he waved his hand again: "Impossible, how is it possible? Miss Fang loves you so much, how could she betray you!"

"Don't forget, she doesn't remember me anymore..."

"Even if she doesn't remember you, she wouldn't fall in love with someone so quickly, would she?"

Bao Siheng supported his drunken head, his eyes were bewildered.

Yes, even if she doesn't remember, she shouldn't have fallen in love with An Ting so quickly and had a child with him!He knew her well, in fact, he was clearly a conservative woman in his bones.

Miss Fang actually ruined An Ting's child?

The amount of information is not incredible, Jiang Cong was still chewing on this sentence, and suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly looked at Bao Siheng again: "That's not right... Logically speaking, Miss Fang only disappeared for more than three months and was pregnant for three months. She doesn't know you anymore, even if you meet, she can't just tell a stranger that she is pregnant, right?"

"That guy An Ting must have said it!" Jiang Cong was full of indignation: "Boss, how can you believe what that guy said? He just said that on purpose to irritate you!"

"No, I discovered it myself!"

Jiang Cong's face froze, his eyes rolled quickly,

"Boss!"

Jiang Cong helped Bao Siheng up, "I'll take you back to rest first!"

Bao Siheng shook his head, distressed in his heart: "No, Jiang Cong, go, come in with me and have another drink!"

"Boss, boss!" Jiang Cong stopped Bao Siheng from pulling him, "Boss, I know you feel aggrieved, but now is not the time to be decadent, A is still at large, and our ultimate mission has not been completed yet! "

There was a glimmer of gloom in Bao Siheng's slumped eyes. He had already communicated with the chief to find A, but because the chief had other considerations, he asked them to stay calm and not to be restless except to monitor his actions. To take any action, he had to follow the rules.

Seeing that Bao Siheng's eyes had regained some clarity, Jiang Cong pulled him into the taxi.

When he woke up, Jiang Cong sat up in surprise, looked around, and found that he was lying on his hotel bed, he was relieved, and lay back again, patted his forehead, a little speechless.

It's all because of that gay guy Smith, he's going to be crazy!

After relaxing enough, Jiang Cong got up from the bed and walked slowly to the door.

"what!"

Opening the door and raising his eyes, Jiang Cong suddenly let out a cry.

I saw a figure sitting quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows directly opposite the door of his room, as stiff as a sculpture.

If it's not Bo Siheng, who else?

Jiang Cong rubbed his eyes, walked slowly over, walked around in front of Bao Siheng, saw his face clearly, and was startled by the black circles under his eyes that were about to fall to the ground.

"Boss, you...you didn't sleep last night again?"

Bao Siheng still sat quietly, looking out of the window with empty eyes, and he didn't seem to answer him at all. Jiang Cong curled his lips for fun, and muttered in a low voice: "It's boiled eagle, this is..."

As soon as he finished muttering, his eyes met a pair of cold eyes, he immediately put his upper lip around his lower lip, gestured "I'll cook" with his hand, and ran away in a hurry.

"Boss, it's time to eat!"

When Jiang Cong finished his breakfast and came out, he saw that Bao Siheng was already sitting in front of the computer. He pursed his lips, did not speak, and looked at Bao Siheng with a little more relief.

It seems that you should have figured it out, right?
Jian Ning walked home slowly with gardenias in her hands. Suddenly, she stopped, pondered for a while, turned her head suddenly, and looked around quickly, but she didn't see anyone suspicious. She scratched her head strangely, "strangeness……"

Turning her head and continuing to walk forward, Jian Ning unconsciously pressed her hands on her chest.

For some reason, since this morning, she always felt that someone was following her, but when she looked back, she couldn't see anyone. She felt a little panicked, and she couldn't help speeding up her pace.

"what!"

As soon as she reached the corner, she suddenly bumped into a person head-on, and Jian Ning screamed unconsciously.

"Jianning, it's me!"

The shoulder was grabbed by someone, and when she took a closer look, she saw that it was An Ting, and Jian Ning's heart was finally relieved, "Ting, why are you here?"

"I saw that you hadn't come back for a long time, and I was a little worried about you, so I came out to take a look!" Seeing Jian Ning's expression was wrong, An Ting hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, Jian Ning, did something happen?"

"I feel..." Jian Ning looked back, then turned her head again, and said in a low voice with some panic, "I feel as if someone is following me..."

The corner of An Ting's mouth twitched. He quickly raised his head and looked in the direction Jian Ning was looking at just now. He saw that the street was clear and clear, and there was no one. He pursed his lips and stared deeply for a while, then retracted his gaze and looked down at Jian Ning's eyes softened: "No one, Jian Ning, you must have misread it!"

"Did I read it wrong..." Jian Ning was a little skeptical: "I really feel that person is not far behind me!"

"It's an illusion!"

An Ting smiled softly, then leaned against Jian Ning, took her shoulders, protected her in his arms, and walked forward slowly, "Jian Ning, don't think too much, if you are afraid, I will accompany you when you go out from now on!"

"But aren't you going to work?"

"Then let Lisa accompany you!"

"Ok!"

The two cuddled up to each other and walked slowly forward, and the figure that landed on the ground was elongated, making it look extra warm.

The man came out from the corner, quietly staring at the figure in front of him until he disappeared.He clenched his fists, a bit of resentment flashed in his eyes, then he turned and left quickly.

Before he thought of a better way, he could only silently wait by her side like this.