Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

After waiting for a whole week, but there was no movement, Bao Siheng's thoughts could no longer be restrained and began to wander.

Was she completely disappointed in him, or did that guy An Ting do something to her?
like imprisonment...

That's a demon, what can't it do?

Uneasy, Bao Siheng went around to the back of the small foreign building, because he knew that there were guards arranged by An Ting hiding around the small foreign building, so Bao Siheng could only look inside from a distance.

"Ting, wait a minute!"

Suddenly, he heard a long-lost voice, and Bao Siheng immediately held his breath and concentrated, only to see a familiar figure hurried out from the door, and then stuffed a delicate small box into An Ting's hand who was going down the stairs.

"Ting, your lunch box!"

"Did you do it yourself?"

"of course!"

Looking at Jian Ning's joyful expression when he spoke, Bo Siheng's heart sank to the bottom.

He had to accept the fact that Jianning had despised him.

Bao Siheng lowered his eyes in disappointment, and when he looked up again, he saw An Ting stepping forward, stroking Jian Ning's hair, and kissing her forehead, and then left contentedly.

Bao Siheng heard the creaking sound of his clenched fists.

A wave of unwillingness and impulse surged up, and he couldn't control it anymore, so Bao Siheng rushed towards the small mansion, but before he got close, a black muzzle aimed at him.

A black man with black pants was standing in the shadow of the corner holding a gun.

Bao Siheng gasped, at the same time, Jian Ning's figure just disappeared at the door, and she had already entered the room without noticing it.

Bao Siheng looked at the man coldly, but the man just waved his hand at him, warning him not to approach him again, Bao Siheng gave him a bitter look, bowed his head a little impulsively and unwillingly, he turned and left.

Turning the corner, the sadness and loss on Bao Siheng's face instantly disappeared, his face became tense, and his eyes became deep.

The eagle's sharp eyes searched the street, and soon locked on a car, so he quickly stopped a taxi.

"Follow the car in front."

An hour passed, and the car in front hadn't arrived at the destination yet. Bao Siheng's expression froze, and he felt more and more that his guess was right.

That person, leaving early and returning late every day, is not an ordinary office worker at all!
Suddenly, Bao Siheng felt that the road ahead was somewhat familiar. At the same time, the driver also found the same problem.

"Hey, brother, I guess you should have been discovered, this person is taking us around!"

After being reminded by the driver, Bo Siheng also found out, isn't this the road they walked on more than half an hour ago?

Looks like he's been spotted!
Bao Siheng clenched his fist and punched the back of the chair, and said, "Stop!"

The tracking mission failed, so Bao Siheng had no choice but to go back. Just as he was crossing a relatively quiet street, suddenly a car sprang out from the main road on the side and drove straight towards him.

Bao Siheng was startled, and after knowing the target's intentions, he quickly jumped up on the spot and onto the sidewalk, barely avoiding the fate of being hit.

The car stopped in front of him, Bao Siheng looked coldly at the opened car door, and An Ting walked down.

"An Ting, do you want to kill people in the street?"

An Ting took off his sunglasses, revealing a cold and pale face. He looked at Bao Siheng expressionlessly: "If possible."

"You!" Bao Siheng clenched his fists, his eyes full of murderous intent.

He is not a soft persimmon who can be manipulated by others!

"Bo Siheng," An Ting looked at him coldly: "Don't try to follow me, I know all your tricks."

After finishing speaking, An Ting gestured to him to shoot a pistol as a warning, then got into the car and drove away.

Bao Siheng stood there with his fists clenched, his heart burning with anger.

If it wasn't for the leader's explanation, he would never allow this person to dare to be so arrogant in front of him!

Bo Siheng was a little surprised when he received the call from Chu Zhang. After all, he hadn't contacted him for a long time.

Bao Siheng woke up immediately, grabbed his phone and got up from the ground. Several wine bottles rolled around. He walked quickly to the desk, turned on the computer, and a kind face appeared in the video.

"Chief. Chief!"

"Mo Sha, you've been drinking."

Not interrogative sentences, but declarative sentences.

Bao Siheng glanced sideways at himself in the mirror. Because of the hangover, he was in a very ugly state, with disheveled clothes and a haggard face.

"Is it because of Miss Fang?"

When Fang Jianning was mentioned, Bao Siheng became even more impatient. He frowned and tore off the loose tie, scratched his messy hair, and said in a low voice, "This is my private matter, so I don't need the leader to care about it!"

The chief still showed kindness on his face: "Young man, don't put so much pressure on yourself. You two have worked hard during this time. In a foreign country, you still have to take care of yourself!"

These words made Bo Siheng even more impatient. He said nicely, take good care of yourself in a foreign country, who doesn't know that the food in your hometown is more delicious, and the big bed at home sleeps more comfortably?

"Leader, let's hurry up and talk about the business!" Bao Siheng patiently brought the topic to the business: "What instructions do you have for me this time?"

"It's nothing, I just want to see you, I haven't contacted you for a long time, I miss you a little!"

"That's it?"

Bao Siheng was surprised at first, then he was speechless, closed his eyes, and asked: "Since An Ting's identity has been confirmed, it is A who escaped at that time, and the person is here, why didn't the organization take any action?"

"Mo Sha, I can understand your urgency to bring the bad guys to justice, but the leaders have their considerations..."

"What are you thinking about? What else are you thinking about?" Bo Siheng was furious, and he couldn't tell whether it was the effect of alcohol or something else. For the first time, he got angry at the chief: "Relax him like this, is it waiting for him?" Run away again? What is the difference between this and appeasement?"

"Mo Sha, you're drunk!"

Seeing that the chief's face became serious, Bao Siheng's arrogance was suppressed by reason in an instant.

"I'm sorry, chief..." He lowered his voice: "I just... just don't understand the organization's decision, so I..."

"I understand." The chief nodded, "Because not only the fact of national hatred and family hatred, but also your personal feelings, it is inevitable to be absolutely calm when dealing with it. I understand and understand."

Hearing the chief's words, the eyes of Bo Siheng, who has always been strong, became moist. During this period of time, his pain and depression, helplessness and hesitation poured out at this moment.

"Sorry!" Saying two words in a low voice, Bao Siheng directly closed the computer, raised his head slightly, looked at the ceiling, and forced himself not to think about the difficult past of this period, his Adam's apple twitched, The hot and humid sensation in the eye sockets was barely suppressed.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eye sockets, took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and then tentatively turned on the computer again.

The screen lit up, and the chief executive's smiling face reappeared on the screen. Bao Siheng lowered his eyes in embarrassment, and couldn't hold back his emotions for a moment. He was sorry for the gaffe just now.

"Are you okay, Si Heng?"