After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

An Qian spent a lot of money today.

The money was far away from her two months ago, and she didn't even dare to think about it.

Zhang Wang followed them all the way, ran into the car when they couldn't take it down, and followed them after putting it in the car. In the end, An Qian was a little tired. She estimated that it cost seven or eight million today.

For a moment, she felt a little pleasure.

But not long.

When you close your eyes, you will think of Bao Xiangcheng's calm and ruthless black eyes, so rational, without any emotion.

There will be a long dull pain in her heart.

She also gave Dai Tian's address to the store, and the store will send the bags and clothes there.

The two of them had dinner outside, which was a high-end place that An Qian would never even glance at before.

In the afternoon, Mengxi's mother-in-law called.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

Aunt Li: "Haven't you come back yet? Tong Jundu came over from get off work. I made braised fish. It's time to come back for dinner."

Mengxi was stunned for a moment, and gripped her phone tightly. Ever since Tong Jun apologized to her and went back to work that day, she has been living in their previous house. Thinking about it, it's been a long time since I saw him.

During this time, she didn't look for him, and Tong Jun didn't look for her either.

The last conversation between the two on WeChat was twelve days ago.

Mengxi looked at the chat page several times in a daze, her heart sinking and sinking.

She doesn't know how to face Tong Jun now.

Li Tongjun was watching TV on the sofa, still holding an orange in his hand, stuffing it into his mouth one by one, when he heard his mother calling his wife as if he didn't hear it, Aunt Li came over with a pink elderly phone , put the phone to his ear, "Mengxi, Tong Jun is talking to you now."

As he spoke, he pinched his son's arm.

Li Tongjun frowned, touched his pinched arm, and with an orange in his mouth, he said casually, "Mengxi, I'm missing you, come back to eat fish."

Familiar with the voice that trembles to the bone, I have been moved by this voice countless times, from gentle, caring, and patient, to irritable, impatient, and roaring.

Mengxi took a deep breath, "I've already eaten, you can eat."

"Okay, hang up."

Li Tongjun hung up the phone, threw the elderly phone on the sofa next to him, and continued to eat oranges and watch TV.

"What's the matter? Did Mengxi say she was coming back?" Aunt Li picked up her mobile phone.

"She said she has already eaten, let's eat first."

Old man Li had already started eating with his chopsticks.

Aunt Li frowned, "Won't Mengxi still care about what happened last time?"

"How is it possible? It's been so long. She's not that kind of stingy woman." Li Tongjun waved his hand and started to eat with chopsticks.

Aunt Li hesitated to speak, and finally saw that her son and husband were eating well, she didn't want to, and started eating.

She smiled and said, "Son, does Mom cook delicious fish?"

Li Tongjun pouted and spat out the fishbone, and said, "Of course, Mom's cooking is much more delicious than Mengxi's."

Aunt Li picked up a large piece of fish for her son, "There are so many fish, you will only stay here for a few days, and it happens that you and Mengxi haven't seen each other for a while, so Mom is afraid that she will lose her heart with you."

Li Tongjun smiled, that smile was a little mocking.

"Mom, why are you always worried that she doesn't want me? Is your son that bad?" After a pause, he snorted, very proud, "You should worry that I don't want her first."

His career is now on the rise, because he is quick-witted and not bad at doing things. The manager is considering promoting him to be the team leader next month, and he will climb up step by step to become the general manager.

When he was in high school, he was still in class. Now his classmates are bald with beer bellies, and some of them can't find a job. What about him?The figure is still the same, the workplace is proud, the key point: more hair.

Li Tongjun is indeed proud.

Old man Li gave his son an appreciative look, "That's right, that's the way it should be. Don't go around like some people who have never seen a woman before, and make a fool of yourself."

Aunt Li tapped her son's head lightly, "What bastards are you talking about, live a good life, don't imitate those bastards for me."

Then, she noticed a red mark on her son's collarbone, "What are you? Are you really messing with wild women?"

Li Tongjun pulled his clothes to cover them, his face was a little uncomfortable, "Mom, I am also a normal young man."

Mengxi was pregnant, so he held back a lot. He could have sex with her in the next month, and he didn't care about her anymore. He really... couldn't talk.

"You bastard! Mengxi has to make trouble for you when she comes back." Aunt Li didn't blame her son much, but got up and went to Mengxi's room, took a bottle of liquid foundation, squeezed some on her index finger, and said fiercely: " Lift your head up and wipe it off for you."

Li Tongjun raised his head and neck in cooperation, and there was another red mark on the collarbone. Aunt Li cursed, "It's going to die, be careful if you do it, don't listen to advice if you don't beat me, right?"

Li Tongjun looked indifferent.

When Mengxi got home, she found Li Tongjun in pajamas, eating melon seeds and watching TV.

She paused for a moment, feeling as if she had passed away, and after a while, she walked over with the bag and several clothes that An Qian bought for her, "Tong Jun."

"Hmm." Li Tongjun looked from Mengxi's head to his feet, and frowned almost imperceptibly.

Ugly, dirt.

He found that the girls from the countryside were really different from the girls who grew up in the city.

He also came from the countryside, but now he sees the scenery farther and farther away. He follows the boss to discuss business, and the places he goes in and out are more and more high-end and luxurious. When he wears an expensive suit, he feels that he is far away from Mengxi who stayed in the same place. Farther and farther away.

After Mengxi said hello, she was sad to find that Tongjun had nothing else to say. She stood for a while, then went back to her room to put away her bags and clothes, and went to take a shower.

At night, Tong Jun slept in the same bed with her.

The two stood back to back without saying a word.

Mengxi looked at the dark ceiling, her eyes were wide open, she couldn't sleep for a long time, she couldn't help but shed tears when she thought of the sweetness of the two in the past, Li Tongjun's snoring could be heard next to her ears, she felt a sense of sadness in her heart.

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Zhang Wang ran upstairs twice before finishing what An Qian bought today.

At the end of the day, his heart was already numb, and he felt that the clothes in his hand were not money, but a pile of cloth.

An Qian deliberately put the things she bought on the sofa and on the table, and wanted Bo Xiangcheng to see how much she spent today when she came back from get off work.

Bo Xiangcheng got off work and saw that the room was full of exquisite boxes and bags, but An Qian was not in the living room.

Hearing that a woman is in a bad mood and just go shopping, he thought, An Qian should be the same, right?

An Qian came out in fluffy pink pajamas, and when she saw a man in a black formal suit in the living room, with a dignified and cool demeanor, she paused for a moment. She saw him only this morning, but she felt like she hadn't seen him for a long time.

Bo Xiangcheng took the initiative to say hello: "Good evening."

An Qian replied lightly: "Good evening."

"Have a good time today?" Bo Xiangcheng looked at the pile of clothes and bags, and tentatively asked.

An Qian hooked her lips lightly, "Well, I'm happy, it cost almost 1000 million."

Even if it's the Bo family, An Qian thinks that if she is so flamboyant, Bo Xiangcheng will...

"Good, keep it up."

An Qian was stunned.

Bo Xiangcheng slightly hooked his lips, "Isn't it good that a thousand pieces of gold can make you happy?"

An Qian pursed her lips, feeling a little weak.

"Aren't you going to take these back to your room?" Bo Xiangcheng paused, thought for a while, as if he understood, "You should take them out."

As he said that, he started to unpack the box, and he took out one after another exquisite and beautiful bags, in all colors, and he arranged them neatly on the sofa from high to low, from fat to thin.

Bo Xiangcheng looked at those bags of different sizes, some of them were even like a bucket, and wasn't that a bamboo basket?

Women, just like these?

He didn't understand, but he just supported silently.

"The clothes are not troublesome, you take them and put them away. I'm taking a shower."

An Qian's eyes were light, and she nodded slightly.

Then there was the sound of the master bedroom door being closed behind him, as if to keep her out.

She took a deep breath, feeling a little tight in her chest.