Acting as a substitute

Bo Shenyan couldn't remember how he drove the car away, he was so panicked that he couldn't even hold the steering wheel firmly.

He only knew that when he regained his senses, his eye sockets were still slightly warm and his fingertips were trembling.

Ever since his mother committed suicide in front of him, Bo Shenyan has almost morbidly avoided the word death.

He is not afraid of death.

What he was afraid of was that the people he cared about around him would have even the slightest connection with these two words, which would make him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Yuan Jiayi has also become someone he cares about.

So he didn't hesitate to take people away from there.

Bo Shenyan drove back to the villa, picked up Yuan Jiayi from the passenger seat, walked into the bedroom with his arm and threw him on the big bed.

He babbled all the way, his voice was so thin and weak that people couldn't hear clearly, the only two words that were clear were mother.

Seeing that the person on the bed had lost half of his pajamas sleeve, Bo Shenyan put his arms on the table behind him and looked at him for a while, then smiled helplessly.

The phone in his pocket rang, and he hurriedly put his hand into his pocket, turned down the volume button while taking it out, and looked at the screen, it was Sheng Lan's phone.

Bo Shenyan took a guilty look at Yuan Jiayi on the bed, walked out of his room quickly, connected the phone, and asked softly, "Lan Lan? What's the matter?"

"Can't I call you if it's okay?"

Sheng Lan seemed to be at the New Year's Eve scene, and the background was very noisy. Bo Shenyan frowned slightly, turned around and closed Yuan Jiayi's bedroom door, and walked to the kitchen, clutching his phone.

"You can call me."

"Shen Yan, why haven't you contacted me recently? Every year when I go to the New Year's Eve concert, you will come backstage to accompany me."

His voice was as melodious as ever, and even when he complained, it sounded like he was singing a beautiful love song.

Bo Shenyan choked up for a moment, then remembered that it was indeed Sheng Lan who called every year on the 31st, inviting him to the backstage of Satellite TV to wait with him.

This year... I really forgot.

After thinking about it, this year should have been their first couple's day after they got married, because of the small calculations of the Sheng family and his wife, the situation turned into what it is now.

"...I accompanied grandma to watch your show, so I was with you."

Hearing Bo Shenyan mention grandma, Sheng Lan felt wronged for a moment, and dared not say another word.

He was always worried that Bo Shenyan would find out about his parents secretly cooperating with Bo Shenrong to seize the property of the Bo family. At this time, he was so frightened by Bo Shenyan's slightly cold tone that his scalp went numb, and he smiled to ease the atmosphere, "Shenyan~ I'm singing today." I was so dizzy, I almost had a stage accident..."

It's true that Sheng Lan really likes Bo Shenyan very much, but he claims to have such an appearance, so he has never been a peaceful person, and it is even more impossible for him to defend himself like a jade after marrying Bo Shenyan. There are too many people in the entertainment industry. He needs to use himself to manage people and things in person.

I spend a long time filming with the group outside, facing all kinds of men and women who are beautiful, no one will not be tempted.

Bo Shenyan felt too cold and stern, and he would never allow his dignity and status to be trampled and insulted.

But Bo Shenrong is different, he only wants to seize power, and his relationship with the Sheng family is just to use each other. When he becomes the chairman of the Bo family, he may promise to give the Sheng family 3% of the shares, so it seems like a win-win for both of them.

But after all, Sheng Lan has been with Bo Shenyan for many years, and it is still difficult for him to let go of this relationship easily, and for his Sheng family, the most important thing is that Bo Shenrong's winning rate is not [-]%, so he still has to hold on to Bo Shenyan Thighs, keep moving forward.

"Bo Shenyan," Sheng Lan held the phone, his voice trembling, "I really want to ask you something."

At this time, Bo Shenyan's thoughts were all on the people in the room, and his answer to Sheng Lan was also vague. Hearing that he was suddenly so serious, that he vaguely resembled the sleeping drunk, he couldn't help saying in a gentle voice, "Say it. "

"Do you really like me?"

Bo Shenyan licked his lips, remembering grandma looking at Yuan Jiayi with a smile, he hesitated, "Do you want to hear the truth?"

Sheng Lan's mind was active, and after listening to his answer, he already knew Bo Shenyan's answer, and he didn't want to tear his face, so he acted coquettishly with a smile, "I knew Shen Yan liked me the most, okay, I'm going to I'm getting ready for the next game, I'm going to play twice tonight, I'm so tired, I'm so tired, I seem to be anemic again."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone directly, very smartly not to make further entanglements.

Bo Shenyan knew what his last sentence meant.

Ever since Sheng Jianghe and his wife donated their baby's bone marrow stem cells to grandma, grandpa had ordered that no matter what dirty things the Sheng family did in the future, the Bo family would support them.

Bo Shenyan never regarded Bo Kang, who killed his mother, as his father. Since childhood, he only listened to his grandparents.

Grandpa has always attached great importance to character. He said that the little child of the Sheng family is such a kind and lovely child. He is willing to risk his life to donate his bone marrow to grandma. His personality cannot be too bad. Cultivate affection, then he sincerely hopes that this child will become the love of his grandson's life.

Growing up with this idea in mind, Bo Shenyan has always taken it as his duty to marry Sheng Lan and go home to make his grandparents happy. He has never liked anyone, but only thinks that he should like him, so he thinks that what happened during his time with Sheng Lan Feelings can be called love.

Sheng Jianghe told him that since Sheng Lan donated his bone marrow, his physical condition began to deteriorate, his hemoglobin index was very low, and he needed irregular blood transfusions to maintain a healthy life. Therefore, this became Bo Shenyan's advice to him. Feeling guilty, I want to make up for it more and more.

But grandma likes Yuan Jiayi.

It can be seen that grandma really likes that soft-tempered young man.

Recently, he has been observing Yuan Jiayi more and more. From his view of a despicable villain who loves money like his life to a gentleman who loves money in a proper way, these changes are all achieved by Yuan Jiayi through his own actions.

Bo Shenyan didn't know what it was like, he couldn't see him thinking about him, and his parking space in the basement was empty, so he just wanted to wait until he came back so he could feel at ease.

Taking care of Sheng Lan's body back to health is a debt owed by his Bo family, and his grandparents want him to be happy, not because Sheng Lan has to be perfect, and he doesn't think that Sheng Lan will be perfect if he is with him.

"vomit--"

The sound from the room interrupted Bo Shenyan's thoughts, and he hurried back to the room when he heard the sound.

Yuan Jiayi was lying on the side of the bed, hunched over uncomfortably, the carpet under the bed was full of his vomit.

He probably felt a lot more comfortable after vomited it out, and his slack eyes seemed to be focused a little bit, regaining his former wisdom and...

"Thin—vomit—"

not at all.

Bo Shenyan went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, came back and squatted on the ground next to Yuan Jiayi's bed, less than half a foot away from the puddle of filth.

"Drink some water and rinse your mouth," he handed the cup to Yuan Jiayi's lips, fearing that he would be disobedient, he pressed his other hand on the back of his head to force him to take a sip, "After rinsing, spit it out on the Here, it's okay."

Yuan Jiayi, who was drunk, seemed to have forgotten the preciousness of the carpet, and obediently opened his mouth to spit it out, but got it wrong and spit it all on Bo Shenyan's shoe.

Bo Shenyan glanced at his calf with a sad face, and sighed.

Forget it.

"Mr. Bo."

Yuan Jiayi's head drooped limply, hugging the pillow like a koala and muttering.

Bo Shenyan seemed too lazy to answer, but he still picked up the words the moment he finished speaking.

"what."

"Thank you..." The slender knuckles poked at his collarbone, "If it weren't for you that day, I would have been bitten by a dog..."

"I'm so fucking sick."

I will also scold people.

Putting his palms under his head to prevent him from accidentally stretching his neck, Bo Shenyan teased him with great interest, "What kind of dog?"

"Just one..." Yuan Jiayi sat up straight with his elbows propped on the bed, and made exaggerated gestures, "Such a big one with blue-faced fangs scared me to death, so it jumped at me, but luckily I didn't." Quite powerful."

Having said that, he sat cross-legged obediently, rolled up the sleeveless pajamas, and showed Bo Shenyan his well-shaped biceps.

"Look, my hand...it's steady," Yuan Jiayi's face showed an extremely rare confidence when he mentioned his profession, and he blushed slightly, "Look, my hand is hanging in the air...stop It's been here for so long, you can barely see it shaking."

Following his example, Bo Shenyan tried it himself, and found that Yuan Jiayi really had such strength, he couldn't help a little admiring.

"You are amazing, I admire you so much."

He was still drunk, and he finally showed off himself once, how could he be happy if he didn't join in the show?

"Hey, it's alright," Yuan Jiayi felt embarrassed by the compliment, grabbed the water glass in Bo Shenyan's hand and drank it down in one gulp, "Look at you, it makes me thirsty."

Bo Shenyan sat relaxed on the edge of the remaining clean carpet, leaning back with his hands and looking at him with a smile on his face.

If I had known that he was so cute when he was drunk, he was willing to say anything, why didn't he let this little thing drink some wine earlier, so that he could release his inner worries and worries, instead of mixing it with the whole day's flattery and fawning? Some pathetic.

Then he remembered the tombstone.

"Why do you say that's your tombstone?"

With a hoarse voice, Bo Shenyan asked with difficulty.

Yuan Jiayi was holding his sleeveless arm and looked up and down. Hearing this, he looked at him vigilantly, shook his head and refused to answer.

"secret."

"But you said, you want to tell me a secret."

If only magic could beat magic.

Then Yuan Jiayi can also defeat Yuan Jiayi.

As expected, the young man's expression relaxed a little, he opened his mouth slightly, tilted his head and leaned against the head of the bed, "But if I tell you everything, I won't have a mother."

Bo Shenyan was about to persuade him, when the cell phone in his pocket rang again, and he frowned and connected, "Who is it?"

"Mr. Bo, Mr. Xiao Sheng fainted on stage!"

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