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

Now that Bo Jingzhou was holding the money, he felt like he had a hot potato in his hand. He wished he could get rid of it as soon as possible: "No trouble."

Shen Wanci: "I borrowed this money from you, and I should have paid it back to you."

"It's not a loan, it's a gift. If you marry me, this money will be yours."

"I'm not in a hurry to use the money now, so I'll leave it with you."

How can Bo Jingzhou be willing? The marriage is about to happen. If one day Shen Wanci remembers that he threatened her with the [-] million yuan, and if she doesn't get a divorce, wouldn't it be worth the loss?

Shen Wanci: "Then let's exchange it for shares of some company. Anyway, the bank will lend my place to others. If I meet an 'intern', I'll probably have nothing left, and I'll still owe the bank money." .”

Bo Jingzhou: "Okay, I'll ask Assistant Wang to deliver the contract to you tomorrow."

After Nie Yucheng left, he walked up to Gu Chenye with a glass of wine: "Why are you here so late?"

"Something delayed me." When he came, he happened to see Bo Jingzhou talking to Nie Yucheng with a dark face, "What are you doing?"

Gu Chenye raised his chin in the direction of Bo Jingzhou: "What about dog abuse?"

"..." Nie Yucheng smiled, "No, let's discuss some official matters with Wan Ci. She designed the appearance of the first phase of Cross City, which has been highly praised by the industry, so I plan to invite her to participate in the second phase of the project."

Gu Chenye glanced at him suspiciously: "Is it really just for business? Are you still unwilling to give up and want to use business as an excuse? The first thing you can do is to get close to the water, right?"

Nie Yucheng gave him a cold shout: "The team for the second phase is the same as the first phase. Except for Wan Ci, who has not yet been confirmed, even the assistant who orders the fast food is the same. Do I also want to be close to the water?"

……

Not long after Nie Yucheng's birthday, it was New Year's Eve. The winter in Kyoto was very cold, and everything was white.

It was warm indoors and freezing outdoors. Under such alternation of hot and cold, Jiang Yazhu, who was already in poor health, fell ill unexpectedly, so Bo Rongxuan took her to a tropical city for vacation.

After finally taking a few days off, Shen Wanci didn't want to go anywhere. She just wanted to lie down at home. She didn't have any relatives to leave anyway. As for the Jiang family, except for Mr. Jiang, she didn't know anyone else well and had no feelings for them. It is necessary to go.

On the second day of junior high school, Mr. Jiang made an appointment to have dinner.

On family reunion days, the restaurant was almost full of bustling families sitting at the same table. However, Shen Wanci, just she, Bo Jingzhou and Jiang Er Ye, seemed particularly deserted amidst the lively conversation.

Second Master Jiang looked at the children at the next table, who were wearing red New Year's greeting clothes and decorated with pink and jade carvings. There was a burst of envy in his eyes. When he turned to Bo Jingzhou, his kindness turned to disgust, "When do you plan to marry Wan Ci?"

Bo Jingzhou clicked on the memo on his cell phone and was about to discuss the specific date with Mr. Jiang. The dates were already set, and there were several, depending on which one they thought was suitable.

This matter was originally supposed to be brought up by Bo Rongxuan and Jiang Yazhu, as it would appear more formal, but Jiang Yazhu fell ill, and it happened to be the New Year's Eve, and the list of betrothal gifts was still being processed, so they postponed the official visit to the Jiang family until after the new year.

But when Mr. Jiang asked about it, Bo Jingzhou planned to set a specific date first, and then ask if there were any specific requirements for the bride price.

Shen Wanci held the cup: "Dad, after the New Year, I may have to go abroad."

Bo Jingzhou frowned: "Which country are you going to? Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"

Mr. Jiang: "What are you going for?"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

Shen Wanci: "When I went to Italy, there was an international competition for cultural relic restorers. Director Yu just mentioned it to me two days ago. This competition is on behalf of the country. The candidates have not been finalized yet. I just suddenly remembered that I would like to tell you first. Say?"

When he thought that he wouldn't be able to see Wanwan for several days, Bo Jingzhou felt depressed, and his voice sounded as plaintive as a puppy that was about to be abandoned: "How long will it take to go?"

Shen Wanci shook his head: "It's not confirmed yet, but it should take a month or two. This is an international competition, and the restoration products will involve foreign cultural relics. We are a little weak in this regard, so we need to visit their stores in advance. Museum, make preparations."

Although I have studied before and memorized relevant information, after working, the chance of restoring foreign cultural relics is almost non-existent.

This is also the first international competition, so Director Yu and the people above attach great importance to it. Just the selection of candidates is worrying, and they strive to select people who can bring glory to the country.

Bo Jingzhou originally thought it would only be three or four days, but it turned out to be a month or two. He said unhappily: "Then we won't be able to see each other for a month or two?"

Different from his bitterness and hatred, Mr. Jiang fully agreed with this: "This is a good thing. Young people should go out and have more adventures. Don't be in love. If you are tired of being together all day long, can you give birth to an egg?"

I had previously investigated Shen Wanci's information and found out that she had given up on her dreams and worked hard for perfection in Bo Jingzhou's company. She had been a post-it girl for two years, which made me feel heartbroken and angry at the same time.

Bo Jingzhou: "I can give birth to a child."

When Mr. Jiang looked at the child at the next table just now, he could see the loving look in his eyes.

"..." Mr. Jiang was so annoyed that he looked at Shen Wanci: "This person is so good-looking, why does he have a talking mouth? Why don't you take a look at what I found for you? I promise Everyone is sweet-tongued and can coax people.”

"Uncle, nine out of ten people who are sweet-tongued and coaxing are Neptunes. Do you want to get married in the future and have green light emitting from your head every day?"

"Shut up," Mr. Jiang handed the mobile phone to Shen Wanci and took it back angrily: "You're celebrating the New Year, you only say some unpleasant words, and the green light is shining on your head..."

Although Bo Jingzhou's words were not pleasant to listen to, it seemed to be the reason why, and his sweet words could coax people. If this trick was used on other women in the future, Wan Ci would be heartbroken.

No, no, I have to choose again.

Shen Wanci couldn't laugh or cry: "Dad, please don't bother anymore. Jing Zhou just can't speak, but everything else is fine." Looking at the two people's tightly clasped hands, Mr. Jiang was so angry that his temples bulged. Jump, "Well, it's pretty good. Not many clams can turn into sperm."

Forget it, if you don't stay in college, you will become enemies if you stay here and there.

The matter of going abroad to compete has been revealed for the time being. Bo Jingzhou has been a little depressed because of Shen Wanci's going abroad.

Halfway through, he got up and went outside to smoke.

During this period, his headache symptoms became more and more frequent, and every time he had an attack, he habitually wanted to smoke.

Bo Jingzhou frowned and rubbed his temple vigorously with one hand, but he was not a professional, and such pressure could not relieve the pain.

"Mr. Bo?" A familiar female voice sounded beside him, "Do you...have a headache again? It won't work if you press it randomly like this. Do you want me to rub it for you?"