Flash marriage on the plane, Mr. Li spoiled her so sweetly

"Are you angry out of shame? Your wife is sick and needs surgery, and you, as a husband, didn't even know about it. You quarreled with her and treated her harshly at this time. Only your aunt is gentle and tolerant. If it were me, I would have scolded you to death and divorced you."

Father Bo simply couldn't believe that one day, Qin Ziqing, a little girl, actually dared to talk to him like this. Unsurprisingly, this provoked his anger. He endured it tightly and looked at Qin Ziqing from head to toe with disgust, saying sinisterly: "Don't you see what level you are? Are you worthy of being compared with my wife?"

"Are you high-class?" Qin Ziqing responded with the same disdain. The next words were like a knife stabbing into Bo's father's body. "My class is just average. I knew that Auntie was sick, made an appointment for a specialist and surgery for her, and accompanied her before the surgery so that she would not be anxious alone. Tell me what your class is, let me see if it is very high-class."

Even "you" is not needed now.

Father Bo was choked and speechless. If he stayed any longer, he would be pissed off by this girl! He stood up with a gloomy face and strode away.

Looking at the figure going away, Qin Ziqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She was really worried that this old man had no sense of shame and would quarrel with her in person.

Mrs. Bo had just finished an operation, and what she needed most was rest. Mr. Bo's father stayed here, and she was extremely worried that Mrs. Bo would be further and further away from the word "rest". She had no choice but to resort to this last resort to make the old man angry and leave.

"It seems that my skills in arguing with people have improved again." Qin Ziqing was very satisfied.

Bo's father left, but after a while, four bodyguards came and guarded the door. If they had no ill will towards Qin Ziqing, Qin Ziqing would have suspected that the old man wanted to beat her up.

In the evening, Mrs. Bo woke up. Qin Ziqing watched her from a distance and did not dare to go near her for fear of bringing germs.

"Ziqing, you can go take care of Ayang, I'm fine."

Mrs. Bo's voice sounded weakly.

Qin Ziqing's heart ached, and she said, "I just came over from his place. He's fine, he doesn't need me to accompany him."

Mrs. Bo had no doubts. The anesthesia had not yet worn off and she had difficulty speaking. After a while, she closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

When Qin Ziqing walked out of the ward, she saw Bo's father rushing over in a hurry and quickly closed the door.

"Auntie woke up, but fell asleep again."

Mr. Bo didn't believe her. Fortunately, the doctor next to him said the same thing, so Mr. Bo gave up the idea of ​​going in.

The doctor's eyes moved between the two of them, and he couldn't help but give advice: "The patient needs a long period of rest. If you quarrel, it may affect her physical condition. It's better for the father to be kind and the daughter to be filial."

"We are not father and daughter!" Qin Ziqing and Bo's father rejected the doctor's judgment in unison.

The doctor suddenly realized, no wonder, they have similar personalities but don't look alike, so he thought they were stepfather and stepdaughter.

The doctor said awkwardly: "No matter what the relationship is, I hope you can be calm in front of the patient."

"I understand, doctor." Father Bo glared at Qin Ziqing coldly, then his expression softened.

The doctor shook his head and walked away.

Qin Ziqing pointed at the four bodyguards and said, "We don't need so many people guarding here. One or two will be enough."

"Why should I listen to you? Go away. I can take care of my own wife." Bo's father really couldn't bear to see this little girl in front of him.

How could Qin Ziqing let him have his way? She sat down with her arms folded, and said lazily, "Auntie told me to wait here."

"Did she say anything else?" Bo's father asked reluctantly.

Qin Ziqing fell into silence, silence is golden.

She knew how to make people angry. Bo's father's teeth were almost broken, but he barely resisted the urge to hit someone and found a seat away from Qin Ziqing.

The entire corridor was filled with an eerie cold atmosphere because of the presence of these two people.

The stalemate lasted for an unknown amount of time before Bo's father's cell phone rang. It was the vice president, saying that there were some urgent documents that needed his review.

After weighing the pros and cons, Bo's father told the vice president that he would return to the company immediately, hung up the phone, and stood up. At that moment, his waist and legs showed the sequelae of sitting for a long time: stiffness and numbness. He looked at the time and found that he had been sitting like this for five hours.

Mr. Bo was very surprised. He looked up at the figure next to the ward door. The girl had been sitting there in the same posture for five hours. Her concentration was pretty good!

Young man, you have good waist strength! Bo's father rubbed his old waist with jealous hands and took two bodyguards to the company.

After reading the documents, there was another 30-minute emergency meeting. Bo's father took the vice president with him to finish the meeting before leaving in a hurry.

The vice president stopped him first and said, "Old President, there is a dinner party tonight. It is organized by the prince of Donglai Shipping. If we attend it, maybe we can win their latest project." The vice president's eyes were full of the brilliant light of doing business.

"You take one or two people with you. I won't go because there's an emergency at home." Bo's father waved his hand, walked around the vice president and strode into the elevator, giving people a feeling that he was worried.

The vice president was surprised. This was a rare and precious opportunity, but President Bo actually gave it up? As expected, he retired too early. He was not as decisive as the rumors said. It was better that President Bo was still here. He must have told him to be well prepared and show his skills at the dinner.

in the car.

Bo's father talked to the bodyguard who stayed in the hospital and learned that his wife was still asleep, so he went straight to see his son with dinner.

Boyiyang was surprised at his father's arrival, but his face did not show any sign of it.

It was not until Bo's father mentioned that his mother had breast cancer and had surgery that cracks began to appear on Bo Yiyang's calm face.

Obviously, he didn't know about this either and was in deep shock. Bo's father's mind was inexplicably balanced. He didn't know, and his son didn't know either. She loved her son the most.

"Dad, since Mom had surgery, please don't appear in front of her for the time being. Wait until she recovers." Bo Yiyang pleaded to his father.

He couldn't see that Father Bo's face turned dark and cold because of what he said. Father Bo shouted coldly: "I'm not arguing with her, what are you afraid of!"

This is too much. She actually thought that he, her father, was an unreasonable person.

She had already had the surgery, would he still make a scene? Of course not!

"I'm afraid your tone will offend her." Bo Yiyang did not back down. "If you can't control your temper with her, she will choose to endure it for the sake of her health and not quarrel with you. Isn't this a kind of harm to her?"

Bo's father was stunned by the question. After a while, he found his voice and cursed angrily: "I'm not as bad as you think!"

"That would be the best if there isn't one." Boy Yiyang thought about it and decided not to dwell on this issue, so as not to really anger the old man and let his mother, who had just undergone surgery, face a quarrel.