Exciting game!Plutocrat Bo Ye can't afford it

Three months ago, she went to a banquet on a sea cruise ship.

Saw a few pieces of driftwood in the distance.

The girl floated in the sea on the driftwood, and was still breathing weakly when she was rescued.

Due to the severe impact and prolonged immersion in sea water, his consciousness fell into a coma.

Over the past three months, the trauma on her body has gradually healed.

I just don't know when I will wake up.

The woman asked, "Doctor, does her finger move, does that mean she is about to wake up?"

"Yes ma'am."

There are cases of vegetative people awakening in clinical medicine.

For all people who are deeply unconscious, the sign before waking up is that their limbs have been touched.

However, the doctor can't predict when he will wake up.

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The office building of Bo Group.

After returning from advanced studies at New York University, Bo Chuchu joined Pink's entertainment design department.

Today, I came to the design department of the head office to discuss the design plan, which coincides with the company's shareholders meeting.Bo Chuchu waited outside the conference hall for 15 minutes, waiting for her father, Bo Qin.

While waiting, she clicked on Weibo.

The first id of 'recent visit' is: author Meng Le

Seeing this name, Bo Chuchu couldn't help pinching the phone tightly, her nose sore.

Meng Meng's latest Weibo content is still in the short play adapted from the novel "Hundred Billions of Favors". She disclosed her love affair with Bo Yu, showing off the love between husband and wife in front of hundreds of millions of netizens.

The tens of thousands of comments below are all left by real people.

"Blessing 99."

"A combination of handsome men and beautiful women."

"The No. 1 story that shines into reality, Meng Meng and Mr. Bo must last for a long time."

Bo Chuchu was too engrossed in watching.

The door of the conference room opened, and Bo Qin walked beside her, but she didn't notice.

Seeing his daughter's wet eyes, the man squatted down and carefully touched her face, "What's the matter, Chuchu? Waiting for Dad to get angry?"

Bo Chuchu raised her hand and wiped her face, "No..."

She looked up, and Bo Qin saw the screen of her mobile phone, which was the Weibo interface.

You don't need to think about it to know that she is browsing Shen Zhiyi's or Bo Yu's Weibo.

Shen Zhiyi's novel has been discontinued for more than three months.

Readers rushed to Bo Yu's Weibo to leave messages to urge updates.

They didn't know that the author had passed away, and the insiders felt only sadness when they saw these messages.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, Chuchu, you have grown up, you have to look at it a little bit, you know?" Bo Qin comforted her as much as possible.

Bo Chuchu understood this truth.

However, if a living person said that he was gone, he would be gone, and she couldn't accept it in a short time.

The girl raised her head, just in time to see Bo Yu coming out of the conference room.

Men are still the same.

Sven is indifferent, calm and introverted.

Listen carefully to the assistant's work report, and arrange the work tasks of departments at all levels in an orderly manner.

Bo Chuchu pursed her lips, "Third Uncle is an adult, I'm just an ignorant brat."

Bo Qin followed Bo Chuchu's gaze.

He saw Bao Yu walking away.

Regarding Bo Chuchu's words, Bo Qin remained silent.

The difference between adults and children is that children can express their emotions without fear, while adults are used to hiding them.

Bo Yu returned to the business world and assumed the responsibility of the family business.

On the bright side, he is still the master Bo who is respected by everyone in the Beijing circle, the patriarch respected by the Bo family, and the guiding light in the eyes of all the employees.

but--

Who knows, will this sturdy Buddha fall down when the night is quiet and people dream back in the middle of the night?

Seeing Bao Yu go straight to the direction of the elevator, Bo Chuchu: "Is Third Uncle off work?"

05: 30.

Bo Group's normal off-duty time.

In Bo Chuchu's memory, it was common for the third uncle to work overtime, and often he was the last one to leave the company.

Bo Qin: "Well, since A Yu moved back to Jingyuan, he got off work very punctually."

He would rather end the meeting one minute earlier, and he would not delay getting off work by one more second.

Obviously no one at home is waiting for him...

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King Garden.

10:30 in the evening.

The master bedroom on the second floor had a few pale yellow sleep lights on, and the lights were dim when viewed from the window.

Mrs. Bo made some supper and went to the second floor with her things.

She first knocked on the door three times, then held the doorknob and opened it from the outside.

Walked a few steps into the house.

I heard the soft and gentle whisper of the man in the bedroom.

Can't hear clearly.

Mrs. Bo moved forward a few more steps and brought her ears closer.

"I didn't attend the [-]-day banquet hosted by Ms. Su's children last week. The company had something to do and I went on a business trip to Rongcheng. I sent someone a congratulatory gift, two pairs of safety silver bracelets for the children."

"It's almost the end of the year. There are a lot of things in the company at the end of the year. I may work overtime starting tomorrow, and I won't be able to go home on time. But no matter how late, I will go home before seven o'clock as you stipulated."

"When I got home today, I went to the greenhouse in the backyard. The red roses cultivated by the gardener this month are growing very well and are about to bloom. I will pick some back tomorrow and make flower arrangements for you to see."

"..."

The man's voice is as warm and soft as water.

Although Mrs. Bao couldn't hear his words clearly, she could feel the tenderness just by hearing his vague voice.

Is sir talking to someone on the phone?

It seems to mention Miss Su's child and the red rose in the yard?

Mrs. Bo didn't continue to eavesdrop.

She walked forward slowly, knocked lightly on the door of the bedroom twice, "Sir, I made supper."

There are two sleep lights on in the bedroom.

Bo Yu sat on the beanbag sofa on the south side, beside him was a pink carpet filled with Doraemon.

This position is for him to have his bookshelves removed, to make room for Shen Zhiyi to play with her gadgets.The beanbag sofa was also bought by Shen Zhiyi, and she often sat cross-legged on it and wrote books with a laptop in hand.

now.

Light yellow light and shadow fell on the man.

Reflect the silhouette of his side.

A little gloomy, a little desolate.

But he seemed to be in a good mood, with tenderness between his brows.

Turning his head to look at Mrs. Bo at the door, Bo Yu's words and deeds are also normal, "Well, you put it on the table, I'll eat it later."

Mrs. Bo didn't look much, and replied, "Yes sir."

She put the plate with snacks on the table, and when she got up, she took another look at Bao Yu under the shadow of the light source.

The woman said with concern: "Sir, it's getting late, you should go to bed early."

Bo Yu nodded, "You too."

Mrs. Bo left the bedroom, she held the doorknob and slowly closed the door.

The gap between the doors became smaller and smaller, and the picture of the Mr. in the line of sight gradually shrank.Before closing the door completely, Mrs. Bo glanced at Bao Yu who was sitting on the sofa again.

Leaving the master bedroom, Mrs. Bo stood in the corridor for a long time.

Do not know why.

She was always worried.

Everyone in the villa felt that the husband's life was on the right track, and they ignored the fact that his wife had passed away.But she felt that the husband was stuck in a certain link and couldn't get out.

The more normal he seemed, the more abnormal he became.