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

Jiang Yuan let go of him and looked up at him.

There was no wave in his eyes at this moment, and there was even indifference in his eyes, as if he didn't recognize himself at all.

Jiang Yuan bit her lip, "I will never mistake you. You are Bo Chenchuan. Your feet are limping just like him!"

The man looked at her calmly, without any emotion in his eyes, "My name is He Ze, not Bo Chenchuan. Miss, please respect yourself."

After he finished speaking, he pushed Jiang Yuan away and walked straight out. When he walked, his back and legs had returned to their normal appearance.

Jiang Yuan was left in the bathroom, stunned.

She clenched her fingers tightly, her nails digging into her flesh, and blood dripped down her slender fingers onto the snow-white skirt, blooming like a red plum.

Bo...Chenchuan.

He has a slender figure, a broad and majestic back, and his whole body exudes a strong and cold aura that is exactly the same as that mad dog.

Did she see it wrong?

But, how could it be so similar?

"Bo Chenchuan, I really miss you!"

She murmured to herself, tears welling up in her eyes, she slowly knelt down, buried her face in her knees, and sobbed.

I don't know how long I cried, my shoulders twitched slightly, and finally turned into endless sadness.

Song Jingnian held the champagne and frowned slightly as she looked at Jiang Yuan's lost look not far away.

He put down his wine glass and walked towards Jiang Yuan.

He squatted next to Jiang Yuan and raised his hand to stroke her soft long hair.

"What's wrong?" he asked softly.

"Song Jingnian, I seem to have... misjudged the person."

She looked up at Song Jingnian, her eyes red, "But... I really don't want to believe that I saw it wrong."

"Maybe I've been too tired recently, and that's why the problem occurred." Song Jingnian took Jiang Yuan into his arms, resting his chin on her forehead and comforting her gently.

She closed her eyes, and the glitter in the corner of her eyes fell to the clothes on his chest.

"I want to go back and don't want to participate in such activities again." She choked.

"Okay, I'll take you back."

"Ah."

Song Jingnian left the dinner with Jiang Yuan.

The two of them were on their way back in the car.

Jiang Yuan leaned on her seat and fell asleep, but the figure of Bo Chenchuan could not help but appear in her head.

"Chenchuan..." She called softly.

"Ah."

"Do you think if I had insisted on being with you, would we have had children now and lived a happy life?" Jiang Yuan sighed quietly.

She ignored the flash of hurt in Song Jingnian's eyes.

Song Jingnian did not answer, but his expression became very gloomy.

He just held her cold hand and said, "Yuan Yuan, we are very happy now."

happiness?

Jiang Yuan smiled bitterly, this happiness did not come from her.

She opened her eyes and looked at the scenery passing by outside the car window, with a sarcastic curve at the corner of her mouth.

She could never be with Bo Chenchuan again in this life. He was dead and gone forever.

Won't appear here again.

She repeated it over and over again.

again and again.

As I thought about it, I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Those few laughs were extremely mocking and pitiful.

Song Jingnian looked at her smile and felt dazzled.

The Chen family is now very luxurious and luxurious, and Jiang Yuan has changed from his usual appearance.

From the gate to the villa, the entire courtyard is a scene of blooming flowers, and the magnificent decoration makes people feel dizzy.

Entering the villa, anyone can be shocked by the luxury and luxury of the Chen family.

Whether it is furniture, decorations or artwork, every detail shows the wealth and taste of the owner.

The Chen family's housekeeper led Jiang Yuan into a spacious and bright living room. There was a gorgeous round table filled with various delicacies and flowers.

"Miss, why are you back? The master and his wife have been waiting for a long time." The housekeeper said diligently.

Jiang Yuan smiled faintly, walked over and sat down, "Sorry, I promised to come back to have dinner with my parents in the evening."

"It's okay, miss. Madam is cooking in the kitchen herself to prepare food for you."

Jiang Yuan raised her lips and smiled, lowered her head and sat on the chair slowly, "Then I'll wait to eat something delicious."

Hearing that she was about to eat, the housekeeper immediately responded happily, "Okay."

Not long after, the servants brought out the delicacies one after another.

All are Jiang Yuan’s favorite dishes.

She ate very elegantly, and her manners revealed her ladylike temperament.

In addition to Jiang Yuan, there were also Chen's parents at the dining table. "Yuan Yuan, why have you lost so much weight?" Mother Chen held her hand and asked with concern.

"Well, the company is busy with business and I'm a little tired." Jiang Yuan made an excuse casually. She didn't want her parents to worry.

She looked at her father.

Father Chen was seen drinking tea expressionlessly, as if he didn't notice her gaze at all.

"We will really feel sorry for you if you become so thin, Yuanyuan." Mother Chen said worriedly.

"Yes, Yuanyuan, you should work less in the future and go home early to rest." Father Chen said.

Jiang Yuan raised her lips and smiled, "Thank you, parents, for your concern. I will take care of myself. You two don't have to worry."

She smiled gently at them, that smile was pure and clean, as refreshing as the clear spring in the mountain stream.

Although she has a calm temperament and is humble and polite to others, she still has the arrogance of a noble daughter in her bones.

Even when facing her own parents, she always remained distant.

But because they haven't known each other for more than 20 years, there is still a distance, even though the Chen family's parents are much better than ordinary people.

But Jiang Yuan always felt like an outsider.

In the past two years, her smile has become less and less, and her family has been taking more and more medicine.

"Daughter, you are the son of our Chen family. It is our fault that we owe you." Mother Chen's eyes slowly looked at the other person's thin body.

"Back then, your father was tricked by relatives in the village because he owed money, so he sold his own flesh and blood." There were tears in her eyes.

Hearing Jiang Yuan's words, he paused.

"I never blame you. It's because of you that I can live such a good life now."

"You are a sensible child. We are very pleased and also very guilty." Mother Chen continued.

Jiang Yuan's eyes darkened and flickered, and she lowered her eyes to cover up all her emotions.

"Yuan Yuan, I know you resent us, but I hope you can forgive us." Mother Chen held Jiang Yuan's hand tightly.

Jiang Yuan pursed her lips, "How dare I blame you?"

"Just eat more. These are all home-cooked dishes made by me. They are incomparable to those stinky Western food."

She burst into tears and laughed, "Mom, I like to eat your cooking."