Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

Outside Zhang's house.

One big and one small looked at the direction the car was leaving.

Xiaoyu tugged at the corner of Zhang Yaonian's clothes, raised his head and whispered nervously: "Dad, does sister not like Xiaoyu?"

My sister didn't play with him.

Didn't you say that good friends will be together?

Zhang Yaonian looked down at the child in front of him, stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, and said with a gentle smile, "It's not that Aunt Ning doesn't like Xiaoyu." She just doesn't like herself.

Bo Youning drove the car and went straight back to the studio.

As the year approaches, there are more things in the studio.

She didn't have the time to think about Mrs. Zhang's attitude, nor did she have the time to care about what Zhang Yaonian thought of her.

The assistant stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Sister Ning, are you unhappy? You seem to be very unhappy recently."

Bo Youning looked at the assistant and smiled, "It's just that the work is too tiring, there's nothing to be unhappy about."

Naixin stepped forward and said, "After the new year, you will be one year older. Does Xiao Ning have a boy she likes?"

Hear long years old.

Bo Youning could only sigh silently.

That's right, she's going to be a year older again, and she's going to be thirty soon.

No wonder the family members are worried, no wonder people around are concerned.

The pressure brought by a woman's age seems to be no less than the trivial matters of married life.

She never thought about dying alone, but she never met anyone who wanted to marry.

"Aunt Xin, you are wrong to ask this way. If Sister Ning has a boy she likes, she doesn't have to be so happy every day. A woman who is nourished by love obviously smiles like a flower every day!"

The assistant said, making a cute expression towards Naixin.

Naixin couldn't help but jokingly said: "I see, I know that you are laughing like a sunflower."

The assistant just graduated from college, but has a boyfriend who has been talking about in college.

Listening to what they said, Bo Youning's mouth could not help but twitch slightly.

Yes, a woman who is in love smiles like a flower every day, but if she is like this, does it count as being in love?

Taking out the phone, I, Bo Youning, looked at the calm WeChat, and pursed my lips slightly.

It's been several days, and the messages I sent to him have not been answered yet.

Did she think too much, or did he not mean much to him, but because of his relationship with the Lu family, he took more care of her?

If so, did she really think too much?

By the time Bo Youning finished his work, it was already night.

As long as you get busy, people will naturally forget a lot of things, so you don't feel how sad the time is.

After coming out of the studio, snowflakes were falling outside.

The snow was not heavy, and it fell in small and small pieces, but in the thick night, this little bit of white snow became extremely bright.

The snowflakes fell to the ground and melted instantly.

It rarely snows in Jiangcheng, and it seems like it hasn't seen it for three or five years.

Bo Youning grabbed the coat on her body and couldn't help but quicken her pace.

The car was parked not far away. When she drove out, she saw roasted sweet potatoes parked by the side of the road.

On a snowy day, it really goes well with baked sweet potatoes.

After hesitating, Bo Youning stopped the car from the side of the road and hurried over to buy a piece.

Because parking was not allowed here, she had to put her things away in a hurry and drove home.

It was snowing in Jiangcheng for the first time in several years, and more people stayed there.

Many parents took their children out to watch the snow. Although the snowflakes fell to the ground and formed a wet patch, they still couldn't stop people's enthusiasm for watching the snow.

There were many pedestrians on the street, but she was the only person in the car.

She could obviously go back and live with Tong Shu and the others, but when the child grows up, she will be under pressure. Facing the expectations of her parents, what she wants more is to find a piece of peace that belongs to her.

Although the small room was a bit deserted, it was the only place where she had peace.

Bo Youning parked the car in the underground garage, holding the sweet potatoes she just bought in her arms.

The soft and scalding heat really warms the palms of people.

The elevator door opened, and she came out with her bag and sweet potatoes in her hands.

Looking up, when he saw the figure standing at the door, he froze in place.

I didn't even feel the hot sweet potato in my hand all of a sudden.

She stared blankly at the door of her house, and watched Rong Ye turn around with a gentle smile on her face.

"I didn't expect you to get off work so late, didn't you have dinner?"

Rong Ye said lightly, staring at the light in his deep black eyes.

The man was tall and tall, half leaning on the guardrail of the window at the door, his black cashmere coat fell between his knees, and he was hidden in the short corridor, blocking most of her door.

Bo Youning stared blankly at the man who suddenly appeared at her door.

Opening his lips, it seemed that he found his own voice after a while.

"You, why are you here?"

"Come back for the New Year."

Rong Ye replied indifferently, then walked forward and took the sweet potato from her hand.

Seeing that she was still standing there in a daze, she couldn't help asking: "Shall we stand at the door and talk?"

Only then did Bo Youning come to his senses, and hurried to pick up his bag.

Seeing this, Rong Ye couldn't help asking, "What are you looking for?"

"key."

Bo Youning replied hastily, looking at the ground with slightly lowered eyelids, not daring to look up at his appearance.

Rong Ye looked at the door, then at her and said, "Isn't this your home? If you forget the password, you can use your fingerprint."

This kind of door, the key should not be used often.

"Huh? I, I forgot."

Bo Youning replied, and hurriedly went to open the door with a blushing face.

Standing behind her, Rong Ye couldn't help laughing and said, "You don't think I'm the kind of pervert who follows women home in the middle of the night with evil intentions, right?"

If he didn't know that she was a simple person, he would really feel that she was welcoming him in and deliberately refused to open the door.

Listening to her words, Bo Youning's cheeks were already flushed.

He lowered his head and whispered: "Of course not, I just forgot the password for a while."

Otherwise, why has she lost three times in a row, why hasn't she lost yet?

Bo Youning was a little impatient, especially when she felt that Rong Ye was standing behind her, as if staring at her and smiling.

Even the exhaled breath seemed to faintly fall on the top of her hair.

She had the illusion that she was going to be burned, and she really wanted to turn around and run away.

This is her home, where can she go?

After entering the password a few times, it was still not correct, and she became irritable.

I don't know why, and I don't know if it's because he suddenly appeared at my door.

When Bo Youning was in a hurry, a big hand passed between her eyes, landed on the back of her hand, and held her palm.

With a light movement of her hand, the index finger landed on the fingerprint lock...

Ding~~ The door lock opens.

A man's deep voice came from behind, hitting her on the head slowly and gently: "The door is open!