Acting as a substitute

Chapter24

"...I...Mr. Bo...You..."

Yuan Jiayi showed difficulty, struggling to organize the language well, but he had no choice but to completely lose this ability.

"Advanced room."

Bo Shenyan knew that grandma must be peeking in the dark, so he put his hand on Yuan Jiayi's back, pushed him towards the threshold, and closed the door with a click.

Following the sound of the lock being locked, Yuan Jiayi's body began to stiffen again, and the place where Bo Shenyan touched was itchy and uncomfortable like the newly grown tender flesh after a serious injury.

Qin Yue'e hid behind the stone pillar and watched for a while, then reluctantly left under Bo Ling's urging.

"Look at you, do you still look like a grandma?" Bo Ling tucked up her collar for her, and tapped her forehead. "Is there any grandma who eavesdrops on the whispers of her grandchildren?"

"Yo, do you really believe they whisper?" Qin Yue'e held his hand back, "You look at Lanlan, you always look at Yanyan, and you like our Yanyan very much, maybe now What are you doing...haha."

Yuan Jiayi's back was pressed tightly against the door panel, and he was about to talk to Bo Shenyan when he suddenly sneezed and then coughed.

He sniffed inexplicably, looked at Bo Shenyan who had to be in the same room with him, and looked apologetic.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bo, to trouble you."

Bo Shenyan sat on the edge of the bed with a big face, put his hands behind his back and looked at him, with a half-smile on his face.

Seen a little embarrassed by him, Yuan Jiayi shrank his shoulders and stepped back, letting his insecure back touch the protruding wood grain on the door, and then said softly with his eyelashes down, "When grandpa and grandma are all asleep, I'm going to the living room."

"come over."

Bo Shenyan patted the quilt and motioned Yuan Jiayi to sit on the bed.

"what?"

He talked a lot this afternoon, and now even when he was quiet, his eardrums were still roaring. Yuan Jiayi couldn't believe his hearing.

"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

Bo Shenyan took off his coat, and raised his chin towards the couch beside him.

Yuan Jiayi panicked even more, and hurriedly stepped forward and sat down on the sofa to take up a seat, as if it was a good thing that came first.

He took off his long coat, spread it on the already soft fabric, pressed it symbolically, raised his head and smiled at Bao Shenyan, "Look, it's soft, softer than a dormitory bed."

The down jacket was filled with a lot of down, squeezing the air back and forth, making some ambiguous sounds in this silent space.

Bo Shenyan stared at him for a while, nodded, and looked away, "It's up to you."

Maybe he will relax a bit if he follows his heart?

The toiletries in the bathroom have already been prepared by the servants under Qin Yue'e's order, and they are all in festive bright red.

Yuan Jiayi's poking table was replaced with two fat boy dolls, with smiles in his eyes.

Bo Shenyan, who is loved by his grandparents, is really happy.

He looked back at the figure of the person taking a bath in the bathroom reflected on the frosted glass, and secretly complained for him.

The Sheng family was a bit too bully, relying on Mr. Bo's love for Sheng Lan, they wantonly trampled on his sincerity and let themselves, a fake, deceive others, while their family waited for the fisherman's profit.

If Bo Shenyan does not succeed in taking power by then, he will not only lose the Bo's consortium, but also the love of the first half of his life.

"Go take a shower," Bo Shenyan walked out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist and no bathrobe on his upper body, "Go to bed early after washing."

He has already raised the temperature of the bathroom a lot, so Yuan Jiayi won't feel cold when he enters.

Hearing his voice, Yuan Jiayi came back to his senses from his unrestrained imagination, and saw the bumpy abdominal muscles on Bo Shenyan's body, and immediately stammered, "Bo...Bo...I..."

"They're all men, what do you care about?"

Having said that, Bo Shenyan's face was also a little hot. After all, facing a face that was almost the same as Sheng Lan, he should still maintain a little image. He wanted to take off the bath towel around his waist and put it on his body again, but he thought of the bath towel again. The moment he leaves his body, he will be stared at by Yuan Jiayi, and the two of them will be even more embarrassed at that time.

Yuan Jiayi didn't respond to these words, he pursed his lips and smiled, stood up from the sofa, pressed his right hand behind his waist and walked slowly to the bathroom.

"what happened to you?"

As soon as Bo Shenyan turned on the computer and wanted to work, he caught sight of Yuan Jiayi's limping figure out of the corner of his eye.

Is he unwell?

"No, Mr. Bo, you are busy."

Yuan Jiayi put down his hands on his waist, walked into the bathroom as if nothing had happened and closed the door.

As soon as he entered, he couldn't stand it any longer. He leaned against the damp wall and slowly squatted on the ground, rubbing his waist.

I fell down unpreparedly in the living room before, and it didn't get better after so long, but the pain got worse.

Facing the mirror, he glanced sideways at the bruises on his waist and buttocks, Yuan Jiayi sighed helplessly.

This cold and pale skin is what he hates the most, it looks feminine, but if there is even the slightest touch, it will cause some fuss and purple bruises.

He took a hasty shower, held the hair dryer in the bathroom a little hesitantly, worried about disturbing the people outside the door, and remembered the good sound insulation of Bo Shenyan's bath just now, so he pressed the switch and adjusted it to the lowest setting to blow his hair.

In the end, he cautiously picked up the brand new bathrobe obviously prepared for him, put on his socks and walked out quickly.

I thought that Bo Shenyan might have fallen asleep, but I didn't expect him to lie on the sofa with his single quilt in his arms, looking at him lazily, "I'm already lying down, so don't let me torment you."

Yuan Jiayi felt as if his heart was being squeezed hard, and the blood was pumped out several times rapidly, making him dizzy from the agitation.

He stared blankly at Bo Shenyan, and touched his lips, "Mr. Bo, you are so kind."

Bo Shenyan looked at him in surprise: "...?"

"Good night, Mr. Bo."

After Yuan Jiayi finished saying his thanks, he moved to the side of the bed, leaned over to touch the high-quality sheets, slipped into the quilt, put the phone on the vibration mode and put it next to the pillow, closed his eyes and began to rest.

The wide quilt only raised a small arc, showing how thin and frail the young man on the bed was.

It must be very tiring to make the old man happy after a busy day. After a while, there was an extremely light snoring sound from the bed, just not enough to make people sleepless.

Bo Shenyan's previously pretended sleepy gaze became much more energetic. He silently stared at the arched body of the person in the bed, secretly missing the person who should have been lying there.

Suddenly there was a buzzing in his ears, followed by a sharp pain in his head, Bo Shenyan couldn't help but hum, and wanted to sit up and take a sip to refresh himself, but there was a slight sound on the bed.

"Mr. Bo, are you unwell?"

Yuan Jiayi hid himself under the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes and asked in a low voice.

Bo Shenyan was too uncomfortable to answer, panting heavily.

There was a rush of footsteps beside the bed, and before Bo Shenyan raised his head, Yuan Jiayi was already half-kneeling in front of the sofa where he was lying in a bathrobe, reaching out to press the top of his head and the back of his neck.

As if by magic, Bo Shenyan's headache was relieved a lot as soon as Yuan Jiayi's hand touched him. He looked back at the owner of the hand in surprise, but was gently patted on the neck, "Lie down, I can't reach it, and it will be much better if I press it."

There was no light in the bedroom, and the moonlight outside the house was very dim, and the expression on Yuan Jiayi's face could not be seen clearly, only the sound of breathing slightly due to exertion.

After some time, Bo Shenyan felt as if he had fallen asleep. When he opened his eyes, the comfort on his head hadn't subsided. After his consciousness returned to his mind, he realized that Yuan Jiayi was still giving him a massage.

"Okay...I'm much better..." Bo Shenyan raised his arm to hold Yuan Jiayi's slightly cool wrist, stopping his movement, "Thank you."

"I'll pinch you for a while, you go to sleep, I'll stop when you're fast asleep."

Yuan Jiayi twisted his wrist, broke away from Bo Shenyan's restraint, and continued to massage with his slender and strong fingers, his voice was gentle and sweet, making people feel sleepy for no reason.

A night without dreams.

Bo Shenyan woke up refreshed, before he got up, he subconsciously looked at the big bed where Yuan Jiayi was, and was relieved when he found that the young man was still curled up in a ball sleeping peacefully.

He left the bedroom softly, went to the bathroom of the guest room to wash, and walked directly across the yard to the living room in the front yard.

"Why is it only you? Where's Lan Lan?"

Qin Yuee was following Bo Ling to practice Tai Chi, and seeing Bo Shenyan walking in alone, she couldn't help feeling strange.

"He's so tired, he's still sleeping."

Bo Shenyan pressed his temples and answered absent-mindedly, sitting on the sofa and watching the morning news.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Qin Yue'e raised an eyebrow at Bo Ling.

What did she say last night, it really wasn't a whisper, right?

A clear smile appeared on Bo Ling's serious face.

"Mother Song, hurry up, put the loach soup in the pot."

"puff--"

Bo Shenyan had just taken a sip of hot tea, when he heard what Grandpa said, he immediately sprayed the coffee table.

"Grandpa, let's make loach soup for what?"

Before Bo Ling could explain, Yuan Jiayi walked in quickly with disheveled hair.

Probably because he just had long hair and hasn't gotten used to it yet, and he always forgets to take care of it when he washes up, but even if he looks messy, it makes people feel that he is a kind of natural stupid ignorant, and he doesn't feel sloppy at all.

"Good morning, grandpa and grandma, sorry, I overslept."

Yuan Jiayi didn't know what happened in the house just now, he was terrified by the servants' ambiguous eyes, he couldn't help looking at Bo Shenyan who was going to wipe his mouth with a tissue.

"Good boy, sit down, are you tired?"

Seeing him coming in, Qin Yue'e breathed out, walked slowly in front of Yuan Jiayi, and patted his back in distress.

No wonder, Mr. Bo told his grandparents about his massage last night.

Yuan Jiayi waved his hands quickly, smiling innocently.

"Not tired, grandma, this is what I should do."

Chapter25

A little surprised by the generosity of the reserved granddaughter-in-law in this impression, Qin Yuee was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again, "Yes, yes, yes, you two have a good relationship, just married, normal, normal."

Why does massaging the patient's head have anything to do with feelings.

Although Yuan Jiayi was strange, but because it was grandma's words after all, he nodded with a smile.

"Let's eat," Bo Shenyan blushed, rolled up the tissues and threw them into the trash can, walked over and pushed Yuan Jiayi's waist to the dining room, bowed his head and whispered in his ear, "Grandma thought you were so tired because ...thought we were... asleep."

"Ah? Oh my god," Yuan Jiayi turned his head to look into his eyes in surprise, his slightly parted lips accidentally rubbed against Bo Shenyan's earlobe, and immediately blushed again, and his voice became even lower, " Shall we explain it? Isn't this kind of influence very bad, Mr. Bo."

Bo Shenyan saw him looking like he wanted to get rid of the relationship, and suddenly felt uncomfortable, and didn't want to clarify. He wanted to see him blushing, so he pretended that he didn't hear Yuan Jiayi's voice, and pulled away the chair, "Grandma , do you want Lanlan to sit next to you?"

Qin Yuee took Yuan Jiayi's hand and nodded, "Mother Song, bring the loach soup to Lanlan."

After finishing speaking, he added, "Put it between Lanlan and Yanyan, they both need to drink."

Yuan Jiayi: "..."

Bo Shenyan: "..."

Just as he was about to pick up the chopsticks, the phone in Yuan Jiayi's pocket vibrated suddenly. He straightened his back and looked at Bo Shenyan, and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Bo, I'm afraid it's about the hospital."

The ears of the two old people were not particularly bright, so they didn't hear the vibration of the mobile phone. They just took the serving chopsticks and put the loach into the bowl one by one for Yuan Jiayi.

"Huh? That's right," Bo Shenyan removed the eyelashes sticking to Yuan Jiayi's cheekbones, and reminded him kindly, "Didn't you say last night that you would call your manager this morning?"

"Are you busy with work?" Qin Yue'e gave Yuan Jiayi a lonely look, "Lanlan, try to find a way to tell him, how can you always work after taking a break these few days?"

After finishing speaking, he glared at Bo Shenyan, "Why didn't you sign Lanlan to your agency? How could you make him have such a tiring schedule?"

Bo Shenyan swallowed the food in his mouth, unable to argue, and listened to grandma's lecture, and poked Yuan Jiayi's waist, telling him to take the opportunity to go out and answer the phone.

When he came back again, Yuan Jiayi's face turned pale and pitiful, his expression was erratic, he sat on the chair dully, the smile on his face was a little stiff.

"Lanlan, why don't you eat? Is it not to your liking?"

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Qin Yue'e glanced at Bo Shenyan cautiously, and asked about the situation with her eyes.

"No grandma, the food is delicious, I... like it very much," Yuan Jiayi's eyes were slightly red, his hands shaking when he picked up the chopsticks, he tried to pretend to be calm and smiled at Qin Yue'e, "Grandma, you can eat too. It’s not good for the stomach if the food gets cold after a while.”

Bo Shenyan stared at his hand, stretched out two fingers to take out the phone from his pocket, quickly typed a line with his fingertips, and put the screen beside Yuan Jiayi's hand.

【what happen. 】

Yuan Jiayi has operated and knotted the wounds all year round, and his left hand is also very flexible. He uses his body to block the sight of his grandparents, and his three fingers are flying on the screen.

【Excuse me, Mr. Bo, can you lend me some money? I need 30, and I will return it to you. 】He waited anxiously for Bo Shenyan's next words, his knuckles turned white from the force he was digging on the chopsticks.

Bo Shenyan was silent for a while, as if he was enduring something, he picked up the phone on the table and fiddled with it a few times.

Judging by his reaction, Yuan Jiayi already knew the result, gave him a grateful glance, and took out his mobile phone to transfer money to the hospital.

In fact, he understood that the money was not the treatment fee that the hospital asked for at all. Sheng Jianghe ordered the people in the nursing home to ask him in a different direction from the beginning to the end.

The Sheng family did everything they could to squeeze him dry.

Don't waste any chance to make things difficult for him.

It's just that Yuan Miao is in the hands of the Sheng family, and he has no choice but to let it go.

If Bo Shenyan was told about the ugly face of the Sheng family, let alone whether he would betray his beloved Sheng Lan and believe in him, just according to Sheng Lan's extremely vicious temper, he would also be in Bo Shenyan's eyes. Before knowing the truth, he first went to the hospital to unplug Yuan Miao's treatment equipment as punishment.

And the insignificant blood type resources in him are just a convenience for the Sheng family, not his necessity.

So he can't afford to gamble.

"Let's eat."

Bo Shenyan put his phone back, picked up his chopsticks and said something, his expression was no longer as brisk as before.

Qin Yuee obviously sensed the change in the atmosphere between the two of them, looked at Bo Ling, and said with a smile, "Lanlan, after dinner, you have to go for a walk in the back garden with grandma."

"Okay grandma," Yuan Jiayi lifted the crisis, and Li Dio couldn't help showing it, "Then you should wear more, it's still very cold outside."

Things in the company were complicated and chaotic, and Bo Shenyan couldn't stay by the elder's side all day long. He drove away in a hurry after dinner, leaving only Yuan Jiayi who had a good chat with Qin Yue'e.

Bo Ling treated Qin Yue'e meticulously. He heard that she wanted to go to the backyard to bask in the sun, so she ordered the male servants to wait there first with mahogany lounge chairs. Hot tea and warm quilts were also placed on the chairs. side.

The two sat for a while, and Qin Yue'e proposed to go around, so she had to take Yuan Jiayi to recognize the place where she grew vegetables in summer.

"The relationship between grandparents is really enviable."

Yuan Jiayi supported Qin Yue'e's arm, took small steps of tens of centimeters with his wronged long legs, and expressed his thoughts from the bottom of his heart.

Qin Yue'e patted his hand and nodded with a smile on her face.

"Your grandfather, he was very clingy when he was young, he is not like the people of that era at all, now, it is 'shameless', haha."

Yuan Jiayi smiled with his eyes bent.

"Grandma has wanted to see Lan Lan for many years, but you have been," Qin Yue'e brought the topic back, holding Yuan Jiayi's hand, and looked at his face lovingly, "I have been running around acting and singing ...cough cough cough..."

In the courtyard of the old house, the outer wall is very high, but there is still a cold wind blowing into the courtyard. Qin Yuee's health is not good, and she will cough when there is a little wind.

Yuan Jiayi listened quietly to her complaints with him with lowered eyelids. When she noticed that grandma was coughing, she hurriedly reached out to help her pull up her coat. After looking around, she found that it was too far away from the previous seat, and there was no soft quilt to block the wind. Then he took off his coat and put it on her body, "Grandma, please put this clothes on first, or you may catch a cold."

"Grandma's Lanlan is still so obedient." After being spoiled all her life, Qin Yue'e has never considered whether the person who takes care of her will be cold, but obediently put her hand into Yuan Jiayi's large coat, and continued to say what she said before, " Isn't it tiring to film so many scenes? It takes so much hard work to do anything, our Bo family has more than enough to support you as a granddaughter-in-law."

Yuan Jiayi pursed his lips and smiled shyly, "Grandma, I also want to have my own career. Besides, I filmed movies for you to watch. I can't be filial by Grandma's side, so I have to let you do it in this way." See me."

Qin Yue'e was so coaxed by his cuteness and talkativeness that she couldn't see her teeth, even before taking a nap, she had to order Song Ma to cook another pot of mutton, angelica and wolfberry soup for Yuan Jiayi. Want a nosebleed.

"Our Lanlan is really versatile. We can sing, dance, and massage," Qin Yuee lay on the bed, half-closed her eyes and looked at Yuan Jiayi's hands kneading her calves. Dislike..."

"Rubbing grandma's legs, that's what I should do. I'm going to be sad when grandma says that."

As he spoke, he curled his lips in response to the occasion, and looked at grandma with a pitiful look.

His appearance was already pleasing to the eye, and he deliberately made some cute expressions, so the facial features could easily achieve the desired effect without much effort.

Qin Yue'e couldn't help laughing again, "This marriage was decided back then... It's really a blessing for our Bo family to marry such a treasure as you for my grandson."

Yuan Jiayi's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he didn't reply, but lightly exerted force on his fingers, once and again.

When grandma gradually fell asleep, he tiptoed out of the room, cleared his throat in a low voice, and relieved the discomfort in his throat.

"Cold?"

Bo Shenyan's voice appeared behind him.

Yuan Jiayi was so frightened that his palms were instantly covered with sweat, he hurriedly turned his head to look at him, but did not answer his question, "Mr. Bo, you are back, do you need me to go to the kitchen to cook something for you, because there is still time for dinner... ..."

"What do you want so much money for?"

30 is not much to Bo Shenyan, but it is really not a small sum for Yuan Jiayi, who lives frugally. One can't help but wonder what he did with the money.

"I will return the money to you, thank you, if there is nothing else, I will..."

Yuan Jiayi's throat was so dry that he wanted to go to the kitchen to drink a glass of water, but as soon as he took a step, Bo Shenyan sneered.

"What do you pay back? Continue writing sci?"

When he was in Yuan Jiayi's bedroom that day, he accidentally saw the folder on the computer screen on the desk. Although it was very rude, out of doubts about Yuan Jiayi's various behaviors, Bo Shenyan was still driven by curiosity to flip through the folder. After reading his document, I found that the signature on it was not Yuan Jiayi at all.

Thinking of the funds and investment required for a thesis of this level, it is completely beyond the scope of Yuan Jiayi's ability to bear. If there is no support behind him, it will be difficult for him to complete it smoothly.

To do this for others is not only a waste of energy, but also a violation of common sense.

Yuan Jiayi suddenly looked back at him.

Chapter26

The panic caused by guilty conscience caused Yuan Jiayi to have no time to ask Bo Shenyan why he turned over his computer. He only thought about how to explain this matter. After thinking about it, he still couldn't explain his wrong behavior. He silently lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Bo."

"Is it Feng... the experimental funds provided to you by the leaders of your hospital?"

Yuan Jiayi didn't hear his short pronunciation clearly, so he glanced at him quickly and nodded.

In fact, it was Sheng Jianghe, and no matter how many articles he wrote, he would not get any so-called remuneration.

After graduating from Huazhong University, Yuan Jiayi originally wanted to stay in a tertiary hospital in Yucheng to be an ordinary attending physician, and the most important thing was to take care of Yuan Miao who had sequelae around him. Become Shenglan's mobile blood supply package.

So much so that until now, he didn’t know which hospital his mother was locked up for treatment. Due to this fatal weakness, he could only obey Sheng Jianghe’s order and write some SCI articles for the children of rich families whose impact factors were not extremely outstanding. As a result, the Sheng family has more and more partners, and the Sheng family's financial resources have been completely opened up.

Hearing Bo Shenyan's question, as if he would help him get justice, Yuan Jiayi almost subconsciously wanted to blurt out impulsively.

It was Sheng Jianghe, it was Sheng Lan, it was not his intention to do these things.

But after thinking about it, I did it, no matter what the reason, these things were written by him, and there is no way to quibble.

Simply should it.

Bo Shenyan took a sip of water and looked at Yuan Jiayi silently.

After all, ghost writing is on the edge of law and morality, and the kind of person he helped write is not worthy of these honors at all.

And what he hates the most is petty theft and betrayal of ordinary things.

Yuan Jiayi lowered his head, covered his mouth and coughed softly from time to time, his face full of embarrassment.

"Put on your clothes first."

His frail look with his head bowed looked more like Sheng Lan, and Bo Shenyan really couldn't calm down and continue to question.

"Thank you, Mr. Bo."

Sniffing his nose, Yuan Jiayi went to the edge of the sofa, picked up his coat, hurriedly zipped it up, and returned to the place just now to stand still.

Bo Shenyan couldn't help laughing, "Do you think I'm punishing you to stand?"

The well-behaved young man raised his head suspiciously, didn't he?

"Don't write in the future, I'll give you the money." Bo Shenyan brushed off the non-existing dust on his cuffs, the sunlight made his earlobes turn red, "The kind that don't need to be paid back."

The corners of Yuan Jiayi's mouth curled up, and soon he pursed it back to normal, but the blush on his cheeks betrayed his mood.

"Okay... But, then I will try my best to return it to you."

He looked at Bo Shenyan who was very enthusiastic but pretended to be awkward, and couldn't help but think of what his grandmother had said to him in the backyard this morning.

"Yanyan is my heart. He has been very good since he was a child, and he loves to laugh. He has a kind personality. His mother is weak and gave birth to my son who is not up to date. He is messing around outside. Your grandpa has tried his best to use money to appease those people. The little star should stop coveting the position of the Bo family's young mistress, but he still made an illegitimate child..."

Yuan Jiayi remembered that when he heard this, the hand holding the teacup trembled suddenly, almost spilling the hot tea.

Maybe having an illegitimate child is as troublesome to the Sheng family as grandma said, that's why Sheng Lan racked his brains to make things difficult, just to defend his status as the main son.

"The mother and son are the most vicious people I have ever seen."

"They asked Yanyan's father to take them back to the old house while we were not at home, and act recklessly at home in front of Yanyan's mother. My precious daughter-in-law has a good temper, but she has a strong temper, not to mention Encountering such a worrying thing, in a fit of anger, he took a knife and wiped his own neck."

"It happened to be seen by Yanyan who came home from school."

"He hugged his mother's body, cried until he passed out and didn't let go."

Yuan Jiayi clenched his fists in shock, his mouth half-opened, not knowing what to say.

"After that, Yan Yan really seemed to be a different person. Only when he faced me and your grandpa, did he smile a little."

"This child is really suffering, so Lanlan... I also ask you to take good care of Yanyan. If he is disobedient or ignorant, you can beat him and scold him, but please don't abandon him again. Him, leave him alone."

Hearing this, Yuan Jiayi let out a breath slowly.

He is also a person.

It would be nice to have someone to keep him company, or willing to keep him company.

"Grandma, then you and grandpa really don't mind if Bo Xian... Shenyan marries a man, so he won't be able to have a child of his own in this life?"

Qin Yue'e looked at the dead tree in the distance, with a look of sadness in her eyes, "I have a child of my own, but he made my family unhappy, this is a crime."

"Never mind."

After finishing speaking, she felt that her topic was too depressing, so she turned her head and said with a smile, "If Lanlan likes children, you can go to the orphanage to adopt them. It will not only make your dream come true, but also help the children in difficulty. How wonderful thing."

"Grandma, I think so too," Yuan Jiayi put down his teacup, tucked the quilt for grandma, and said with a smile, "I'll work hard to make money, and when the time comes, I will raise a few more children and teach them to sing my grandma's favorite songs, okay?" ?”

Grandma's laughter was interrupted by Bo Shenyan's voice, Yuan Jiayi came back to his senses, "What's wrong, Mr. Bo?"

"I said you don't have to pay it back." Bo Shenyan was a little annoyed at his absent-mindedness, and said in a bad tone, "What are you thinking about?"

Bo Shenyan always looked irritable, but he never refused to lend money to Yuan Jiayi to treat Yuan Miao.

Maybe in his heart, the matter of his mother was a kind of regret. The kindness in his heart prompted him to help Yuan Jiayi save his mother's life.

He couldn't bear to let others suffer the pain of losing a loved one.

Yuan Jiayi's eyes were slightly hot, he looked at Bo Shenyan seriously for a while, then lowered his eyes lightly.

Forced to drink two large bowls of mutton soup for dinner, Yuan Jiayi felt that he was exuding a smell from head to toe, so he leaned closer to Bo Shenyan's shoulder and sniffed, and found that the smell was not light on him, so he sipped it With a smirk on his lips, he felt a lot more balanced in his heart.

In the next two days, Qin Yue'e personally cooked various dishes for Yuan Jiayi that she thought she was good at but were difficult to eat. Even a person like Yuan Jiayi who can endure hardships and is not picky eaters can't help but want to eat bigu Save your life.

At the end of the short vacation, Yuan Jiayi stepped into the car with a large bag of supplements and medicinal materials in his hand, and lay on the window looking at the two old people with a reluctant face.

"Lan Lan, you have to come back to see us often in the future," Qin Yue'e patted Yuan Jiayi's arm, "Also, if your words make you angry, you come back too, grandma will decide for you, let grandpa beat him .”

"I know, grandma, he dare not mess with me."

Yuan Jiayi pursed his lips and shook his fist at Bo Shenyan, turned his head to look at Qin Yue'e, and narrowed his eyes with a smug smile.

He also said: "Grandpa and grandma, you two must take care of your health. Next time I come, please teach me how to do Tai Chi."

Bo Shenyan waved his hands cooperatively, "Don't worry, grandma, how dare I bully him?"

After exchanging pleasantries, Bo Ling urged the two of them to go home early while it was still bright, and he was going to take his grandma to the front yard to dance in the square, so Bo Shenyan drove away.

"Mr. Bo, go get the glutinous rice back first."

Yuan Jiayi lowered his head and carefully fastened the seat belt, then stroked it along the belt, raised his head and raised his eyebrows to propose to Bo Shenyan.

From the moment he got in the car, Bo Shenyan glanced at him from the corner of his eye from time to time, but before he looked back, he met Yuan Jiayi's eyes looking at him, and couldn't help avoiding his eyes in a hurry.

The phrase 'listen to you' that came to my mouth also changed its taste.

"...well... up to you."

The two walked into the foster care center and recognized their owner when they lay down through the glass, jumping and shouting excitedly in the glass house.

Nuomi tilted her head to look at it like she was looking at an idiot, her tail tipped up and down, obviously very happy.

As soon as the door opened, he lay down and stepped on Nuomi's head as a springboard, bear the brunt of running out, and jumped into the arms of Yuan Jiayi who bent over to pick him up.

Bo Shenyan walked behind him, looking at Yuan Jiayi's still limping legs, frowning slightly.

Yuan Jiayi lay down on the ground with his arms in his arms, laughing uncontrollably, "You little bastard, why did you choose to hug me where I'm ticklish..."

Bo Shenyan held the glutinous rice in one hand like an old monk in meditation, and looked down at it.

Why don't you make a gesture to save face?

Nuomi glanced at him lazily, flicked her tail irritably, and slapped Bo Shenyan on the chin one after another.

Seeing the disappointment on his face, Yuan Jiayi stretched out his hand to hold the glutinous rice in his hands, and stuffed the squatting into Bo Shenyan's arms, "Mr. Bo, you should be more cheerful when you squatting, you can experience it."

Hey, who cares.

Thinking this way in his heart, but Bo Shenyan was still afraid that the dog would fall to the ground, so he quickly hugged it with both hands, patted its buttocks and told it to be quiet, but he was misunderstood by the dog and thought it was him I'm playing with it, jumping even harder, and the increasingly strong physique has already made people feel a little uncontrollable.

The phone in his waist pocket buzzed and vibrated. Yuan Jiayi was smiling and watching the interaction between Bo Shenyan and the dog, but he didn't pay much attention. Bo Shenyan hooked his finger on the pup's chin, "Hello? Hello, I'm Jiayi."

"I'm having a good time."

A cold and terrifying voice like a poisonous snake came out of the microphone.

Almost instantly, a layer of cold sweat oozed from Yuan Jiayi's back.

He glanced at Bo Shenyan who was going to sign, held Nuomi firmly and walked a few steps towards the secluded place, and spoke respectfully.

"...Mr. Sheng."

The author has something to say: Thank you, little angels, for seeing this. I’m really sorry for breaking it these days. One reason is that the three-dimensional is very busy. In addition, my health is really bad. Last night, my stomach hurt so much that I couldn’t even sit. Staying, it didn't get better until after one o'clock in the morning, thank you for your understanding, bow, sorry.

Everyone must exercise, the body is the capital of the revolution, and you must be healthy.

The ability to just sign a contract is limited. In addition to the lucky draw, the first twenty 2-point comments will also give out red envelopes. Please speak up and bow~

Thanks again for your support, thank you.

感谢在2021-01-2223:32:18~2021-01-2521:35:52期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: Xiaoxiaoxiao_yu, 1 for two; thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 6 bottles of nickname can't hold back; 2 bottles of Ye Yuntang; 1 bottle of byj_ao, second hand does not turn; thank you very much for your support My support, I will continue to work hard!