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

Bao Si Bai's gaze was completely on Song Runian.

At this moment, it seemed that he and Song Runian were the only ones left in the world. They walked straight over, their eyes full of doting, "Let's go."

"Wait a minute," Song Runian grabbed his arm and introduced to the people around him, "Miss Bian, this is my husband, Bao Sibai, Si Bai, this is Miss Bian, she bought me before. Designed jewelry."

"Miss Bian has a good eye, and the jewelry must suit you very well." Bao Sibai praised politely and distantly.

Bian Guanyue lowered her head slightly, her short ear-length hair tucked into the middle of her cheeks, making her cold little face hard to see clearly.

There was only a cold voice left, "Young Master Bo is too proud, it's Miss Anne, no, Mrs. Bo's design concept and craftsmanship are very good."

After exchanging greetings, the two of them stopped talking.

There is nothing to say, after all, they are just strangers, and there will be no intersection in the future.

Bao Sibai just came to pick Song Runian back to Mu Garden.

But in the next second, I heard Song Runian say again, "Miss Bian's necklace buckle is broken and needs to be repaired, but my tools are in Muyuan. She is in a hurry to wear them today, so I will make a good suggestion and ask her to come back with me." Mu Garden..."

Speaking of the latter, Song Runian's voice unconsciously became smaller and smaller.

Obviously a little apprehensive.

What if Bo Si Bai gets angry?

But what was waiting was Bao Si Bai's powerful and hot hands, tightly hugging her slender waist.

With a light force, Song Runian was embraced into his arms, and the two of them were almost stuck together, and they could clearly hear each other's heartbeat.

Her heart was beating like a drum, each sound getting heavier, and she panicked like a deer was bumping wildly.

His heartbeat was steady and powerful, spreading like ripples, and slowly tightening like an invisible net.

"It's not a good idea. You are the hostess of Muyuan, you can make any decision, you know?" Bao Sibai said in a deep voice.

Song Runian's heart beat even more wildly, and her ears were tinged with crimson, she lowered her head and hummed.

Looking at the little girl in his arms who is so cuddly, Bao Sibai's Adam's apple slipped slightly, and he suddenly wanted to kiss her.

However, Lin Chen walked forward as if he had no vision at all, and almost bumped into Song Runian's shoulder.

Bao Sibai saw it, and took Song Runian behind him, looking at Lin Chen with displeasure in his dark eyes.

That look was almost murderous.

His Nian Nian can also be touched by others casually? !

"Young Master Bo," George saw this, and hurried forward to smooth things over, "This is me, Darling, Lin Chen."

After a pause, he continued, "Darling, are you envious of Bo Shao and Annie spreading dog food? In fact, we can also spread it."

Lin Chen didn't look at George at all, but just stared at Song Runian, and reminded in a cold voice, "Designer Annie, Miss Bian's necklace is still waiting to be repaired and worn!"

"Sorry." Song Runian quickly got out of Bao Sibai's arms, and stretched out his hand to straighten his slightly messy hair, "Then let's set off now, Miss Bian, please follow my husband's car."

"Okay." Bian Guanyue nodded, and walked out with Lin Chen.

George also hurried to follow, but was held back by Song Runian. "You stay here, I have something to ask you."

"Does it have to be now?" George looked bitterly, looking at Lin Chen's back with reluctance, "Can't I ask after the necklace is repaired?"