Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

Bo Siheng's words made the kind-hearted Jian Ning suddenly feel guilty, but she knew very well that if she didn't completely clear up the relationship between the person in front of her and herself, the relationship between her and An Ting would be difficult to repair.

So, she raised her head, looked at Bao Siheng with extremely firm eyes, and said: "I am definitely not the only Chinese here. If you lack friends, you can find others to be friends. Please don't bother me anymore. I don't want to see you again!"

Bo Siheng was stunned on the spot. These words were undoubtedly a heart-wrenching pain for him, and it also meant that the "curve to save the country" plan he had painstakingly worked on during this period of time was aborted.

"Jane Ning..."

Bo Siheng's throat was sore: "You really don't want to see me anymore?"

"……it is good."

It took a long time for Bao Siheng to utter a word, then he stepped forward a few steps, walked straight in front of her, and whispered with his back to her: "I can make you never see me again, but before that, today I'll take you home first."

"No, I can go back by myself!" Jian Ning stubbornly turned her head to the other side to show her resistance.

"Do you remember the thrill just now?" Bao Siheng reminded her: "There are countless drunks like this on the street here. Don't you want to experience it again?"

When Jian Ning was told by him, she suddenly became frightened, pressed her hands on her chest, and stared at the dark street in front of her in panic.

"Let's go, I'll take you off!"

Bao Siheng stepped forward slowly, Jian Ning no longer resisted, and followed silently with his hands lowered, but he always remembered to keep a certain distance from the person in front of him.

In the quiet street, there were only two figures of them, one in front and one behind, and they were relatively silent. Bao Siheng looked sideways at the shadow cast by the light on the wall from time to time to make sure that the other party was not lost.

What Bo Siheng said was right, they did meet a few drunks along the way, but Jianning no longer felt afraid, because every time those drunks tried to get close to her, they would be greeted by Bo Siheng's warning eyes Frightened away, looking at the tall figure in front of him, Jian Ning inexplicably felt at ease.

"arrive!"

Hearing Bao Siheng's voice, Jian Ning looked up, and sure enough, he had reached the street not far from his home.

"Thanks……"

Before he could say thank you, Bao Siheng walked away without even looking at her. Jian Ning was taken aback for a moment, then smiled again, and turned to go upstairs.

That's fine, if he can think about it.

When Jianning came home, she found that the lights in the living room were turned off. Did Lisa go back to her room to sleep?

Turning on the light casually, the figure that suddenly appeared in the living room made her scream out in shock: "Ah!"

An Ting sat quietly on the sofa, like a statue.

"scared you?"

"No, no!"

Jian Ning smiled at him, but felt a little uneasy.

"Jianning, come here!"

An Ting called her softly, but her seemingly gentle face was unpredictable. Jian Ning hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and slowly moved her hands together in front of him.

"Jianning," he stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and while rubbing it gently, he casually asked, "It's so late, where have you been?"

"I see that you haven't come back, so I want to go out and have a look..."

An Ting's eyes suddenly lit up a little: "Worried about me?"

Jian Ning nodded obediently.

The corner of An Ting's mouth twitched into a smile, and he nodded, quite satisfied.

Seeing the smile on An Ting's mouth, Jian Ning's inexplicably nervous heart relaxed a little, the atmosphere seemed to become a lot more harmonious in an instant, Jian Ning secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, the smile on the corner of An Ting's mouth cooled down, his eyes became dark, he stared closely at Jian Ning's eyes, and said softly: "When I came back just now, I didn't seem to see you along the way?"

Jian Ning froze for a moment, and suddenly lifted her slack heart just now, she hurriedly explained: "I accidentally lost my way, so... that's why you didn't see me!"

As soon as Jian Ning finished speaking, An Ting's eyes narrowed. He looked at her carefully, as if he wanted to judge whether what she said was true or not from the expression on her face.

Jian Ning suddenly felt a little sour at the tip of his nose, but he still didn't believe her!
Suspected by her most important person, grievances hit her, did Jian Ning hold back, she glanced at her small mouth, and tears rolled down.

"Jane Ning!"

Seeing Jian Ning crying, An Ting was taken aback for a moment, then immediately stood up and looked at her worriedly: "What's wrong?"

"...you don't believe me..." Jian Ning choked up, unable to cry: "Ting...Ting, you still don't believe me...I have never, never lied to you..."

The worry on An Ting's face was concealed, his expression flickered, he pondered for a while, and then he said lightly: "Have you never lied to me..."

Jian Ning's sobbing stopped, she stared at him blankly, "Ting, I don't understand what you mean..."

An Ting looked into her eyes: "At the banquet that day, do you know where I found you?"

Jian Ning stared at him blankly, a little dazed.

Wasn't it in the room where I was resting at that time?

An Ting closed his eyes and opened them again, as if he was trying his best to endure the great pain and anger, "On Bo Siheng's bed!" An Ting paused every word: "When I saw you that day, you lay down In that man's bed!"

"What did you say?"

Jian Ning suddenly felt a thunderbolt, she was unsteady, her body swayed, and she almost fell down. An Ting grabbed her with sharp eyesight and quick hands.

"Impossible...impossible!" Jian Ning said with a trembling voice while shaking her head: "Impossible, I met him that day, but I just said a few words to him, we even physically No contact at all!"

As she said that, Jian Ning tightly grasped An Ting's arm again, as if she was in the sea and was desperately pulling on driftwood: "Ting, did you... did you make a mistake?"

"I also hope that I made a mistake... But so many people saw it that day, Jian Ning, you made me believe me, but in the face of such a situation, how can you make me believe you?"

An Ting smiled desolately, his face was not cold, but the chill in his eyes made Jian Ning shiver.

"No!" Jian Ning subconsciously argued: "There must be some misunderstanding... I was very tired that day, and I slept deeply. I don't know what happened! But... But, Bo Siheng He's not that kind of person, he wouldn't do that kind of thing!"

An Ting's gaze became a little colder again, he leaned closer to her, looked deeply into the depths of her eyes, gritted his teeth and asked softly: "You really believe that he won't do that kind of thing?"

Realizing that it was really stupid to say good things for Bo Siheng, Jian Ning hurriedly covered her mouth in fright, but it was too late.

"Jianning, tell me, why do you trust him so much?"