After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

Bo Xiangcheng stared at her for a while, his thin lips suddenly tightened a little, and then he opened his lips and asked, "Who bullied you?"

An Qian pulled her lips, but didn't speak yet.

Suddenly, a woman in a red tube top dress came over with a smile, "Hi Mr. Bo, I just recorded something about Mrs. Bo, do you want to listen to it?"

Bo Xiangcheng's eyes darkened slightly, "What is it?"

This woman looked like she was in her early 30s. An Qian looked at it and remembered, isn't this the woman sitting in front of her just now?The smooth and shiny straight hair is very beautiful, and she stared at it for a while, considering whether to straighten it too.

She recorded something?

Could it be... She recorded the conversation between her and Fu Qing, right?

An Qian was a little surprised, did this woman have any trouble with Fu Qing?She knows that there are many tricks in the trap, so this is too fast.

Thinking this way, she tapped her phone a few times and handed it to Bo Xiangcheng, "I'm not afraid of making fun of you. It doesn't sound good when I say it, but I don't care about it. Fu Qing has repeatedly embarrassed me and looked down upon me." Don't blame me for my identity~" As she spoke, she shrugged innocently, a little naughty and cute.

There was no one in the two rows behind, so Bo Xiangcheng glanced at her and turned on the recording.

The volume of the mobile phone is very loud, and the background sound coming out is a bit noisy, but it does not hinder the conversation between two familiar voices.

[Are you wearing this suit?Is the Bo family short of your pocket money? ]

The high-ranking voice was full of disdain and arrogance, and the tail fluttered up slightly, which was a careless sense of superiority.

[Is it related to you? ]

A clean and cool voice answered.

It was An Qian's voice. Bo Xiangcheng's face darkened, and a burst of anger surged up. He glanced at his wife and asked coldly, "Is that how she talks to you?"

The recording is still going on [Suggest you hire a follower stylist, if you don’t know what to wear on what occasion, let someone teach you. ]

"Hold!"

Bo Xiangcheng's face was completely ugly, his chest heaved violently, and his long and narrow eyes became fierce.

[Am I meddling in my own business?If Xiang Cheng doesn't tell you, do you really think there's nothing wrong?It doesn't matter if you are not afraid of losing face, but if you stand next to him, you will lose his face. If you don't know what circle to play, you will get in it and make people laugh. ]

[You are just relying on luck, what are you crazy about!You are nothing without him!You don't even have the right to stand here! ]

An Qian listened quietly, with little expression on her face and slightly pursed lips.

Bo Xiangcheng took a deep breath, and slowly eased the anger that was about to explode in his chest. If the voice wasn't so familiar, he would never have imagined that it was Fu Qing who said those words.

He and An Qian got together by mistake, even if the misunderstanding had not been resolved at the beginning, the gang of brothers didn't scold An Qian a few words, and advised him to live a good life with An Qian.

So he thought that his friends all blessed him and An Qian, and respected An Qian.

Especially in the [Nightingale] bar the night before, can't his attitude explain anything?Everyone knows that he likes An Qian.

Fu Qing was there at the time.

The person he likes, his wife, is this how Fu Qing treats him?

"Thank you." Because of his anger, his voice was a little hoarse, and after returning the phone to the woman in red, the woman left with a smile.

Bo Xiangcheng looked at An Qian's silent appearance.

Suddenly very distressed.

In a place he didn't see, she was being wronged like this.

No wonder she didn't like Fu Qing.

Whoever likes this fucking will be a ghost.

Bo Xiangcheng felt like his chest was going to explode with anger, Fu Qing is an idiot, right?There are also two faces.

Brothers don't want to do this attitude towards her wife, do they?

"An Qian." He held the woman's thin shoulders, "Don't listen to this idiot Fu Qing's nonsense, you look beautiful in this dress, it's not shameful."

An Qian raised her eyes, her almond eyes were big and round, and she looked at him silently.

Bo Xiangcheng felt short of breath, a little nervous for no reason, his heart beat faster, and he looked sideways in a bit of embarrassment, not looking at her.

"You are Mrs. Bo, remember, wherever you appear, you are always admired by others. You...you are beautiful, really, there is no more beautiful woman than you, I...I have no demands on you, don't care about my face , it's your right to wear what you want."

As Bo Xiangcheng was talking, his voice suddenly became serious, "It's too revealing."

An Qian didn't expect Bo Xiangcheng to say so much, and she felt a little uncomfortable for a while. There is no woman more beautiful than her. How could she feel that such straightforward words came from the most unlikely mouth? This scene is like being confessed by someone else.

But this is Bo Xiangcheng.

How could he confess to her?

She bit her lip, but before she could speak, Bo Xiangcheng let go of her shoulders, coughed a little stiffly, and said in a low voice, "Wait for me here, don't run around, I'll be back soon."

An Qian lowered her eyes and didn't look at him. She tried her best to wake herself up and not get caught up in it.

As soon as Bo Xiangcheng left An Qian, his face became cold.

He strode over to the seat just now. Fu Qing was playing with his phone with his head down, and Bo Xiangcheng said expressionlessly, "Come here."

Fu Qing was taken aback, then looked up and saw Bo Xiangcheng's back.

She got up silently and followed.

Xie Jiabo Xiangcheng was fairly familiar with him, he turned around and came to an empty fountain.

"Xiang Cheng, you..."

Snapped--

Fu Qing covered his face, his eyes widened, and he looked at the man in front of him in disbelief, "You...what do you mean!"

Bo Xiangcheng had a gloomy face, "Why didn't I realize that you deserve such a beating? An Qian is my wife, I like An Qian, you should have a good fucking attitude! Why are you pretending to be noble in front of her? Is it disgusting? .”

"You just believe what she says, right? Anyway, you now have a wife and no friends like us."

"It's because you don't have enough connections, idiot, someone recorded it." Bao Xiangcheng sneered, "What kind of friend is not a friend, Xie Yan Lu Qi and the others know to respect my wife, why are you special? Then I would rather have a friend like you don't want."

"Who recorded it? Recorded what?" Hearing the word "recorded", Fu Qing visibly panicked for a moment, then listened to Bo Xiangcheng's last words, took a deep breath, and said, "No matter what, you can't hit me , hit a woman, are you fucking embarrassed?"

"Are you a woman?" Bo Xiangcheng said indifferently, "I never regarded you as a woman."

Fu Qing was trembling with anger, but her heart felt sad, "Where is my whole body not a woman?! I'm wearing a skirt now!"

"Who cares what you wear? It's equally ugly. Don't tell An Qian what to do, stay away from her. Don't talk about friends and brothers, you have two faces, forget it."

After Bo Xiangcheng finished speaking, he turned and left.

"What do you mean? Don't let our friends do it too? Just because you said a few words to her?"

Bo Xiangcheng stopped in his tracks without looking back, "A real friend respects my wife, obviously you don't."

It's true that she and Fu Qing have known each other for so many years, but she looks down on An Qian, so she doesn't need this friend.

Fu Qing was really flustered now, "I, I'm not, I..."

Bo Xiangcheng had strode away to find An Qian.

He can't even respect his wife, and puts on a high profile, what kind of fucking friend is this?He doesn't care about his brothers posing to others, but if they do this to An Qian, then no matter who it is, this brother should not do it.