Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

Chapter 142 Going back to Bo's house to have a baby?

So early in the morning, Zhang's mother hurried in and out, and made them a hearty breakfast.

All of them are the same color as Xiang, which immediately reduces the appetite.

Wen Ranran was lying deepest in the gun, she glanced at the breakfast table and threw up.

Wen Qianqian was not much better, seeing those chocolates folded in the shape of poop, her mind was full of the poop fountain in her dear good sister's room yesterday.

vomit--

Gorgeous spit.

One morning, they didn't eat anything, and instead vomited.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Sheng Nuan came downstairs with a smile.

Wen Ranran glared at her, trying to figure out who did it with his toes.

She glanced back at Wen Qianqian.

On weekdays, this kind of dog-eat-dog thing is done by her, and it is enough for her to be responsible and quietly be a big lady.

But today, for some reason, Wen Qianqian looked like she couldn't get her order, and just stood aside foolishly.

She frowned.

Qianqian, what's wrong?
Sheng Nuan took in all the eyes between the two of them.

Ha ha.

It's really wonderful.

It is very useful to continue what I said yesterday, and the cracks appeared so quickly?

Emma.

This plot is like a roller coaster, so fast, so fast, then will we be able to see their sisters tearing up right away?

"Mmm, it's delicious." She took a big bite out of the chocolate cake, making it look delicious.

Wen Ranran lost his appetite at all, so he started to complain.

"I'm stuffed."

Zhang's mother shouted deliberately: "Miss Ran Ran, don't you want to eat some? I heard that if you don't eat breakfast, it will be bad for your stomach and you will have bad breath! You just fell into the cesspit yesterday. If you have bad breath now, it's not bad for your body. Smelly?"

puff.

Sheng Nuan almost sprayed the cake.

When Mama Zhang opened her mouth, she could poison a person to death.

Especially at this time when the scumbag father came down from upstairs, Zhang Ma took the opportunity to make a small report, still in a caring tone: "Oh my lord, you finally came down, Miss Ran Ran didn't eat breakfast again, you persuade her Well, it’s not good for your health to go on like this.”

"What? You don't want to eat?" Sheng Jiajun was a little annoyed, "It's not easy for the family to have time together, so they just left?"

This is still his favorite daughter, so she doesn't care about his heart at all?

"Dad, I'll accompany you to have breakfast." Sheng Nuan approached with a smile.

"you?"

"I'm your daughter too."

Sheng Nuan took a piece of cake with great enthusiasm: "This is delicious, sweet, and the sugar content is not very high, and it is better for your health."

Sheng Jiajun was a little stunned. In his impression, this daughter was withdrawn and eccentric, and she had low self-esteem, so she knew to lock herself in the room as a whole.

He was bored and didn't spend much time with her.

But looking at her now, her facial features are clear, her big eyes are like her mother's, and she is very cute.

He stroked her head.

A strand of hair brushed past, revealing the scar she covered up, and he suddenly felt a little distressed.

"Here, does it still hurt?"

Sheng Nuan said in his heart: "???"

Isn't this a typical scumbag quote?
Does it hurt?

It's been so long, isn't it nonsense to ask such a thing?

Speaking of which, these are also the tricks of your pillow, what a mistress.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Sheng Nuan pursed her lips, with a vivid expression of her daughter who was suddenly touched by her father's love, and she wanted to die.

"Good boy, I'll help you contact a plastic surgery doctor when I'm free, and ask if you can repair it here."

"Thank you dad, it's very kind of you."

While talking, he pretended to be moved to tears.

Oh, when Wen Meifang came down, she deliberately said: "Aunt Wen, I'm so happy today, my father said that he would help me contact a plastic surgeon to remove the scar on my face!"

The scar is not the point, and neither is the plastic surgeon. The point is that she, who hadn't cared about her for 800 years, suddenly cared about her.

This made Wen Meifang faintly alert.

"Really? That's great." The tone was neither salty nor weak.

Sheng Nuan took a bite of the bread, ah, pretending, obviously very angry, beware of something wrong.

She smiled and said, "Dad, I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Zhang Ma followed up: "Miss, what's the matter with you, are you going back to Bo's house to have a baby?"

"..."

Mrs. Zhang, do you think I am a breeding pig?

"I'm going to work."

Mama Zhang pulled her aside with a full face of hehe, and gave her a righteous education: "Miss, what are you thinking, what kind of work is not working, how can you give birth to inherit the wife?" Is your legacy important? If you miss this time, then..."

Barbara's, [-]-word eloquent speech.

Sheng Nuan was dripping with sweat, and listened to the whole process with a forced smile.

When I went out, I felt like I couldn't lift my feet up.

After finally coming to the company to take a breather, the friends told her that the company's funds are somewhat insufficient due to the increase of Fang Yingying's operations recently.

All of them are in the posture of reaching out for money.

"..."

Where can she ask for it?

"Young Madam, you can do it, right?" The friends smiled knowingly.

wipe.

You are trying to make trouble.

Sheng Nuan took a deep breath, and smiled dryly: "We'll talk about the funding at that time. I will definitely find a way. Now that Fan Yingying has joined the crew, what about Fu Zicong, do you have any good suggestions?"

They fell silent for a moment.

Fu Zicong, this is a taboo topic.

Because 10 minutes ago, they received a message from the big boss, the words were very elegant, but the content was simple and rude - anyone who dares to make him famous, I will have trouble with him!

"..."

How dare they.

Sheng Nuan: "???"

Why did they not respond after 1 minute?
Can't figure it out?

"Ahem, it's like this. I have a good idea. I just saw a new variety show on the way here. It's about singing competitions. This is very rare in the industry. I think it's especially suitable for Fu Zicong's development. Singing talent, if he is on this show, more people will realize his strength."

After finishing speaking, there was still silence.

Not only were they silent, but everyone lowered their heads.

???

what's the situation?
Could it be that she was right?

Just when Sheng Nuan was in a daze, a friend secretly took out his mobile phone and sent a message under the table——Big boss, how can your wife praise the adulterer?
Ding.

Bao Siyan received the message in a second and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

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