Divorce contract: President please sign

Chapter 384

Hearing Mo Changan's words, Shen Boyan laughed helplessly. It turned out that she classified her previous words into the same category as these boring assumptions.

He simply put his arms around her and lay on the bed together, "I'll sleep for a while, and you can lie down with me for a while too."

Mo Chang'an didn't make a sound, just nestled quietly in his arms, feeling...he was so hot, his body temperature was too high, it was really hot.

I just felt that his breathing was gradually calming down, and the arms that had been holding her so tightly were gradually loosening up a bit.

She got out of bed lightly, tucked the quilt up for him, checked the drip speed again, then turned off the air conditioner and walked out.

I'm already taking antipyretics, and I should be able to reduce the fever by sweating again.

Before Mo Changan walked out, he glanced at the man sleeping on the bed, and couldn't help but smile, then closed the bedroom door, and went to the kitchen to watch Aunt Chen cook.

I don't know if it's because of the fever, but Shen Boyan, who usually sleeps and rarely dreams, is stuck in a tossing dream at this moment.

In the dream, I was still very young, seven or eight years old, standing in front of the coffin in a small black suit.

In the dream, his mother, Yin Qingmu, was crying like a tearful person, while his grandfather had an indifferent face from the beginning to the end, without saying a word.

In the dream, the whispering voices of the guests who came to condolences are so vivid.

"So what's the use of saying that the Shen family's great achievements are great? A person is just a pile of ashes after death."

"Hey, you don't know. I heard that Shen Xun's car exploded and caught fire in this car accident. When it was time to put out the fire, the car was burnt to nothing. Shen Xun was burned into a ball and I don't know what it is. It's just... ..."

"What's the use of money, it's just a possession..."

Even though it happened 20 years ago, in the dream, it was still so clear, even what those people said at that time was so clear.

At that time, I obviously didn't feel that there was anything wrong, but now that I think about it, many things are very clear.

"Oh, but Shen Xun can be regarded as an unfilial son of the Shen family. His usual style is so bad, and he is a famous playboy. Now it is no wonder that Shen Lao is sending a white-haired man to a black-haired man. Shen Lao even shed a tear Not at all, I must have been disappointed and given up."

Shen Boyan frowned even in his sleep, and he didn't know how long he had slept.

After Aunt Chen finished eating, Mo Changan walked into the room, and all he saw was his brows wrinkled with sweat profusely.

He stretched out his hand and touched his forehead lightly. Sure enough, the fever had subsided, and the needle was almost done, so Mo Changan gently tore off the adhesive tape on the back of his hand, and pulled out the needle lightly.

The slight pain when pressing the pinhole woke Shen Boyan up, opened his eyes, and looked at Mo Changan, his brows still frowning slightly.

Her voice became even hoarse, and her voice was almost unhearable, "What time is it?"

"It's getting late, and your fever has finally subsided. I put water in the bathroom for you. You can get up and take a hot bath, and then you can go out to eat. Aunt Chen cooked a lot of light side dishes and rice porridge."

Mo Changan stretched out his hand to help him get up, and Shen Boyan sat up straight, with his back straight, and once the fever subsided, he lost his previous weak state, and was as tall and straight as before.

I walked into the bathroom with my mobile phone, and saw that a tub of hot water in the jacuzzi had been placed.

The clothes on his body were completely soaked in sweat. After taking them off and entering the bathtub, he felt that the discomfort all over his body was completely relieved.

After a long sigh, he waved away the oppressive feeling in the previous dream.

He took the phone, swiped the screen, and dialed the previous number directly.

After picking it up, Bai Ye's voice was on the other end, "What? Can't stand it anymore? You called me so soon to ask what happened?"

Listening to the smile in his voice, Shen Boyan was not in the mood to say anything to him, "Let him listen to the phone."

The "him" in his mouth refers to Zhuo Zhaoran.

Bai Ye smiled softly twice, and his voice was a little farther away, as if he handed over the phone, "Dad, I'm looking for you."

Zhuo Zhaoran took the phone, glanced at the number on the screen, and put it close to his ear, "It's me."

"I want to meet with you."

Shen Boyan said what he meant directly, and Zhuo Zhaoran said after a moment of silence, "In the short term, we should not meet again. Shen Changgong already knows that I am still alive today. If you meet me, it will not be very good. Boyan , you can live your life well."

After all, Zhuo Zhaoran still cared about his son. In sum, he owed him the most, for letting him live through such a childhood and experience his father's death without knowing the truth.

Growing up under the coercion of elders like Shen Changgong, it would be nice if he could remain calm like this all the time, but now that he appeared, he subverted all his cognition.

Indeed, Shen Boyan was the one who was most sorry.

"I don't care. You don't have to think about me. You haven't thought about me for 20 years. You don't have to think about me now. I want to know the truth of everything. You owe me an explanation. A truth. I have the right to know this. I was seven years old when you left, and I may not be able to bear anything, but now I am 28. No matter what the truth is, I can bear it. So, make an appointment."

Shen Boyan said everything he wanted to say. In fact, he had been brewing these words for a while.After speaking, wait for the answer from the other end.

Zhuo Zhaoran sighed softly, "Since you are so persistent, let's meet up. Let's make an appointment again. I don't have much time in the near future."

Shen Boyan responded, "Okay, then you can contact me anytime when you are free. Goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone. After hanging up the phone, Shen Boyan let out a long sigh of relief. He casually copied the phone aside and nestled comfortably in the hot water.

For some reason, he was instantly relieved. Compared with the previous guesses, he was more comfortable now, and his heart was also very comfortable. No matter what the truth he was about to know, as long as it was the truth, he could accept it.

And it's much easier than guessing all kinds of possibilities in my heart all the time.

Mo Changan stood at the door and knocked lightly, and said in a low voice, "Should I eat in the restaurant or in the bedroom? Do you want me to ask Aunt Chen to bring it in?"

The corners of Shen Boyan's lips twitched, and he smiled wickedly, "Come in."

Hearing this, Mo Changan frowned, and turned the bathroom door. As soon as he walked in, he saw the man in the bathtub and stood up.

It just appeared in her field of vision naked.

Mo Changan was stunned, and could not help swallowing.No matter how many times I watch it, I still feel that...the figure is really good.

Noticing the dazed look in her eyes, Shen Boyan smiled even more, and became even more sinister. He reached out and beckoned to her, "If you have seen enough, pass me the towel. If you haven't seen enough, you can Keep looking, it doesn't matter if you get closer."