Heavenly Wife Domineering Love

After returning to Bo's residence, Bo Muyan quickly discovered the injury on her hand, "What's going on?"

Su Qianqian quickly put her hands behind her back, "It's nothing."

"What's in your hand?" Bo Muyan continued to ask.

Su Qianqian hesitated and took the photo album in front of him, "Go get the old things."

Bo Muyan grabbed her hand, "I'm back at Su's house, how did you get hurt like this?"

Su Qianqian bit her lower lip, "It's okay, I accidentally burned the water when I drank it."

"Do you think I'm blind?" Bo Muyan said with a gloomy face, "This injury looks like it was burned, who did it?"

Su Qianqian held the photo album tightly in her arms, "Can I go in and talk to you slowly?"

Feeling the pleading in her eyes, Bo Muyan's anger suddenly disappeared by half.

He took Su Qianqian back to the room, took out the medicine box and bandaged her, "Did you find a pattern?"

"what?"

Su Qianqian was thinking about where to explain it to him, but he came up with such a sentence with a big jump in his mind.

"Every time you leave my sight, you will bruise yourself all over!"

"It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Su Qianqian really didn't dare to blatantly deny it, the man's conclusion was not unfounded.

Then, Bo Muyan said in a commanding tone, "For your safety, no matter where you go in the future, you must accompany me!"

"No need?" Su Qianqian groaned secretly, if he was always by her side, then she wouldn't be able to do anything.

Bo Muyan tied the gauze, picked up the photo album on the table, and changed the subject directly, "Go back to Su's house and get this?"

Su Qianqian nodded silently, and stretched out her hand to pick up the photo album.

Bo Muyan raised his arms, "Can I watch?"

Su Qianqian hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

The cover of the album is a photo of a calla lily. If it weren't for the burnt lower right corner, it would have been more pure and elegant.

The title page is a yellowed photo.

In the photo is a dignified and delicate woman who looks to be in her 30s, with bright eyes full of intelligence.

"This is my mother!" Su Qianqian took a deep breath, "This is the last photo of her before the accident!"

Bo Muyan raised her phoenix eyes, and made a comparison between the photos of Su Qianqian and Lin Ge, "You don't look like your mother!"

"Other people say that too!" Su Qianqian's eyes dimmed, "I don't know who I look like!"

In fact, what Bo Muyan really wanted to express was: Su Qianqian is more beautiful than her mother.

It's just that he can't say this kind of words, and this woman has always been stupid, it is impossible to hear it.

Of course, he can also see that Su Qianqian loves his mother very much, but he feels reluctant to even mention his father Su Tianqi.

It's no wonder that if Su Tianqi felt sorry for this daughter, he wouldn't have let her marry into the Bo family just because of the money.

"How is your mother's illness now?" Bo Muyan asked again.

Su Qianqian repeated Du Wenxuan's words to Bo Muyan, "The doctor said that it might be an illusion, but I still want to fight for it!"

"Today you went back to Su's house to pick up this photo album, just to evoke your mother's memory?"

Su Qianqian nodded, "I want to put this photo album on my mother's bedside, I believe she will definitely feel it!"

"Ah."

Bo Muyan continued to scroll back, and there were many photos of Su Qianqian and Lin Ge when they were young.

But when Lin Ge was five years old, Lin Ge had a car accident, and Su Qianqian was sent to his grandfather in the countryside, so he seldom took photos.

So these photos are basically before the age of five.

"Your baby fat is serious!" Bo Muyan sighed while looking at the photo.

"That photo is only three years old, and baby fat is normal!"

"Yes, let me see!"

As he spoke, Bo Muyan touched Su Qianqian's chin with his long fingers, and looked at her as if checking for bacteria.

Su Qianqian's face blushed involuntarily, she pushed him away and went to the bathroom.

Bo Muyan continued to look through the album, and suddenly, a photo of Su Qianqian wearing a blue plaid skirt came into view.

This photo looks familiar, I must have seen it somewhere!

Bo Muyan quickly searched in his brain, yes, when he was discussing cooperation with Nan Jingze a few days ago, he saw a painting in his office.

The little girl in the painting, with the green forest behind her, is also wearing this skirt.

At that time, Bo Muyan felt strange and asked him what kind of painting it was. Nan Jingze said that he drew it by himself.

Nan Jingze loved tracing since he was a child, so it's not surprising that he drew a picture, and he didn't care too much about it.

But why did Nan Jingze draw Su Qianqian as a child?
Bo Muyan suddenly remembered that Su Qianqian had said that Nan Jingze had regarded her as the person he was looking for more than once.

Could it be that Su Qianqian is really the person Nan Jingze is looking for?
Bo Muyan took a closer look at the photo again. The little girl in it was probably less than ten years old. She was very thin and her skin was a little dark.

If it didn't appear in this photo album, compared with her current appearance, she would basically be unrecognizable.

His first reaction was that Nan Jingze must not be allowed to see this photo!

Thinking of this, Bo Muyan looked in the direction of the bathroom, and Su Qianqian's figure was reflected on the frosted glass of the door.

He quickly pulled out the photo and hid it in the inner pocket of his suit.

The whole thing is just speculation, and maybe not true.

Even so, he wanted to cut the matter out of it.

He didn't want any man to get too close to Su Qianqian, even if that person was his good friend and partner Nan Jingze.

Su Qianqian came out of the bathroom, looked at the blank space of the photo album, and asked as if talking to herself, "Aren't there any photos here?"

Bo Muyan glanced at her, "I remember, no!"

Su Qianqian pressed her temple with one hand, "When I came back to take the bus, I read this photo album from beginning to end. I remember that the photos seemed to be full. Could it be that one was lost on the way?"

Bo Muyan asked calmly, "Then do you still remember which photo is here?"

Su Qianqian shook her head, "Probably I misremembered!"

The man was silent, stroking the photo in the inner pocket of his suit with his fingertips.