She concealed her pregnancy and divorced, and the president looked all over the world

Remarried?

Gu Nian thought about being alone for the rest of her life, or finding another man to marry, but she never thought about remarrying.

This is simply the absurdity of the absurd.

Of course, Gu Nian is also very smart, and directly put the problem on Bo Muchen, "It's not me who wants a divorce, it's Bo Muchen who wants a divorce. He only has Yan Moqing in his heart. I can't spend my whole life with a man who doesn't have me in his heart." Well, it's better to just let go and let him be with the person he likes."

As Gu Nian said, he pinched himself secretly, his eyes gleamed with crystal light, and then a few tears fell from them.

Mr. Bo frowned, feeling very distressed, "Good boy, don't cry, this brat is really promising, I will definitely make him turn back!"

He looked at the housekeeper Lao Ji next to him, "Go and call that brat Bo Muchen over!"

Gu Nian shook his head, "Forget it, forget it, you can't force things like feelings, and grandpa don't force him, just take it as my fault."

Mr. Bo rapped his cane heavily, "Look, what a good boy you are, I will never wrong you! Go and call that brat Bo Muchen over."

Gu Nian spread her hands in her heart, she had tried her best, it was Mr. Bo who wanted to settle accounts with Bo Muchen, it was not her who started the war.

Bo Muchen was quickly called over, and Mr. Bo said directly, "Kneel down!"

When Gu Nian heard this, he quickly stopped him, "Grandpa Bo, you can't kneel down, can you stop him from kneeling?"

If Bo Muchen knelt down because of her, with this man's temper, he must hold grudges, and when the time comes, won't it be on her?

Old Man Bo knocked on his crutches again, and stared at Bo Muchen, "Look, look at how good the wife Grandpa found for you, she wouldn't even let you kneel down, but what have you done, this wicked grandson!"

Bo Muchen glanced at Gu Nian, and said lightly, "Divorced."

"You're still justified!" Mr. Bo raised his crutch and knocked it on Bo Muchen's shoulder.

The dull sound made Gu Nian feel pain, but Mr. Bo moved so fast that she couldn't stop it at all.

Bo Muchen is also a stubborn person, his waist is still straight, he even looked at old man Bo and said: "I already said at the birthday banquet that I will get married soon, don't say any more."

"If Niannian remarries, I agree, but everyone else, don't even think about it!"

Bo Muchen pulled the corner of his lower lip, looked at Gu Nian, "Remarried?"

Gu Nian immediately said: "Grandpa Bo, it's really impossible to remarry. I don't have any feelings for Bo Muchen now, and he treats me the same..."

It's just the physical sensation, that doesn't count.

Mr. Bo glared at the two young men, and slammed his crutches, "You two, you must drive me to death, right! My Bo family has never had such a nonsense marriage offspring!"

Bo Muchen said lightly: "Now there are."

Mr. Bo held his heart and breathed heavily, and shouted to Lao Ji next to him, "Hurry up, get me the medicine, these two people are really mad at me."

Bo Muchen's complexion didn't change at all: "Don't pretend, you recovered very well abroad, and now your body is as strong as a cow."

Gu Nian almost couldn't hold back her laughter, but she could also see that Mr. Bo is in good health now, with a rosy complexion, otherwise Bo Muchen wouldn't dare to be so angry with him.

It is estimated that Bo Muchen told him the news after knowing that Mr. Bo was recovering well.

Seeing that this was useless, Mr. Bo stood up, picked up his crutches and braced himself, "Stinky boy, I will tell you directly that I will not allow anyone other than Nian Nian to enter the door. Don't even think about that Yan Moqing." ! And that painting, throw it away!"

The last sentence was for Lao Ji.

Gu Nian thought that Yan Moqing was going to achieve a good result, but he didn't expect the old man to be so disgusted, so disgusted that he even refused such a precious painting.

"Clap."

Not far away there was a sudden sound of something falling to the ground, Gu Nian looked over and saw Yan Moqing standing there with a pale face, her bag was on the ground, it was still a limited edition.

The others also looked over, Yan Moqing's eyes quickly filled with tears, big tears fell down, she covered her face with one hand, picked up the bag on the ground with the other hand, turned and ran away.

Gu Nian clicked his tongue, Yan Moqing is awesome, she can't even cry.

The appearance of picking up the bag and running while crying is quite beautiful.

Bo Muchen's brows tightened suddenly, and he was about to catch up with him when he walked over. Mr. Bo said angrily, "Don't chase me! Come back!"

"That painting was sent by Gu Nian." Bo Muchen said, "Mo Qing just conveyed it on her behalf."

Gu Nian was taken aback, what did he say this for?

Old Man Bo also paused, his expression turned slightly better, "Then why didn't you say it earlier? I still like that painting very much."

He hurriedly looked at Lao Ji, "There is no need to throw away that painting."

"Yes." Lao Ji nodded, whoever threw away that ancient painting felt sorry for him.

"Moqing is naughty and in poor health, so don't argue with her."

After leaving these words, Bo Muchen has already strode to catch up.

Old Man Bo rolled his eyes, and told the people next to him, "Go and pay close attention, don't let that woman take my grandson's heart away."

Then he told Lao Ji, "Bring that painting back, I want to take a good look at it again, I didn't look at it carefully at the banquet just now."

A group of people in the hall were ordered around by Mr. Bo, and only Gu Nian was left in the end.

Gu Nian looked here and there, thinking about how to leave.

Mr. Bo looked at her with a smile, "Nian Nian, you still understand me, and you specially found such a precious painting. You really are the most filial."

Gu Nian coughed twice, "Well... Actually, I really didn't prepare this painting specially."

She just knew that old man Bo would like it, so she took it out to Bo Muchen to borrow flowers to present to Buddha.

Old Man Bo shook his head, smiling all over his face, "You don't need to tell me, I know all about it."

Gu Nian: "..." Know what?Have you misunderstood something?

He glanced outside, it was already dark.

"It's getting late tonight, so you can stay in the old house for a day." Mr. Bo said.