Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

After pondering for a while, Bo Siheng raised his head and looked at the other party: "Mr. Andrew, if I'm not wrong, your real purpose should be the business channel in An Ting's hands?"

The only reason is that he wants to use China's power to fight crime to eradicate An Ting personally, and then monopolize the business network under An Ting's hands.

The old director did not answer directly, but slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at Bao Siheng.

"I'm not mistaken, you are indeed a smart person!"

These words were equivalent to directly admitting his conjecture, and Bao Siheng's expression suddenly became serious.

"Mr. Andrew, I am very grateful for the rescue you planned today to help me get out of trouble, but, Mr. Andrew, I'm sorry, but I can't cooperate with you!"

The old bureau chief's face darkened. Obviously, he couldn't accept this result, and his tone of voice seemed a little blunt.

"Mr. Bo Siheng, what I want to cooperate with is the organization and team behind you, not you personally. I hope you understand this point!"

"Yes, I am very aware that to a certain extent, I can make the right choice on behalf of my organization and my team."

Bao Siheng's remark was loud and loud, but it directly made the other party jump in anger.

"Bo Siheng, who do you think you are? I worked really hard to get you out of that guy's hands today, not to make you show off in front of me!"

"Mr. Andrew, you may have misunderstood. I didn't mean to show off at all. As I said, I am very grateful to you father and daughter for everything you have done for me today!"

"Humph!"

Anyone can say beautiful words, the old director snorted coldly, and left the study directly angrily.

Bao Siheng watched the other person's back, and followed him out.

"Daddy, how are you talking?"

As soon as the two walked out, Vivian greeted them with a smile.

"Hmph, I've never seen such a ignorant person!"

Leng Bangbang dropped this sentence, Andrew flung his sleeves and left, leaving only Bo Siheng to face Vivian's questioning.

"Bo Siheng, what did you say to my dad? Why did he get so mad at the old man? My dad's health is not good, what should I do if I get angry?"

"If Mr. Andrew's health is not good, I suggest you retire as soon as possible to take care of yourself. As for other things, it's better not to think so much."

"you!"

Vivian was so angry that she wanted to roll her eyes at Bao Siheng's remark, but as a famous lady, she couldn't do such inappropriate actions.

So, she took a deep breath, tried to suppress the displeasure in her heart, and looked at Bao Siheng with a professional smirk on the corner of her mouth: "It's okay, this time the conversation fell apart, there is next time, take your time!"

"Please tell Mr. Andrew that I have no intention of continuing to discuss this topic with him."

Seeing Bao Siheng's cold and hard face, Vivienne tried to take two deep breaths, her fists were creaking, and she finally suppressed the urge to punch him, then slowly approached him, walked around He started to turn around in circles, looking him up and down with a pair of charming eyes.

"Bo Siheng..." Her hand slowly climbed up to his back, and then began to caress the place where she hit him in a circle.

"You'll change your mind!"

For Bao Siheng, the teasing of the beautiful woman in front of him was not alluring at all, but disgusted him, so he frowned and pushed her away.

"Miss Vivian, please respect yourself!"

Vivienne took two steps back, her eyes widened, and she looked at the stern man in front of her in disbelief. You must know that she has long been familiar with beauty tricks. For so long, no man has been able to escape her grasp.

But the Chinese in front of him is an exception!
"Could it be... Am I not beautiful enough?" Vivian stroked her face, feeling self-doubt for the first time.

"No, you are beautiful, it's just that I don't like it."

When responding to her, the man didn't even turn around, which showed his disdain.

This aroused Vivian's strong sense of not admitting defeat, and she no longer cared about the reservedness of ladies and ladies. She pointed at Bao Siheng's back and angrily reprimanded: "You guy who doesn't understand sentiment, one day, I will Let you crawl under my skirt and beg me!"

Bao Siheng looked sideways slightly, and responded blankly: "There won't be such a day."

"Bo Siheng, you!"

Bao Siheng could clearly feel the other party's anger, this was exactly the effect he wanted, he sneered secretly, this was the consequence of teasing him casually!
Who do you think Bo Siheng is?
Bao Siheng turned around, and said lightly to the furious Vivienne: "Thank you for today's matter, Miss Vivienne, farewell!"

"Bo Siheng! Bao Siheng! Just stop..."

Vivian's yelling behind him resounded throughout the castle, and Bao Siheng walked out quickly as if he didn't hear it.

He didn't want to get too involved with this family.

It was already late at night, but Jian Ning, who was lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep. The words Chen Haochen said at the dinner table today kept flashing in her mind, and she couldn't get rid of them.

For the first time, Jian Ning hated the strange mechanism of her memory. Why can she forget all the previous things, but she can always remember these soothing words clearly?

After tossing and turning several times, Jian Ning mustered up the courage to get out of bed and opened the door.

The wind in the study is still on?

Jian Ning walked over curiously, and knocked on the door tentatively: "...Ting, are you asleep?"

"No, you come in."

As expected, he was still busy with work inside, Jian Ning was a little hesitant, wondering if he would disturb his work by coming here at this time, the madness he showed in front of her during the day was still vivid in his memory, which made Jian Ning unconsciously look inside The man was full of fear.

But now that she had already knocked on the door, it seemed unreasonable not to go in, so Jian Ning squeezed the corner of her skirt, broke her heart, pushed the door open and walked in.

The moment she pushed open the door, she saw An Ting hastily put the messy materials on the table into the drawer, as if she was a little surprised by her sudden intrusion.

"Ting, I... am I disturbing you?"

"No, I just finished my work, what's the matter?"

An Ting looked up at her, his tone was as gentle and calm as before, as if nothing happened during the day, which made Jian Ning feel dazed for a moment.

He... put aside the things of the day so quickly?
"Janening?"

An Ting's sudden call forcibly pulled Jian Ning's wandering consciousness back.

"Ah, I...it's nothing, I just...just saw that there was still light in the study, and thought you forgot to turn off the light..."

Seeing Jian Ning's hands and feet flustered and not knowing how to place them when speaking, An Ting's eyes became deep.

"Jian Ning, we shouldn't be so unfamiliar with each other, just speak up if you have anything to say!"