Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

As if to support the bodyguard's report, Bao Jingxing's cell phone rang.

Asen glanced at the caller ID, his expression suddenly became respectful, and he handed the phone to Bao Jingxing.

Bao Jingxing took the phone, looked down at the note on the screen, and answered the phone without any surprise: "Sister, what can I do for you?"

"Jing Xing, do you know what you're doing?" Bojiu suppressed his anger and asked in a low voice, "I don't believe Xiaoqian really had an accident. Where did you hide her? Where were you last night?" asleep?"

Bao Jingxing replied calmly: "I've been busy preparing for the funeral for the past few days. If you don't believe the news of her death, come and attend her farewell ceremony this afternoon."

"You fart!" Bojiu swears indignantly: "You are committing a crime. I don't know how long you've been planning, but you can fool others, but you can't fool me, let alone Xiaoqian's family!"

Bao Jingxing was thoughtful, and asked ponderingly, "Xiaoqian's family?"

"Yes!" Bojiu sighed weakly when he said this: "Chu Xinian, he is Chu Baoer's father, and he is barely Xiaoqian's family member. He came to settle accounts with the Bo family for Xiaoqian's brother. in the office."

Bao Jingxing pursed his thin lips, guessing that Chu Xianian would not give up easily: "What does Dad mean?"

"Dad means to ask you to return Xiaoqian immediately. This matter will be treated as a misunderstanding. Please calm down and end these ridiculous things immediately!"

Speaking of this, Bojiu felt a little soft-hearted, sighed and continued: "Jing Xing, you know that Xiaoqian's mental condition is not very good, did you get her consent to do these things?"

Bao Jingxing was silent for a moment, "Sister, I'm already preparing for her funeral, what you said is meaningless."

"Jing Xing!" Bojiu was very anxious, but he had nothing to do with his only younger brother: "Forget it, you come to the company first, Chu Xiannian contacted our reporter, if you keep refusing to show up, it will inevitably arouse suspicion. "

"Okay, I'll be right here."

Put down your phone.

Bao Jingxing ordered the bodyguards to stay here, watch out for any suspicious persons around, and lead Asen to leave through the back door.

Temporary part-time driver job.

Asen held the steering wheel, peeked at Bao Jingxing's expression from the rearview mirror, and asked hesitantly, "Master, since Miss Qin thinks that Miss Qin is not dead, the old man..."

"His thoughts will not tell me directly like Beaujou."

Giving the answer with a serious expression, Bao Jingxing continued to say, "But, at least in front of Chu Xiannian, Dad won't expose me."

half an hour.

The limousine drove into the most famous office building area in Beijing.

The black glass curtain wall reflected the slender figure of the man, and Bao Jingxing took the elevator to the top floor, with an extremely rare expressionless face.

When the passing staff saw him and thought of yesterday's news, they immediately understood his mood and offered comfort in twos and threes.

"Master, please forgive me."

"We are very sorry to hear this news."

"If that Miss Qin is alive in the sky, I definitely don't want you to be so sad."

"I sincerely hope that Miss Qin's funeral will be held smoothly. If there is anything that can help, we will be happy."

Listen to everyone's condolences.

Bao Jingxing's expression was dull and emotionless, and he nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Everyone didn't dare to affect his mood any more, they left quietly on tiptoe, secretly discussing Bao Jingxing's infatuation, and lamented Miss Qin's beauty.

Pass these people by.

Bao Jingxing came to the end of the corridor and pushed open the heavy door of the office.

Luxuriously decorated room.

Chu Xianian slowly played with the coffee cup in his hand, no sadness could be seen in his handsome eyebrows, his unusual calm made people feel vigilant.

At a distance of tens of meters, Bo Huaijin sat behind a rosewood desk, casually looking at the financial statements spread out on the table, with a middle-aged demeanor without anger and prestige, looking like a respected elder.

"Dad, I'm here."

Opening his mouth to say hello to Bo Huaijin, Bo Jingxing glanced at Chu Xiannian indiscriminately, with an undisguised gloom in his expression, which was in line with his mood at the moment.

Chu Xiannian stared at him unblinkingly, with some exploration hidden in his deep eyes.

Because Qin Yiren's whereabouts were unknown, no matter how much he hated Bao Jingxing's pretentiousness, now was not the time to get angry.

"Jing Xing, you're here."

Bo Huaijin greeted with a complicated mood, "This is Mr. Chu. On behalf of Ms. Qin's family, he asked about the details of the car accident."

Bao Jingxing was noncommittal, met Chu Xiannian's gaze, and said calmly: "I do have something to say, but I shouldn't say it to you."

Chu Xiannian smiled tit-for-tat: "Qin Er has entrusted me with full authority over this matter, and you must give me an explanation."

The voice fell.

The two men with their own merits were silent at the same time, as if electric sparks could be seen crackling in the air.

Bo Huaijin thought for a while, then slowly said: "You two young people have something to say, since the accident has happened, what we want to talk about is how to make up for it."

"I don't accept any compensation other than returning Yiren to me."

Chu Xiannian answered without hesitation, trying not to give Bo Huaijin any face: "Professor Bo brought Yiren to the capital on purpose. Such an accident happened just one day ago. I don't believe it's true."

"Whether you believe it or not, facts are facts."

Bao Jingxing answered the words with a blank face, raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and sat down on the sofa a little tiredly: "The appraisal report of the car accident has come out, and the cause of the accident was that the car lost control..."

Speaking of it.

He clenched his fists violently, as if he couldn't bear it, and asked in a low voice: "Chu Xinian, I know you still miss Xiaoqian, but now that something like this is happening, my pain is no less than yours, you are not Xiaoqian family, it’s not your turn to question me.”

"Professor Bo, you lost my Iraqi, of course I can only ask you for someone."

Chu Xi Nian looked at him inscrutablely, and continued slowly: "We are smart people who don't speak dark words, you and I are very clear about the power of the Bo family, what you said... including the appraisal report, I don't understand every single word." Do not believe."

Bao Jingxing frowned, "Then how do you want me to explain it?"

"I don't want your explanation, I just want Yi Ren to come back."

Concisely and succinctly stated the reason for his visit, Chu Xiannian raised his eyes to look at Bo Huaijin who stayed out of the matter, and said lightly: "Uncle, people like you value reputation the most. If Bao Jingxing returns Yiren to me now, I can pretend that I have nothing." Happened, and will not talk nonsense in front of the media, otherwise..."

"Otherwise?" Bao Jingxing sneered slightly: "Chu Xinian, this is not Jianghai, do you really think that you can threaten me?"