After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Jiang Wan stumbled back to the booth from the dance floor, picked up her phone and clicked on the hot search.

She remembered that this afternoon Qiao Yu was sprayed bloody by netizens.

She was just trying to have some fun, but the news about Qiao Yu disappeared!

Jiang Wan thought she was drunk and was dazzled. She stared for a long time and searched for it for a long time, but after searching for keywords such as "Qiao Nuannuan", "Qiao Yu" and "International Trade Center", she couldn't find the post with more than ten likes. Wan's original video.

Qiao Yuna's stepmother stabbed someone with a knife in the International Trade Center, and a lot of blood was seen. This was social news. How could it suddenly lose popularity within a few hours?

Jiang Wan's eyes narrowed... Unless someone suppressed the hot search.

Some trolls with heated discussions are still posting the video on their own private accounts.

But not long after it was posted, it was deleted by network administrators. The reason for deletion was that it was suspected of bloody violence. However, contemporary netizens are the most rebellious. The more they cover their mouths, the more intense the private discussions become.

"This is too scary. Who is that Joe? He has the ability to cover the entire network's mouth..."

"I really believe those gossips now. There really is a financial backer behind her, and that financial backer probably has a lot of background."

"It's not colored, is it? The speed at which the entire network covers their mouths makes this slave's jaw drop in shock!"

"I don't know if she is red or not, but her financial backer must be a big shot!"

"Beep quietly, the handsome guy in that video seems to be the boss of SY Group!"

"Wo fun???"

"Is the boss of SY Group you are talking about the CEO named Bo?"

"Yeah, yeah, that's him! He has also appeared in interview videos before. Just search it online and you'll find out. I'm sure it's the same person!"

"Fuck! That gossip says that Qiao Wenwen is in a hurry to give birth to a son for his benefactor. Nine times out of ten, it's true!"

"It's true! I heard that she is currently pestering the man to marry into a wealthy family."

……

Jiang Wan looked at these ridiculous comments and couldn't help but reply using his private account.

Diao Min retreated: "That aunt Bo would never marry her! This woman perjured herself seven years ago, causing him to go to jail for three years! She is just a selfish bad guy!"

After Jiang Wan left this comment, she quit.

But she didn't expect that the comments from her trumpet would become so popular.

Qiao Yu's perjury seven years ago was quickly discovered by netizens.

The comment area of ​​Qiao Nuannuan's account was completely destroyed the next day.

……

Here, Qiao Yu and Bo Hanshi returned to Yujingyuan from the hospital.

When the little Xiangsi in the room heard the sound of the car engine, she immediately ran out holding the potato.

Of course, she was not only here to pick up her parents, she was also here to pick up her pudding and milk tea!

She waited all afternoon!

Little Xiangsi saw Bo Hanshi's right arm wrapped in white gauze at a glance, "Dad, what's wrong with your arm?"

"There was a surprise."

Little Xiangsi asked worriedly: "Dad, will your hand be okay?"

Bo Hanshi naturally didn't say much to the child. He just rubbed her little head and comforted her, "It's not a serious injury. It will be fine."

The family of three walked towards the villa.

Qiao Yu held hands with little Xiangsi.

Little Xiangsi asked: "Mom, where is my pudding milk tea?"

Qiao Yu then remembered and said apologetically, "I left it in the mall."

At that time, Ding Xuemei knelt on the ground to pester her, and then slashed Bo Hanshi's arm with a knife. The scene was once in chaos, and no one could care about the milk tea.

Moreover, after five or six hours of this tossing, it is estimated that the milk tea has already gone bad and cannot be drunk.

Qiao Yu was trying to coax her to buy it next time.

Bo Hanshi had already taken out his cell phone from his trousers pocket and handed it to Qiao Yu: "Let's order takeout."

When little Xiangsi heard that she was ordering takeout, her big eyes immediately became bright, "Mom, order! I want to drink pudding milk tea!"

She's been craving it for days!

to the villa.

Qiao Yu held the phone, turned it on, and wanted to unlock it.

She hesitated for a few seconds and was about to let Xiao Xiangsi use her mobile phone to click.

She didn’t know Bo Hanshi’s cell phone password…

The man on the side spoke calmly: "The password is your birthday, 19980606."

Qiao Yu's eyes trembled slightly.

Her birthday is not a day worth remembering.

On June 6, seven years ago, he spent the best birthday with her, but she framed him as the murderer that night.

Qiao Yu held his cell phone and didn't move for a long time.

She had long been unworthy, and that feeling of unworthiness was already doomed from the moment she stood in court to testify against him seven years ago.

Seeing Qiao Yu stunned, Xiao Xiangsi tugged on her sleeve, "Mom, I want some milk tea!"

Qiao Yu then entered the password, opened the takeout app, and searched for milk tea, "Which one do you want to drink?"

"That's it, pudding milk tea, add coconut and pearls! And crispy pop pop too!"

Little Xiangsi loves those milk tea toppings the most.

After Qiao Yu finished ordering, he found that the milk tea was not nearby and was not within the delivery range. He had to find an errand. The errands cost thirty yuan and were more expensive than this cup of milk tea!

After ordering, Qiao Yu handed the phone to Bo Han and asked him to pay.

Bo Hanshi did not answer the phone and directly reported the payment password, "980606."

"..."

Even the payment password is her birthday?

He even told her that he wasn't afraid of her running away with a huge sum of money?

After ordering the milk tea, Qiao Yu said: "You... you should change the payment password."

"reason."

"I already know your password now. If someone steals your money, I will be the first suspect."

Bo Han smiled angrily.

Now he really wants her to like his money.

At least that way, she would still be willing to stay with him. As long as he didn't go bankrupt, she would follow him wholeheartedly.

As soon as this idea came up, Bo Han felt ridiculous.

He answered the phone, turned around and went upstairs without saying anything else.

Xiao Xiangsi saw the red marks on Qiao Yu's neck and pointed with her little hand, "Mo Ma, is your neck injured too? It's red."

Qiao Yu touched his neck.

This is a strawberry print, planted just now in the car when it was freezing.

When they were about to reach the last step, Bo Hanshi stopped.

In fact, she quite wanted him to continue.

In that case, at least psychologically, she would feel that when the injury on his arm healed, she could break off the relationship with him without any scruples.

Every day she stayed with him, she would fall involuntarily, but every time she fell, the guilt would become stronger.

This conflicting mentality was about to tear her into two people.

Nanchu sent a WeChat message: [Yuyu, please quickly turn off the comment function on your account! Don't look! 】

Qiao Yu clicked on the account, and a lot of disgusting comments came into view.

However, looking at those comments, she had no emotion.

They were right. Seven years ago, she had indeed committed perjury and betrayed Bo Hanshi. Even if she later retracted her confession, she still could not be cleansed.

When a person owes someone too much and cannot pay it back at all, his first reaction is to run away and stay away from everything related to him.

Bo Hanshi is like a mirror. Whenever she sees Bo Han, she will be reminded of the crimes she has committed.

Similarly, when she sees Bo Han, she will also think of Wen Qing's death.

This is the gap that cannot be bridged between them.

In the evening, Qiao Yu took a shower and changed into sexy silk pajamas.

Bao Hanshi blocked the knife for her, she didn't want to owe him, and the only way was to give herself to him.

Before going to his study, Qiao Yu took out the bottle of medicine and swallowed two more pills.

As soon as she swallowed it, her back felt hot.

A chest pressed against hers, and a man's deep voice asked in her ear: "Did you dress like this on purpose?"