Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

The car was very quiet all the way, and the tense atmosphere made Uncle Jiang afraid to change speed while driving.

It wasn't until the car reached the parking lot of a villa in the suburbs that he took a long breath, got out of the car and opened the door.

Shen Wanci was not as dignified as Bo Jingzhou, and didn't like being so 'served'. When he was about to open the door, Bo Jingzhou said lightly: "I like people with big breasts and no brains?"

"..."

Shen Wanci almost choked. He had forgotten about her even if he didn't mention her. She said this purely to discredit him. Who knows what he likes!

She turned around and saw Bo Jingzhou's eyes falling just below her collarbone. Unconsciously or not, there was a hint of disapproval in his eyes.

Shen Wanci could understand this parting as disgust.

“Isn’t it natural for men to like big things?”

So after three years of marriage with her, he couldn't even have basic desires, but Jian Weining also had an average figure.

Bo Jingzhou frowned, "I don't like it."

Shen Wanci curled up her lips and smiled. Her beauty had a kind of aggressive beauty. With such a smile, if it were an ordinary man, his soul would be lost by her. But Bo Jingzhou just looked at her indifferently, with a look between his eyebrows. No fluctuations.

She said: "Whether you like it or not is none of my business, but I like big things with good functions. This is also the primary reason for divorcing you."

Bo Jingzhou's face fell instantly, and the atmosphere in the carriage became stagnant and cold at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The soundproofing effect of the car was not good. Uncle Jiang, who was standing outside the car, listened to the conversation between the two. At this moment, his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Seeing that Bo Jingzhou was getting angry, he hurriedly opened the car door despite the pressure -

"Young Master, Young Madam, you're home."

Shen Wanci got out of the car first and saw Jiang Yazhu walking out of the villa with a gentle smile on her face. She took her hand and walked inside, "Wanwan, I asked Aunt Wang to stew the bird's nest for you, and specially added I got some medicinal herbs for beauty and beauty.”

Bo Jingzhou, who was still sitting in the car, was completely ignored.

After entering the room, Jiang Yazhu asked in a low voice, "Did that brat bully you?"

She had seen the news yesterday, and she was afraid that she would be sad later, so she asked the two of them to come back and stay tonight.

"Mom, he and I..."

She wanted to say that she and Bo Jingzhou were divorcing, but she was interrupted by Jiang Yazhu: "If that kid bullies you, just tell me and I'll ask his dad to whip him with a belt! Don't follow him, I'll wait for him I’ll send you a menu, all of which are things he doesn’t like. From tomorrow on, you’ll take turns ordering them for him for a month. I also called Chen Xu and told him not to open a small stove for Bo Jingzhou, otherwise he will be fired!”

She didn't mention Jian Weining at all, just because she was afraid that Shen Wanci would be sad after hearing this.

Aunt Wang walked towards the two of them with a shawl, "Madam, you were not feeling well just now, why didn't you put on a shawl when you went out? Madam, you have to advise me, you don't take your body seriously." "

In this way, Shen Wanci had no chance to say her words about divorce.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? Have you called the doctor?"

Jiang Yazhu waved his hand, "Hey, just take care of your old problem and get better. There is no need for the doctor to go to this remote place in the middle of the night."

It was indeed quite late now. Jiang Yazhu drank the bird's nest with Shen Wanci, put the prepared Tinker Bell on her hand, and then went upstairs to sleep.

Before leaving, she gave Bo Jingzhou a hard look and said, "You brat, if you don't coax Wan Ci well tonight, I'll beat you to death!"

Bo Jingzhou: "..."

He hasn't spoken since he came back. How can he be shot?

Bo Jingzhou and Shen Wanci's room was on the second floor. Knowing that they were coming back, Aunt Wang had already changed the bedding.

Shen Wanci went to get her pajamas to prepare for washing, but when she opened the closet, she found that her set of pure cotton pajamas was gone, replaced by... various sexy silk V-neck nightgowns, including two sets of role-playing fun. Clothes.

Everyone in the villa knew that Jiang Yazhu wanted to hold a grandson. They had been preparing the baby's room since they got married. They bought piles of toys and clothes for both boys and girls.

Now these clothes are also prepared for the two of them to have a baby...

Shen Wanci could not help but sympathize with her. If she knew that the two of them had been in a sexless marriage for the past three years, would she be so angry that she would throw out Bo Jingzhou, a frivolous thing?

She turned back to look at Bo Jingzhou and saw that he was also looking at the clothes in the cabinet, his eyes as cold as ever.

He looked at her sideways and said, "These are not suitable for you."

Shen Wanci: "..."

She picked out the one that covered the most flesh, and when she was about to reach for it, Bo Jingzhou threw one of his shirts at her, "Wear this."

Shen Wanci took it. The man was tall and straight, and his shirt could cover her knees. It was indeed better than these weird nightgowns. She didn't show any pretense and went directly to the bathroom with the shirt.

According to the law, half of all the property in Bo Jingzhou's name belongs to her. Rounding off, this shirt belongs to her.

After washing and drying his hair, when Shen Wanci came out, Bo Jingzhou was standing on the balcony smoking. A thin layer of smoke enveloped his face, softening the man's sharp features.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but when Bo Jingzhou's eyes fell on her, they suddenly became a little darker, but it passed quickly.

The man smoked a cigarette and walked in. Without stopping, he passed her by and entered the bathroom.

Shen Wanci had long been used to it. He was so sad that he felt numb, so he didn't feel anything at all.

After a while, someone knocked on the door, and it was Aunt Wang who brought a bowl of soup up, "Young Madam, Madam cooked this for the Young Master herself. You watch him drink it. Don't waste Madam's efforts. In order to make this soup, Madam put her hands on They're all burned... She has a hard mouth but a soft heart. She didn't say anything downstairs just now, but she was still thinking about the young master in her heart, fearing that he wouldn't be able to eat well outside, so now she asked me to deliver it. "

"it is good."

Shen Wanci understood very well. After all, he was his biological son, so he couldn't care less.

The man took a shower quickly, and when he came out he saw soup on the coffee table.

Shen Wanci: "Mom cooked it herself, drink it quickly."

Bo Jingzhou glanced at it but said nothing and had no intention of drinking.

Seeing him like this, Shen Wanci thought of Aunt Wang's words and... the sad incident that he had not eaten all the meals over the years, and she felt a little annoyed for a moment: "Bo Jingzhou, Mom even burned her hands trying to make soup, so you can't bear to let her down." A thoughtful thought?"

Bo Jingzhou heard these four words of "disappointment" as meaning.

He looked at her, suddenly raised his lips, and asked with a half-smile, "Do you really want me to drink it?"