Boss on top: My wife is too hot

After all, it is not something worth promoting.

If you say it too deliberately, it will bring back unpleasant memories.

But if you don't say it, it will only increase Jiang Xiyuan's troubles.

So Lu Mosheng thought it over and over again, and added one sentence in a serious manner, "Don't worry about the materials, I will arrange it after you recover."

Hearing this, Jiang Xiyuan felt a little more relaxed.

But thinking of what happened yesterday, she sighed without a trace.

It's okay for outsiders, at worst, Jiang Xiyuan just ignores it.

But Lu Mosheng and Knell are not the ones who only make friends once or twice. If something like that happens, they will feel somewhat uneasy.

"When we first met, I left such a strange impression on others. I'm really sorry." Jiang Xiyuan laughed at herself.

"It should be me who said sorry." Lu Mosheng narrowed his eyes slightly, with a little guilt.

If it wasn't for him, forcing her to go back to the country, maybe this kind of thing wouldn't have happened...

It's not just that the injuries to the body are not curable, but the injuries in the heart are even more difficult to heal.

The more he thought about it, the more melancholy Lu Mosheng felt, so that he gently tightened his fingertips.

He thought of Ye Shenghao, this domineering and conceited man, it seemed that it was the right choice to keep Jiang Xiyuan in Madai.

"Compared to this, having Mr. Kernell help me is the most important thing to me." Jiang Xiyuan smiled generously, "I just made you laugh."

Lu Mosheng was slightly taken aback.

It was too late for him to feel heartbroken, so how could he find it funny?
How much he wanted to tell Jiang Xiyuan that if he felt hard, he could do what pleased him.

But seeing her unhappy expression, Lu Mosheng could only suppress all his emotions.

She should understand how much self-blame and sadness he felt in his heart.

And Jiang Xiyuan's politeness made him not only see her closed heart, but also the alienation between her and him.

Lu Mosheng turned his back slightly, and glanced at the phone in Jiang Xiyuan's hand, his heart sank.

I don't know if Jiang Xiyuan also spoke in the same tone when facing Ye Chenghao, and made the division so clearly?
"Brother Lu?" Seeing Lu Mosheng suddenly fell silent, Jiang Xiyuan was a little puzzled.

"Oh, I was wondering if this would be too boring for you?" Lu Mosheng came back to his senses and asked, "How much liquid is there?"

"There is still the last group, it should be over in an hour or two." Jiang Xiyuan said naturally, "Don't worry that I won't be fun, there are games on the phone, you can pass the time."

"That's right." Lu Mosheng noticed the picture on the phone screen just now, the girly style of painting, I really can't imagine that Jiang Xiyuan also prefers it. "Not the type you'd like."

"It's just that it's not brain-intensive, and you can still watch it as an anime. The process is quite relaxing." Jiang Xiyuan pursed her lips lightly, smiled lightly, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly explained, "Is it too childish?"

"It's a good thing to improve your mood." Lu Mosheng said gently.

childish?

Could it be that these two words were not used by her to describe Ye Shenghao?
It can make this woman feel happy and relaxed because of a game under such heavy pressure. If Ye Shenghao's approach is naive, then Jiang Xiyuan, who accepts his naive approach, does not count. Same idea?
But watching her play a mobile game so happily, Lu Mosheng felt helpless, this was a problem he had never thought of.

Ye Shenghao, what kind of man is he?
……

Zhang Bo parked the car, followed Jiang Xiyuan's ward information on his mobile phone, and went directly to bed No. 1 in the single room.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, his mood sank slightly. Jiang Xiyuan's misunderstanding of him became deeper and deeper...

In the elevator, he accidentally passed a man, until the moment the elevator door closed, a familiar face suddenly appeared in his mind.

Kerry?

Ye Shenghao's secretary!

Why is he here?

Others say it's not necessarily true, but Ye Shenghao's words can't be such a coincidence!

Zhang Bo suddenly became nervous, and quickly pinched the fingertips hanging on his knees.

Thinking of the floor where the elevator stopped just now, an inexplicable anger welled up spontaneously.

Unspeakably upset, Zhang Bo raised his hand and pulled the collar of his shirt, and his face became gloomy.

He looked impatiently at the number of the elevator, feeling that the time was so long...

Zhang Bo grabbed his fingertips fiercely, and when the elevator opened a crack, he walked straight to the door and walked forward quickly.

The closer he was to Jiang Xiyuan's ward, the more tense Zhang Bo's mood became. Some illusory scenes were imagined in his mind, which made him frown.

He pulled the doorknob and pushed it open.

……

The moment Kerry left the elevator, he called Ye Shenghao.

"President, your pen was indeed left at the nurse's station." Kerry said respectfully and coldly.

"Okay." The other party responded indifferently.

Chris thought for a moment, then fell silent.

"Is there anything else?" Ye Shenghao asked.

"When I got out of the elevator, I met Mr. Zhang." Kerry said.

"Yeah." Ye Shenghao said coldly, "Come back after you get the pen."

"..." Kerry sank, "Yes, Mr. Ye."

After hanging up the phone, Kerry looked at the screen for a long time without responding.

For Ye Shenghao, pens that are personal belongings are generally not left behind casually, and there was no signing involved before, so why would he take out the pen for no reason and forget it at the nurse's station?
Thinking about the private kitchen set meal that I deliberately ordered before, and now that Zhang Bo has suddenly arrived at the hospital again, this...

Why does Ye Shenghao seem to know everything...

After a while, Kerry glanced sideways at the back with a meaningful look.

……

Jiang Xiyuan looked at Zhang Bo who was standing at the door, and was slightly startled, but Zhang Bo stood where he was, silent.

Especially the cold light and distrust that shot out from his brown pupils made Jiang Xiyuan's surprise slowly turn into indifference.

"Xiyuan, I'll remove the dining table first." Lu Mosheng stood up, deliberately covering the food on the dining table with his hands.

Behind the calmness lies Lu Mosheng's deep doubts.

Why did Zhang Bo come here at this moment?

"Excuse me, Brother Lu." Jiang Xiyuan nodded politely.

When Lu Mosheng left the house, Jiang Xiyuan turned her eyes away and picked up the phone to play again, as if she didn't see where Zhang Bo was standing.

She turned a blind eye like this, making Zhang Bo feel depressed.

With sullen eyebrows and pursed lips, he walked to the bed, and the first thing he saw was a bottle of red wine on the bedside table.

In an instant, the corners of Zhang Bo's eyebrows twitched violently.

The moment he saw Kerry, he thought it would be Ye Shenghao by coincidence, but the presence of Lu Mosheng still made him extremely unhappy, even though there was no inexplicable relationship between them.

"What did you have for lunch?" Zhang Bo looked at the bottle of red wine with cold eyes, and his fingertips were secretly tightening.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiyuan raised her eyes in disbelief.

Although he didn't express his state of mind directly, such an oblique attitude made her feel even more hurtful.

Jiang Xiyuan looked at this man with whom she was a childhood sweetheart, this man who was still engaged to him, when she was being treated for the injury, he did not immediately care about her injury, but instead had a questioning look, still suspicious of her.

Facing the man who furrowed his brows and desperately wanted an answer, Jiang Xiyuan only drew the line of his lips indifferently.

"Compared to knowing what I ate, do you want to know who sent this lunch? Who did you eat with? Zhang Bo, when did you talk so obliquely?"

Hearing this, Zhang Bo's heart trembled, feeling very uncomfortable.

Especially seeing Jiang Xiyuan's cold eyes casually sweeping across his cheeks, finally shaking his head, lowering his head to fiddle with the phone, completely pretending that he didn't exist, Zhang Bo took a deep breath.

"Is it really so difficult for us to communicate now?" Faced with Jiang Xiyuan's deliberate alienation, Zhang Bo was very upset.

"How to communicate?" Jiang Xiyuan put down the phone, raised her eyes and asked calmly. "If you insist on confirming what you think in your heart, why do you need to ask me for confirmation?"

"I know, I was too impulsive yesterday, but are you going to deny everything just because of this?" Zhang Bo frowned, and his tone was relatively urgent and severe. "Is there no trust between us?"

"Heh..." Facing his explanation, Jiang Xiyuan only sneered, "I really have nothing to say."

Jiang Xiyuan took advantage of the situation and lay down on her side, with her back to Zhang Bo, and stopped talking.

How cold her heart is, only she can understand.

Not to mention how long the senior, Lu Mosheng, who hadn't seen her for a long time, sent her to the hospital as soon as the incident happened, and now he takes time to visit her with care.

Even Ye Shenghao, who met by chance, asked about her injuries.

He was the only person involved, but he said lightly about the mistakes he made to her, and acted like it was Jiang Xiyuan's fault.

How to communicate?
The first sentence he came in was to question her, with extreme suspicion in his eyes. This is what he said, do you trust each other?

"Xiyuan..." Faced with her determined back, Zhang Bo was speechless after all.

Recalling her cold eyes just now, Zhang Bo only felt heavy in his heart.

"When will the liquid end? I'll ask Zhou You to come and pick you up." After a while, he said again.

"No need, I will take a taxi by myself." Jiang Xiyuan said in a very indifferent tone with his back on his back.

"..." Zhang Bo took a deep breath, pondered for a long time, and then tried to calm down, and said, "Then you rest, and I will come back tomorrow to change the medicine."

After waiting for a long time, Jiang Xiyuan didn't speak any more. Zhang Bo knew he was bored, so he sighed and turned to leave.

Jiang Xiyuan, who had her back to the door, heard the slight sound of closing the door, and felt that her heart was slowly breaking apart, as if she no longer had any expectations for anything.

However, in addition to the disappointment in my heart, there is more heartache.

She had persisted in this feeling for so many years, but in the end, it was like nothing!

She was frustrated, and grievances welled up in her heart.

In the end, no matter how stubborn she was, her shoulders secretly twitched...

But what she didn't know was that there was a tall figure standing outside the door, looking at her with a sad face, the expression on his face was extremely cold...