After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

The next day, An Qian woke up and began to put on makeup without eating breakfast.

Wang Chenyang said yesterday that she is not good enough for the young master. Although there is a big gap between her and the young master, she does not steam the steamed buns to compete for breath, and she has to do a full set of acting. She always wants to appear in front of Wang Chenyang with the young master in her most beautiful appearance. , completely shut his mouth!

Bo opened the door to Chengla, and saw An Qian painted with delicate makeup, dressed up beautifully, playing with some lifeless flowers, which were given by him last time.

The flowers are lifeless, but they make her even more beautiful.

He shook his head, and had to admit that An Qian was pretty. He usually didn't wear makeup, and his appearance was also high-quality. With makeup on, he looked very expensive, like a coquettish villain.

But he quickly reacted, thinking of what the woman said last time that she was too lazy to put on makeup.

Her complexion couldn't help but sink. Except when she saw him, this woman was always well-dressed.

For the first time, Bo Xiangcheng had doubts about himself, did he really not have the slightest attraction to her?

He drove away so many women in middle and high school, so he thinks he is still a high-quality man?

Seeing that the woman even had a pair of high heels in each hand, and when he was struggling with which pair to wear, Bo Xiangcheng's face turned cold, "Are you going to reject people, or to seduce people?"

He strode over and snatched the high heels from her, "I'm pregnant, what high heels do I wear?"

An Qian was a little dazed: "Are you angry? Why are you angry?"

Bo Xiangcheng looked indifferent: "Who is angry? You think too much."

"Young master is obviously angry, but he still doesn't admit it." After An Qian muttered, she found a pair of flat shoes and put them on.

Wang Chenyang's original appointment was at six o'clock in the evening, and he happened to be off work at that time, so he had more time to chat with An Qian.

But An Qian seemed to see through his mind, and he decided to make an appointment before nine o'clock in the morning. He still had to go to work at nine o'clock, so he made it clear and left after a few words.

But he didn't have the initiative, and he wanted to see An Qian.

An Qian and Bo Xiangcheng walked out of the community, and Zhang Wang rushed to meet them, "Master, Mistress, where are you going?"

Seeing Miss An Qian's grand attire, is she going to participate in an event?

"You take a rest, let's go to the milk tea shop in front."

Zhang Wang is dumbfounded, should he just go to the milk tea shop?Or the milk tea shop not far ahead?

An Qian strode forward, but Bo Xiangcheng couldn't see it, so he put the woman's hand on his elbow.

An Qian looked over curiously.

Bo Xiangcheng said unhappily, "You act like we don't know each other."

An Qian nodded obediently, thinking that the young master is quite caring.

"Wang Chenyang."

Sitting with his back to the door, Wang Chenyang smiled and turned his head when he heard a familiar voice.

Then, the smile froze.

How good is plastic surgery now?

An Qian held Bo Xiangcheng's arm and got closer and closer.

Wang Chenyang was dumbfounded, no, it's impossible, right?Really Mr. Bo?

With a height of 1.9 meters, unruly eyes, and handsome facial features like sculptures, this... this seems to be Mr. Bo alive! !

"I heard that you are harassing my wife?"

"What, what! Is she already a wife?" Wang Chenyang lost his voice.

Bo Xiangchengju looked down at the man sitting on the stool condescendingly, and said coldly, "Of course it's my wife."

"This, that, I haven't seen any news."

An Qian: "We don't want to make a fuss now, don't we?"

A pair of slender big hands rested on Wang Chenyang's shoulders, Wang Chenyang shook, and Bo Xiangcheng bent over, whispering in his ear: "If you find you harassing my wife again, how about I treat you to prison?"

Wang Chenyang's face was pale and his body was stiff, "I, I didn't know before, hug, I'm sorry, Mr. Bo, I'll listen to you."

Boss must not let Boss know that he is working in a company under his family. It was hard for him to get this job.

Wang Chenyang couldn't even figure out how An Qian got together with the people in power of the Bo family.

He was patted heavily on the shoulder again, Bo Xiangcheng straightened up, and said in a deep voice without any emotion, "Apologize to my wife."

A trace of humiliation flashed across Wang Chenyang's eyes, and he apologized to Mr. Bo, which he felt was justified, but why should An Qian?The same goes for the poor from the countryside.

But he asked for trouble, so he could only grit his teeth and swallow it.

"An Qian, I'm sorry."

An Qian shook her head, took out 200 yuan, and put it on the table, "This is the money for the party, I don't need you to invite me, now it's settled, don't look for me in the future."

Wang Chenyang clenched his hands, "Okay."

No wonder, no wonder she dismissed him, ha, so she found a better one.

In her eyes, do you look like a clown?

……

"Thank you, young master."

After leaving the milk tea shop, An Qian sincerely thanked her.

"Have you blocked him?"

An Qian was stunned, "I haven't had time yet..."

Bo Xiangcheng's sharp eyes pierced, "Block the black now."

"Well, I was going to block it too." An Qian took out her phone, and blocked Wang Chenyang under the gaze of the man.

Passing by the breakfast shop, she was suddenly hungry.

"I haven't had breakfast yet, are you eating?"

Bo Xiangcheng shook his head coldly, "Don't eat."

"Then I'm going to eat." Before An Qian took two steps, her hand was grabbed.

Bo Xiangcheng frowned and looked at her disapprovingly, "It's so dirty, are you sure you want to eat it?"

An Qian waved her hand, "Where is it dirty? It just looks black, but it's not dirty."

Bo Xiangcheng: "Do you know how much dust there is on the side of the road?"

"Hey, I grew up with snacks, isn't this good? Young master, you should try it, people are not so delicate!"

Bo Xiangcheng's face darkened, "Who are you calling delicate?"

The eldest sister who bought breakfast asked, "Sister, what do you and your boyfriend have for dinner?"

An Qian hurriedly said: "Sister, two baskets of steamed buns, two bowls of millet porridge, eat here!"

Bo Xiangcheng looked at her, "Eat what you want, I'm leaving."

"My baby and I can eat it, why can't you?" An Qian muttered, grabbing the man's hard arm, "I ordered your portion, just try it."

Bo Xiangcheng pursed his lips, looked down at her, and said in a cold tone, "Let go, what are you doing?"

An Qian was startled, and let go of her hand, what happened to her?Could it be that the acting in the milk tea shop just now was confused by his mouthful and wife?

They are just acting.

They are not a real couple!

An Qian, don't get more and more presumptuous.

That's the young master!

She lowered her head and said softly, "Sorry, you go to work."

After finishing speaking, she turned and went into the breakfast shop, thinking how embarrassing, how embarrassing, there is too much to eat, so she packs it up.

She picked an empty table and sat down, feeling inexplicably heavy.

The next table should be a couple, they are sitting side by side playing games, the intimacy of laughing and joking makes her jealous.

When will she have the feeling of living with the one she loves like this?

There was a person sitting opposite, and she was not in the mood to look at it. The eldest sister brought up the steamed buns and said with a smile, "Come on, sister, and your boyfriend will share a cage."

An Qian lowered her head, picked her fingers, and replied in a low voice: "Pack one and eat here. Also, he is not my boyfriend, he has already left."

The eldest sister was stunned for a moment, "This... isn't your friend here? He didn't leave."