Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

Fu Wanwan's hands slipped from Bao Siheng's trouser legs, and she slumped on the ground, muttering to herself as if her soul had been drained, "Our debts are not repaid..."

Bao Siheng quietly stared at the people on the ground, with complex emotions flashing in his eyes.

After all, it was the woman he once loved so deeply. Seeing her now, his heart still hurts. Bao Siheng bent down and helped her up from the ground.

"Wan Wan, don't embarrass yourself. I know that the reason why you chose to be with me when you returned to China this time is actually to help Mr. Fu get out of debt, not because you love me."

The man's tenderness awakened Fu Wanwan's hope again, she looked at him with tears in her eyes, and shook her head desperately: "No, Si Heng, it's not like this..."

"Fu's debt problem, I will help you bear it."

The rekindled light in Fu Wanwan's eyes was abruptly extinguished by the other party's next sentence.

"Just take it as compensation for the few months you have been with me, but from now on, we will never have anything to do with each other again."

"I heard that woman was driven away by my father?"

Bo Yan suddenly came over, obviously wanting to gossip, but insisted on putting on a nonchalant look, Fang Jianning couldn't help laughing, and really wanted to tease her.

"I heard? Who did you listen to?"

The little guy raised his eyebrows, sat up straight again and held the book, with a very serious look, and the meaning was obvious: Huh, I don't gossip, you can talk if you want to talk, and pull it down if you don't want to talk!
Fang Jianning deliberately put on a thoughtful look: "It's strange, when I just went upstairs, I seemed to see a figure flash by, Yanyan, is it you?"

"No."

"Oh?" Fang Jianning frowned, pretending to be deep in thought: "Such a small person, he doesn't look like a servant at home... Could it be a bad guy who sneaked in from outside? No, no, I have to go out and call someone Go and check the monitor carefully!"

After saying that, Fang Jianning stood up and pretended to leave.

Little boy, I saw Bo Yan peeking at the stairs just now, and I still don't admit it!
"Hey, don't go!"

The shouting behind him finally had a hint of urgency, Fang Jianning snickered, but when he turned around, he looked blank again, "Huh?"

"The person just now...is me!"

The little guy lowered his head, reluctantly admitting.

"Yo, it seems that our young master is also very gossip!"

Fang Jianning went over and sat down next to Bo Yan, rubbing his little head: "You have seen what happened just now, that woman you don't like should not appear here in the future, are you happy?"

"Of course happy!"

Bo Yan didn't hold back anymore, he grinned, and threw the book in his hand high before catching it, "Oh! The bad girl is finally gone, I'm so happy..."

Seeing Bo Yan's unrestrained appearance, Fang Jianning also smiled sincerely.

This is what a three-year-old child should look like, full of vigor and vitality!
Having nothing to do in the afternoon, Fang Jianning was going to go for a stroll in the garden, but just as he went downstairs, he saw a figure standing at the door, as if he was waiting for someone.

Why is he here?

Thinking of the scene where Bao Siheng helped Fu Wanwan speak just now, Fang Jianning's complexion suddenly turned dark, and he didn't want to pay attention to this person at all, but he just blocked his way.

At this moment, the man seemed to have noticed her too, he was slightly startled, and walked towards her.

Fang Jianning turned around quickly, but before taking two steps, a man's voice came from behind.

"Jianning, I want to talk to you!"

Jane Ning?
He actually... called her Jian Ning?
From now on, is he calling her by her first name, or is it a substitute for "Miss Fang" and "that woman"?What is the situation today?
Fang Jianning almost thought that he was hallucinating, his head was preoccupied with thinking, he didn't care about his feet, a step was not stable, his whole body lost his balance, he fell straight backwards, it was too late to react, Fang Jianing widened in horror eyes.

Oops!

However, she didn't fall off her back as expected, but was hugged by someone!
"Are you OK?"

She actually felt a trace of unusual concern from the other party's indifferent tone. What's going on?Fang Jianning was shocked, and immediately broke free from Bao Siheng's arms, and quickly stood up.

"No, nothing!" Fang Jianning lowered his head and straightened his clothes to hide his embarrassment.

Bao Siheng pursed his lips deeply and took a deep look at her, then said again: "Then can we have a chat?"

The distance was too close, and a strange throbbing began to come from his chest again. Fang Jianing took a step back subconsciously, "Um... sorry, I won't be free this time! I just promised Yanyan to practice the piano with him!" After speaking, Fang Jianning turned around and fled. He seemed to walk away.

She didn't want to talk to him, not at all.

"Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo..."

In the CEO's office of Bo's Building, Jiang Congbi stood respectfully for a long time, but the other party didn't pay any attention to him at all. Looking at the president immersed in his own world, Jiang Cong was very distressed.

Recently, I don't know what's wrong with Mr. President. He always looks preoccupied, and his mind wanders too often, which makes people unable to figure it out.

But now is obviously not the time for fugue, my lord president!

"Master President?"

The suddenly raised volume hit the eardrums, and Bao Siheng, who came back to his senses, looked a little more angry.

"Is something wrong?"

Of course it's a big deal, okay?
But Jiang Cong only dared to mutter these words in his heart, and hurriedly put a thick stack of folders in front of Bo Siheng: "Mr. Bo, these are the documents that you need to review. These are your business trip itinerary for the past few days." !"

Looking at the documents that were half the height of his head, Bao Siheng frowned: "Why are there so many?"

"There's no way, after all...the company's losses must be made up as soon as possible..." Jiang Cong was cautious on the surface, but he couldn't help but slander in secret.

If it weren't for Mr. President, you kindly helped Fu's debts, we wouldn't be working so hard to make money to the board of directors, would we?
"Okay, I know, you go out."

Jiang Cong walked out, but was stopped again.

"Wait, I have a question for you."

Jiang Cong hurriedly turned around: "Mr. Bo, you ask!"

Putting his slender index and middle fingers on his temples, Bao Siheng said slowly, "Tell me...how can you make a woman who deliberately avoids you talk to you?"

"..."

Jiang Cong's face was covered with black lines.

A woman again?

Mr. President, we just lost such a large sum of money because of a woman and haven't made it back yet. Can you just stop and stop?
"I don't know, I don't understand, I don't have enough experience in this area!"

Jiang Cong killed him with one bite, because he was afraid that the CEO would have any whims and waste his life and money.

Playboy dare to tell him that he is inexperienced?

Bao Siheng looked up at him, his eyes were so cold that he seemed to freeze him, Jiang Cong couldn't help shivering, he could only pinch two fingers with a sneer, and deal with it bravely: "Ahaha... just a little experience..."