Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

Si Boheng was stunned, then nodded.

Turning around, he said something to Mr. Si again, and then went out.

Tang Yunyan smiled again, still looking very energetic.

"It's already nine o'clock, old man, aren't you hungry? Let's go, let's go eat."

Old man Si looked at her with sharp eyes.

"what happened?"

As soon as Tang Yunyan's expression collapsed, she knew that nothing she could think of could escape the old man's eyes.

After Si Boheng went out, he asked Uncle Geng.

"Where's Fluffy?"

"In your room."

Si Boheng paused and looked back at Uncle Geng.

"Did she not go down to eat?"

Uncle Geng hesitated for a moment and said.

"Miss Yan said she was going to wait for you in your room, so I took her to your room."

Si Boheng frowned, and hurried back to the room.

When he saw Yan Rongrong curled up on the bed, he immediately understood why his mother went looking for him.

He knelt down and held Yan Rongrong's hand, trying to pull her out of the quilt, but Yan Rongrong held on to the quilt tightly, but didn't let go, and whispered.

"Don't hate me, I can be better."

Si Boheng didn't hear clearly, so he lowered his head and moved closer to hear what she was whispering.

But for a long time, Yan Rongrong didn't speak again, he frowned, turned his head to look over, and met Yan Rongrong's watery eyes.

The two were so close that they could feel each other's breath, and he could even see the dry tears on Furry's face, as well as the sadness between his brows.

"soft and thick"

He wanted to say something, but in the next moment, a pair of hands wrapped around his neck, and he smiled at him with furry eyebrows and crooked eyes.

"Mr. Si, have you finished talking?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, maybe because she just woke up, her eyes were still blurred, but she allowed him to get so close, it was a kind of trust.

"Why are you here? Are you hungry? Didn't you go down to eat?"

Si Boheng's voice was very soft, but the hot air that spewed out fell on Yan Rongrong's face and lips, making her consciousness a little confused, so she said what was in her heart directly.

"I'm waiting for you to come back, and I want to know your grandpa's attitude."

Yan Rongrong's eyes were a little sad, and her mouth was unconsciously flattened, as if she was about to cry.

"I'm a loner. Now even my parents and brothers don't want me. I... only have myself. Will your family... agree?"

Si Boheng frowned, his voice was a little anxious.

"Why do you think so?"

Yan Rongrong took a deep breath, then lifted her head up, and lightly rubbed Si Boheng's face.

"Because I read in the novel that the heirs of big families like you all want to marry daughters of other big families. I... not only can't bring you any help, but I'm even a drag on you."

Si Boheng's face darkened, and his eyes became sharp.

Yan Rongrong immediately shut up, and secretly wanted to put down her arms.

But the next moment, Si Boheng directly lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

"Don't be afraid of me."

Yan Rongrong blinked her big eyes, not daring to show her breath.

Mr. Si's eyes just now were very scary, and when he was sullen, it was even more frightening.

"But I don't want to hear such words in the future. I can understand your hesitation and anxiety when you suddenly contacted my house, but you can't doubt yourself. You are very good. How can you be worse than those young ladies?"

Yan Rongrong still kept her mouth tightly shut, but her eyes rolled around.

"say"

Yan Rongrong swallowed, and whispered.

"I'm hungry, your cooking is too slow."

Si Boheng's stern face was immediately stained with a smile, and he couldn't help pecking her lips again.

"Okay, I'll make them speed up,"

Yan Rongrong hung directly around his neck and was supported by him, then he stretched out his arms and carried her directly into the bathroom.

"Wash your face, it's like a cat."

Yan Rongrong sniffed, washed her face obediently, and after she lowered her head and poured water on her face, she asked.

"So your grandfather's attitude is that he can accept me?"

Her voice came from the washbasin, a little muffled.

Si Boheng was standing right behind her, holding a towel in his hand.

"From the Si family to my generation, there is no need for marriage. My marriage is free to decide. Grandpa and the others will not interfere too much, and now they like you very much."

Yan Rongrong raised her head and looked at him with water droplets all over her face.

"In your generation? Then your parents are married?"

Si Boheng held the back of her head and said while wiping the water off her face.

"Something, but not all."

After wiping it clean, seeing that Yan Rongrong was still staring at him, Si Boheng had no choice but to put down the towel and said softly.

"You didn't bring your skin care products, so, do I need to ask someone to buy some now?"

Yan Rongrong touched her face, smiled and shook her head.

"My skin is very good, and I didn't use skin care products before. It's okay, it won't affect my appearance, right?"

Si Boheng chuckled, and actually looked at her face with his hands in his hands.

"Ruo Qingshui Furong, this little beauty is well worth it!"

Yan Rongrong was very happy to be praised by Mr. Si, and then put her arms around Si Boheng's neck and tried to kiss him, but she couldn't reach him.

Si Boheng was already more than a head taller than her, and she could touch his lips as a stepping foot, but just now Si Boheng went to get the comb and raised his head.

Embarrassed, Yan Rongrong quickly let go, stepped back, and stared at Si Boheng angrily.

Si Boheng was also stunned for a moment, equally annoyed, he threw himself into his arms but failed to catch, alas!

After Yan Rongrong finished tidying up, the two came out of the room, Yan Rongrong still asked in a low voice if his parents were married.

Si Boheng held her hand and said as he walked.

"My parents must have made a mistake. Originally, his marriage partner was the eldest lady of the Tang family, but then my father had a car accident, and the hospital declared him in a vegetable state. The wedding happened at that time. The Tang family The eldest lady didn't want to marry a vegetable, so she took her half-sister who was sent to the countryside since she was a child back to the Tang family, and her sister married her instead."

Yan Rongrong's eyes widened, her face was full of astonishment, how could this be like the CEO's novel she read recently, Marriage instead?

"Your mother is Miss Tang's younger sister?"

"Yes, it was my mother who married. You can see my mother's character. She is not the daughter of a traditional wealthy family. She is very eccentric and casual, but because of this, her heart is very soft and sincere. I treat you well because I really like you."

With bright eyes, Yan Rongrong hugged Si Boheng's arm.

"Then how did your parents fall in love? No, should your father wake up first? Did he wake up on the day of the wedding? Then they got together?"

Seeing Yan Rongrong's expectant face, Si Boheng smiled helplessly.

"No, my father didn't wake up. My mother took care of him for a whole year. Then he woke up. I heard from grandpa that he was not so harmonious."