Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

Emerald Sculpture...

The corner of Bo Chenchuan's mouth twitched, "It's not something valuable, so don't give it away."

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips, "Then you should just lend it to me. Anyway, you are not short of money, right?"

Her tone was soft, and to Bo Chenchuan's ears, she was acting like a baby.

A look of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and he stuffed the secondary card into her palm, "Take it, remember to return it to me."

Jiang Yuan smiled and rolled her eyes, "Okay!"

Then drive to Royal Hotel.

The city is prosperous, brightly lit and dazzling.

As night fell and the lights came on, the banquet hall of the Dorsett Hotel was full of guests.

Bo Chenchuan stepped into the banquet hall, his handsome and straight body caused a burst of exclamation.

He is the most watched young master in Jiangcheng, personable, heroic and charming.

No matter where he went, there were countless women sneaking glances at him.

However, Bo Chenchuan turned a deaf ear to it, and went straight to the protagonist of tonight, that is, his grandma.

The old lady was sitting on a chair, chatting with several ladies, when she saw her grandson approaching, she immediately showed a kind smile and beckoned him to come over.

Bo Chenchuan walked over and sat down next to grandma.

He glanced at Jiang Yuan who was standing aside, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Who is this?"

Jiang Yuan smiled at him and greeted him politely: "Hello, Auntie. My surname is Jiang and my first name is Yuan."

The old lady Bo looked at her carefully, and said with a smile, "What a good name."

Jiang Yuan smiled and asked modestly: "It's just as long as you like it."

Bo Chenchuan glanced at her, then his eyes fell on the dishes on the table.

Tonight is the old lady's 70th birthday. According to the tradition, when eating, one should sing the birthday song first, implying a long life.

The Bo family gathered together.

The old man, the old lady, Bo's father and mother, Bo Chenchuan's younger brother Bo Yanyang, his second aunt and nephew, and a young man who was about the same age as Bo Chenchuan and wore glasses.

In addition to these people, there are also some friends in the business world.

The family atmosphere of the Bo family is extremely warm and harmonious.

The old lady Bo took Jiang Yuan's hand and asked her to sit beside her, her eyes were tightly glued to Jiang Yuan's body, the more she looked at it, the happier she became.

"This girl looks so juicy. It's the first time I've seen a little girl with such a logo, no wonder A Yan insisted on bringing it here to show me." Old Madam Bo was so happy that she could not close her mouth from ear to ear.

Jiang Yuan's cheeks were rosy, and she called obediently, "Hello, Auntie."

The old lady Bo nodded again and again, "Oh, such a sensible child, no wonder we Ah Yan like it."

She took Jiang Yuan's hand, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became.

At this time, the waiter came in with cakes and drinks.

The old lady Bo said with a smile: "Girl Yuan, today I specially ordered the kitchen to cook chicken soup for you to nourish your blood. Drink some."

After finishing speaking, he instructed the waiter to bring over the chicken soup.

The chicken soup was very mellow and rich, and Jiang Yuan swallowed instinctively.

She glanced at the man beside her, saw that he was calm and didn't stop him, so she reached out to take the porcelain bowl.

The old lady Bo was very satisfied and entertained the others for dinner.

During the meal, Mrs. Bo picked up vegetables for Jiang Yuan from time to time and told her to eat slowly.

Bo Kangyong saw it, and frowned, "Mom, Yuanyuan is still pregnant, don't let her eat too greasy food."

As soon as he finished speaking, he met Jiang Yuan's warning glance.

Bo Kang coughed awkwardly.

The degree of eccentricity of his old lady has gone beyond his cognition.

She squeezed out a little smile and looked at Jiang Yuan, "Yuan Yuan, you are pregnant, your appetite must have deteriorated, so just tell Dad what you want to eat, Dad will ask the chef to make it for you, you know?"

Jiang Yuan: "Thank you dad, I don't have anything to eat."

"It's okay, tell me what you want to eat."

"it is good."

Jiang Yuan lowered her head to drink the chicken soup, looked at her nose, nose, and heart, showing the appearance of a good baby.

Bo Kangyong heaved a sigh of relief, such a well-behaved and sensible daughter-in-law didn't hurt her in vain.

But who would have guessed——

"Dad, I have a suggestion." Jiang Yuan raised her head and looked at Bo Kangyong, "Mom cooks so much chicken soup every day, you can't finish it, so why not share it with the servants, so that they can also increase their nutrition."

Bo Kangyong was stunned, "..."

He really wanted to share the chicken soup with his servants.But he didn't mention it!

Moreover, with so much chicken soup, how can there be enough points?

Bo Kang watched Jiang Yuan silently.

Jiang Yuan winked at him, and continued to persuade: "Mom's cooking is so good, you don't waste it. Besides, you have worked so hard to help people improve their meals, they should be grateful to you."

Bo Kang was speechless after being told by her.

It was indeed because he was in a bad mood, so he didn't think carefully, he just cared about his wife's hard work, and forgot about it.

The old lady Bo was very happy, and said in agreement: "Girl Yuan is right! My craftsmanship is so good. If you don't cherish it, who will you leave it to? Look at the dishes on this table. I prepared them myself. I can’t even bear to eat it. It’s too violent to waste such a good craftsmanship of mine!”

Bo Kangyong: "..."

"Come on, girl Yuan, try it while it's hot." The old lady urged.

Jiang Yuan smiled, "Thank you Mom."

She scooped up a spoonful of chicken, blew it gently, and tasted it in small sips.

The old lady Bo looked at her with a smile, "How is it? Is it good?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, "It's delicious."

The old lady Bo was even happier.

Jiang Yuan strikes while the iron is hot again: "Dad, what's my suggestion?"

Looking at Jiang Yuan's big clear eyes, Bo Kangyong agreed in a strange way, "...Okay, I'll listen to you."

In this case, what can he do if he disagrees?

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Well, I'll trouble you then."

"No trouble."

Bo Kang was so aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it, so he could only agree to her with a forced face and a smile.

Looking at this scene, the old lady couldn't help laughing out loud: "My family's bad temper has to be cured by Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan ignores him, he is just a knife mouth and a bean curd heart."

"Mom is right." Jiang Yuan smiled in agreement and continued to eat with her head down.

Bo Chenchuan sat on the side, watching their interaction with a trace of coldness in his eyes.

He lowered his eyes to cover up the sarcasm and coldness in his eyes, and turned to the old lady and said, "Grandma, you see that my legs and feet are inconvenient. If there is a need later, please bear with me."

The old lady Bo hurriedly said, "What are you talking about? Of course, you have to give orders on such occasions."

Jiang Yuan tightened her fingertips holding the chopsticks, she raised her eyes and looked at Bo Chenchuan.

The man's facial features are exquisite, with deep contours, sharp lines, sharp edges and corners, exuding a noble and alienated atmosphere.

He was wearing a black shirt with two buttons undone at the neckline, and the sleeves rolled up to the elbows, exposing his strong arms. He exuded an indifferent temperament, like a lonely and arrogant king isolated from the world, noble, elegant, ascetic, and aloof.

Jiang Yuan stared at him, and suddenly felt familiar in him.

A familiar handsome face flashed in his mind, overlapping with his face at this time.

Jiang Yuan shook her head violently, trying to get this face out of her head.

Bo Chenchuan noticed her abnormality, frowned slightly, and there was a look of doubt in his eyes.

What's up with her?

"Dad, Mom, I'm full." Jiang Yuan put down her chopsticks.

She is not a pretentious person, she does not like to put on a show, and when she is full, she directly finds an excuse to leave the table.

Jiang Yuan left the restaurant, went to the garden to breathe, stood there for a long while, and did not return to the house until her stomach was growling with hunger.

She was walking forward when she bumped into a strong and straight chest head-on.

Jiang Yuan was startled, and looked up at the other party, "Sorry, I didn't see the way."

Bo Chenchuan looked down at her condescendingly, a hint of surprise flashed in his dark and deep eyes.

This woman actually took the initiative to approach him?