President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Bao Sibai followed Song Runian to the garage.

Then I saw that she actually opened the paint bucket, used a roller brush to dip the pink paint inside, and brushed it directly on the bulletproof car!

The all-black body has this touch of pink paint on it, making it extremely abrupt and ugly.

"What are you doing?" The veins on Bao Sibai's forehead twitched instantly.

But Song Runian didn't mean to be afraid, she blinked her eyes, "What's wrong? Can't you swipe?"

She folded her arms around her chest, her tone was arrogant and cold, "Didn't Master Bo give this car to me, since it belongs to me, I can't modify it casually?"

Bo Sibai: "..."

"Anyway, I'm also the hostess of Muyuan now. Even if it's fake, I should have the qualification to toss a car, right?" Song Runian asked again.

Bao Sibai looked at the woman in front of him, the two hands hanging by his side had already clenched into fists.

There are thorns in this woman's words. Could it be that she really heard something?

But when he was about to speak again, Song Runian had already raised the roller brush again and dangled in front of Bao Sibai, "Young Master Bo, if you have nothing to do, go back and eat mandarin squirrel fish, I'm going to paint."

Bo Si Bai is a clean freak.

Seeing the roller brush approaching him, he hurriedly backed away desperately, his handsome face was completely darkened.

Finally, Bo Si Bai turned and left.

Song Runian continued to paint the car.

The pungent smell of paint stimulated her tear glands, and finally, the sadness suppressed in her heart surged up overwhelmingly, turning into a crystal clear liquid, dripping down on the ground, and soon converging into a small lake.

Song Runian was really sad.

She made that squirrel mandarin fish dish for Bo Sibai today, in fact, what she wanted was to make him happy, and after getting his approval, she would change the color of the car to make it look better.

Unexpectedly, when they reached the door of the study, they heard the conversation between Bao Sibai and Gu Jiangfeng.

Bao Sibai said, she was just a fake marriage, what title did she want, did she really think of herself as Mrs. Bo?

Yes, Song Runian couldn't help laughing at his stupidity in his heart.

They are just a fake marriage, at most they can be regarded as allies, why should they think so highly of their status.

In this way, there is no need to consult with Bo Sibai at all.

It was only discussed between husband and wife, why should Bo Sibai be so lenient about things sent out between friends!

Song Runian thought about it, raised her hand and wiped away her tears fiercely, and continued to work.

This car is really too big, Song Runian has only done half of it, and she is already so tired that she can't even stand up straight.

It happened that the bucket of paint she bought was also used up, so Song Runian turned around and went back to the house, intending to continue tomorrow.

That night, Song Runian didn't even go back to the room. After putting Tuantuan to sleep, he slept directly in the children's room.

What she didn't know was that Bo Si Bai didn't sleep that night either.

Bao Sibai checked the surveillance in Muyuan and found out the truth.

In fact, Song Runian heard everything, that's why he ran out so disappointed, and even modified the car to vent his anger.

Bo Si Bai's mood at the moment was actually happy and depressed.

But why he was happy and depressed, Bo Si Bai couldn't figure out.

After living for more than 20 years, he seemed to know himself for the first time, and he couldn't figure out what was going on in his mind at all.

He kept thinking until it was almost dawn, then he got up slowly, walked out of the study, and plunged directly into the street that was only dimly lit.