President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Song Ru Nian forced a smile guiltily, "If I give you time to prepare, you will hurt even more because of fear."

Smith: "..."

What he said was so reasonable that he couldn't refute it!

Smith had no choice but to resist the pain and stand up, moving his still weak body.

When it was almost time to leave, Song Runian did not rush to open the door of the private room.

She pointed the point of the dagger at herself, with the hilt toward Smith, and handed it to him.

"Mrs. Bo, what are you doing?" Smith asked puzzled.

Song Runian nodded slightly, "I'll pay you back once, and you can tie it back."

In this way, they will be evened out.

Those clear and lively apricot eyes were full of sincerity and seriousness, obviously not joking.

She was really willing to return that knife to Smith.

Seeing this, Smith couldn't help evoking a helpless and appreciative smile.

This Mrs. Bo is more open-minded and straightforward than he imagined!

"No need," Smith said, and pushed the dagger back, "I understand Mrs. Bo's good intentions, and the reason why you prescribed the medicine was just to find me as soon as possible."

This is kindness, and he should be grateful, not penny-pinching.

The two of them were talking, and then they left the private room.

Si Han was waiting not far away. He was leaning against the gray-white wall, with a half-burned cigarette between his left fingers, and the bluish-white mist rose straight up, lingering on his handsome face, blocking the The expression that was originally obscure.

"Si Han, we're done talking." Song Runian walked towards Si Han while talking.

But Si Han quickly put out the cigarette butt, with a faint smile on his face, "Well, it's almost time for dinner, there is a very good Thai restaurant nearby, let's go eat."

"I'm sorry, Si Han," Song Runian shook his head and refused, "I have to take Expert Smith away, I have something to do now, can I treat you to dinner another day?"

"You want to take him away?" Si Han raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

Smith quickly explained, "Mr. S like this, my wife Vivienne and son Xingxing have come to Xizhou, thanks to Mrs. Bo's help to take care of them, I settled them in the hotel. I'm going to visit now. "

After all, it was Si Han who fished him out of prison, and Smith respected and thanked him very much.

"Okay," Si Han readily agreed, "Then you guys go quickly, don't waste time, I can only go to this delicious lunch by myself!"

While speaking, he also made a regretful expression.

Song Runian promised again and again that he would treat Si Han to dinner next time, and then took Smith away.

As soon as he got in the car, Smith asked curiously, "Mrs. Bo, is this Mr. S your husband's brother?"

Smith was so curious about this question last night, but he didn't dare to ask, and has held back until now.

In his expectant eyes, Song Runian shook his head, "Of course not, my husband is the only child."

"Then why do the two of them look the same?" Smith looked puzzled.

why?

Song Runian really wanted to say that Si Han got Bo Sibai's face because of plastic surgery.

But if he said that, it seemed that Si Han had some ulterior motives.

She didn't want to speak ill of Si Han behind his back.

So Song Runian directly changed the topic, "Expert Smith, you should tell me first, where have you been these few days?"