Mr. Bo, my wife has offered 100 billion to break off the engagement.

Ye Ning's perfectly curved nose was pressed against the man's chest, and Ye Ning spoke in a muffled voice.

It sounded like he was crying. Bo Hannian's heart tightened and his arms tightened.

Her tone was gentle, as if coaxing a child, and her hands were not idle, patting Ye Ning's back time and time again, "It's okay, these ghost stories are all fake. Ah Ning, don't cry."

Ye Ning: Which of your eyes saw me crying?

Seeing that talking didn't work, the little girl put her free hands on Bao Hannian's waist.

Through the thin fabric, the tender fingertips traced across the man's abdomen, causing a tingling sensation.

Bo Hannian only felt that his throat was astringent and his lower abdomen was tightening.

Those eyes filled with tenderness and endearment suddenly darkened, and when he spoke again, his voice was hoarse, "A Ning, are you seducing me?"

Ah.

If it were normal, Ye Ning's eyes would have brightened when she heard the man's voice.

This time, she remained silent without making a sound. After finding the right position with her palms, her index finger and thumb suddenly exerted great force and pinched the man Bao Hannian's waist, "Seduce your uncle!"

Bo Hannian was pinched by her unpreparedly and couldn't help but groan.

The strength holding Ye Ning in his hand relaxed, and he fell down on the sofa with a gentle push. "If Bao Siyun hadn't been home recently, I would have thought that you taught him those awkward tricks!"

Ye Ning spread her legs and sat astride Bo Hannian, "Uncle, could you please stop imitating those earthy love stories on TV? They are not suitable for you, really. Look at me, I seem to be afraid of such things. person?"

Bo Hannian fell on the sofa, half of his face buried in the pillow.

The more Ye Ning talked, the more funny she found it. Seeing that Bao Hannian seemed to be embarrassed, the smile on his face became even bigger, "Just be yourself, okay, uncle?"

With that said, she got off Bao Hannian and patted his shoulder comfortingly.

Deciding to let him digest it for a while, he walked aside and answered the phone, "Wang Yunjin, what's the matter?"

When the words came out, there was still an unfinished smile in his voice.

Wang Yunjin was startled, took off the receiver, looked at it, confirmed it was Ye Ning's mobile phone number, and then put it back to her ear: "Were you kidnapped?"

Why are you so happy when you see her phone number?

Ye Ning resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said, "If you have anything to say, please tell me."

The indifferent tone was mixed with impatience, but Wang Yunjin didn't feel angry.

Instead, he let out a sigh of relief.

This is the Ye Ning she knows.

That just now must have been her illusion.

"Let's meet at ten o'clock the day after tomorrow at the teahouse next door to your house."

Although Zhan Suojie asked her to go directly to Bo Changgeng.

But when her mother and her family were in such trouble, she had no shame in going to find this grandpa whom she had never met.

After thinking about it, Wang Yunjin decided to start with Ye Ning.

Ye Ning didn't answer immediately, but looked back at Bo Hannian, who was still lying on the sofa pretending to be autistic, "Okay, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

"it is good……"

I didn't finish a single word, listening to the beeping sound on the other end of the phone.

Wang Yunjin froze for two or three seconds before reacting, "I'm really...Ye Ning, you'd better not fall into my hands!"

Ye Ning hung up the phone and didn't know Wang Yunjin's curse.

Throwing the phone away and sitting back down, he pushed Bao Hannian's body to face him, "Uncle, stop pretending, you are so old and you are still doing this."

Bo Hannian clasped Ye Ning's chin with one hand: "You are right, this is really not suitable for me."

"Right, let me tell you, just... eh!"

Ye Ning saw that he had listened and wanted to talk to him again.

Bo Hannian couldn't listen to this. He sat up suddenly while he was not paying attention, and directly hugged Ye Ning, "A Ning, now is not the time to chat."

It's like an ancient emperor carrying a beauty back to the palace.

Bo Hannian strode upstairs, put Ye Ning on the bed and began to untie his clothes.

The extremely aggressive gaze fell directly on Ye Ning, making her cheeks feel hot. The body curled up slightly and the throat swallowed a few times.

The red peach blossom eyes are flowing, and the eyes are as charming as silk.

The moment the man's perfect figure was exposed before his eyes, there was a strange thumping sound in the air.

Bo Hannian raised his eyebrows, and his gaze on Ye Ning was filled with deep desire, "What? Ah Ning can't wait any longer?"

Ye Ning's fair cheeks were already as red as ripe apples, and her eyes were staring at Bo Hannian's solid muscles without blinking. His hands were not polite at all, climbing up the man's abdominal muscles.

Finally, under Bo Hannian's fiery gaze, she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Ye Ning arched her body, her peach blossom eyes enchanting, "I really can't wait. Uncle, what are you waiting for?"

The red quilt is turned upside down, and the love in the room is revealed.

The Wang family's old house.

In the antique courtyard, Mr. Wang was lying on a rocking chair, with Wang Fufang fanning him next to him.

The woman is wearing a blue fish and lotus leaf cheongsam, which perfectly outlines her exquisite figure. The man, who is in his forties, wears a pearl necklace around his slender neck.

The sun shines brightly, giving her a sense of elegance for no reason.

The man who is clearly in his forties still has a different charm in his eyes, "Zhenye, I heard that she hasn't finished the matter you assigned to Yun Jin yet?"

Wang Zhenye said nothing, but nodded slightly.

Wang Fufang leaned slightly and lay next to the old man's ear, "Don't be too impatient, Yun Jin, she is still young after all. There is nothing wrong with her lack of ability. In my opinion, don't embarrass her, let's find a different approach. Can we be firmly tied to the Huang family?"

Wang Zhenye opened his eyes, "What can I do?"

"Marriage. From ancient times to the present, what is stronger than the relationship between in-laws?"

Wang Fufang put down the fan in her hand and touched Wang Zhenye's chest with her well-maintained jade hands, "Our Yixin is also old, so why not take this opportunity to find a match for her among the Huang family's children and grandchildren. This can help solve our daughter's marriage. It’s a big deal, and secondly, you won’t have to worry about it anymore.”

Her voice was soft and it sounded like a casual remark.

But Wang Zhenye, who had been the head of the family for many years, couldn't understand the meaning of the woman's words.

He turned his head and looked at Wang Fufang, pushed her hand away and sat up, "I have my own plans for Yixin's marriage. Just leave it alone. The Huang family is not suitable for her."

"Why is it inappropriate?"

Wang Fufang pushed her angrily, "Yixin is the second daughter in the family. Although our Wang family is not more powerful than the Huang family, she is also a well-known one in the Guwu family. After all, she is a good match."

Halfway through her words, she seemed to have thought of something, and blinked her eyes with tears rolling down her eyes, "Or are you just like those people outside, who despise Yixin's bad background? But back then, she could clearly become the eldest daughter of the Wang family. It belongs to the young lady. It’s not you who insists on marrying the eldest lady of the Bo family. If not, how could we, mother and daughter, be criticized by the world until now? "