After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

At twelve noon, An Qian was also a little hungry, she did not refuse Dai Tian's invitation, and got into the car together.

On the opposite side, the acting secretary rested his hands on the steering wheel, waiting for the red light, he looked out the window boredly, froze for a moment, pushed his glasses to make sure he saw correctly.

"Mr. Bo, isn't that the young mistress?"

Bo Xiangcheng was sitting in the back seat with his head slightly raised, his eyes revealing arrogance. He glanced out of the window and saw the woman opened the back door and bent over to sit on it.

That car was a white Volkswagen.

He looked back indifferently.

In the end, his deep voice lacked any warmth, "Call her Miss An."

The acting secretary nodded hurriedly: "Yes."

It seems that he really doesn't like Miss An, he doesn't even want to give her a title.

Jumping to the green light, while the secretary was driving on behalf of the secretary, he quickly took another look at the Volkswagen, and it had already driven away.

He slid the steering wheel, feeling a little familiar in his heart. Coincidentally, his brother-in-law also owns a Volkswagen, worth around two hundred thousand.

Bo Xiangcheng closed his eyes and fell asleep, he couldn't help but think, that woman wouldn't forget to wear her seat belt again, right?

Forget it, follow her.

After a while, he opened those dark and deep eyes, "Let Amin and his brothers follow closely."

That bumpkin is really worrying.

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An Qian didn't know that she got in the car and was seen by others. When she got in the car, she glanced at Zhao Dongfang who was driving in the driver's seat. Suddenly, the long narrow and cold eyes of the young master in the rearview mirror appeared in her mind. .

Oh, and wear your seat belts.

She pulled the seat belt and fastened it tightly.

Dai Tian sat in the co-pilot, "Qianqian, my sister treats you to a super delicious hot pot restaurant today. The average per capita is [-]. It is indeed a place to spend money. I will never forget it once I go there."

An Qian lost her voice: "How much per capita?! Is this gold hot pot or silver hot pot?"

She has never eaten such an expensive hot pot, and it hurts to eat a hot pot that costs [-] yuan per person. She always feels that the money is not as good as making it by herself, and the difference is not much worse.

"Sister Daitian, it's too expensive for you, forget it, go back to my place next time, and I'll cook it for you?"

For the three of them, it would cost thousands of dollars to eat a hot pot meal, which is too...

"Qianqian, you are too frugal, and you are too good at living. This person deserves to enjoy life. I will come back to your place next time. Come with me to eat delicious food today."

The business of the coffee shop is getting better and better now, and the couple also have a small deposit, and occasionally they spend such extravagance, and their small life is quite comfortable.

Zhao Dongfang, who was driving, also said, "Sister, you can eat boldly, don't be polite."

An Qian also knew that it would be bad to delay the atmosphere any longer, she chuckled lightly: "Then I'll have the cheek to eat."

If you have money in the future, please come back.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the place. Zhao Dongfang parked the car carefully, because there was a yellow Lamborghini supercar parked on the right, and he was afraid of bumping into it.

Dai Tian: "Don't panic husband, don't run into it."

After getting out of the car, Dai Tian took An Qian's hand and smacked his tongue: "In this high-consumption place, the cars parked are all high-end brands. The one on our right is a Lamborghini, the one on our left is a Porsche, and this one is a Mercedes. I remember more than 600 million, what the hell, is that Rolls-Royce over there..."

An Qian listened to friends talking, but she didn't know any of them.

When they entered the store, someone led them to their seats, and Dai Tian said that she had made reservations in advance.

The decoration of the store is not at all like the hot pot restaurant that An Qian usually eats. She seems to have traveled through ancient times. There are antique halls, mahogany pillars, carved windows, and a second floor. She looked up and saw carvings along the wooden walls. The flying dragon fence, the back of the person can be seen faintly.

"Don't look at the second floor. The average person on the second floor is [-]. It's a place where rich people go, and there are people singing there. Let's eat on the first floor, it's not bad."

An Qian nodded and sat down.

Holding a cup of unknown tea, he drank it in small sips. He thought it was quite delicious, and it was the second cup.

The second floor.

Gu Ning leaned back and rubbed the center of his brows, "My sister's foodie found this place, you can look forward to it."

Bo Xiangcheng turned his gaze to a certain direction on the first floor, and nodded to his friend.

Gu Ning recklessly poured a cup of tea and took a sip, "It's not kind, brother, why don't you tell your brothers that you are going to be a father?"

Bo Xiangcheng looked over indifferently, "Did your grandma chat with my grandma?"

"That's right, thanks to you, my grandma now introduces me to partners all day long. You are really my good brother." When it came to the last few words, he almost gritted his teeth.

"I give you this blessing, do you want it?" Bo Xiangcheng glanced coldly towards the window on the first floor, frowned, a little irritable, "I have lived for 29 years, and I have never been so passive. A bumpkin design that was ignored."

Gu Ning put down his glass in a hurry, and became a little interested: "I heard it's your housekeeper's daughter, right? Entered your room openly, amazing, so wild?"

"She has been to my house a few times, and she seems to have stared at me for a long time. I was too careless."

Gu Ning laughed unkindly.

"Is she pretty?"

Bo Xiangcheng pulled his lips, pressed the tip of his tongue against his back molars, and casually said, "Only that face can still be seen."

"If you can say that, then you are beautiful? Brother, you are not too bad. If a beautiful woman throws herself into your arms, you will follow her."

Bo Xiangcheng's gaze was as sharp as a knife, "Do you want to fight?"

Gu Ning smirked and waved his hands, "In a civilized society, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands."

The waiter pushed the trolley over and put the food on the table plate by plate. The food was carefully presented. The food was fresh and tender. Looking at it made people appetite. Gu Ning was also hungry, and his mouth was free. The big man ate in silence.

After eating half full, Gu Ning couldn't sit still anymore.

"The grandma in my ward found a suitable heart. As I told you before, her granddaughter hid in the corridor and cried every day. When she went to the ward, she pretended nothing happened. Today I heard from the nurse that she came to the hospital. I didn't Seeing her, I can only imagine how happy she is. I will have surgery in two months, and I hope everything goes well."

He picked up the tea and drank it with his head raised, as if he was drinking.

Bo Xiangcheng said lightly: "The ending is good, she probably won't cry in hiding."

Gu Ning smirked, a little weak in his smile, "I'll wait until I successfully complete the operation, I don't want to ruin the light in a girl's eyes."

"Since when have you been so hypocritical?"

"Mr. Bo, do you know what a doctor's benevolence is? I'm off to work."

Gu Ning left in a huff, and Bo Xiangcheng was almost finished eating. A waiter stepped forward to give him mouthwash at the right time. After rinsing, he threw a few red cards of Grandpa Mao on the waiter's tray.

Immediately, he couldn't help but look to the first floor. The woman didn't touch any meat. She ate the fruits and vegetables. The other woman should be her friend. She picked up a chopstick of fresh beef slices and scalded them.

She hesitated for a moment, stuffed it into her mouth foolishly, and then covered her mouth with a tissue and retched, and everyone around immediately looked over.

Stupid.

I've never seen such a shame.

If you don't eat it, you can refuse it. If the cub in your stomach inherits her, it will be hopeless.

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, strode downstairs, and walked to An Qian's table.