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

After the video of Ding Xuemei stabbing someone with a knife at the China World Trade Center was deleted and covered up, the discussion remains high.

Covering your mouth had the opposite effect.

Those netizens under the Qiao Nuannuan account sprayed dirty words without reservation.

And the video she originally updated every two days has not been updated for several days.

These days, Qiao Yu tried his best to take care of Bo Hanshi, but the two rarely communicated with each other. In addition, Xiao Xiangsi had to go to school during the day, so the huge villa seemed even colder.

Qiao Yu sat on the sofa, flipping through a small book. The one-month deadline agreed with Bo Hanshi was delayed for another six days because of his injury.

But in the blink of an eye, the countdown has already begun.

If nothing else goes wrong, Bao Hanshi should have his sutures removed next Friday, and there are still six days until next Friday.

Qiao Yu crossed out today and closed the diary.

Bo Hanshi was working in the study upstairs. He didn't eat anything for lunch, so she cut some fruit and served it.

Upstairs, in the study.

Bo Hanshi was talking to Song Zhi on the phone: "I have a few friends who are going to be guests at home tonight. You can come with me too."

Song Zhi on the other side of the phone didn't take it seriously, "Suddenly inviting me to your home? Do you have any conspiracy?"

Song Zhi treated Bo Hanshi for four years.

In the past four years, Bo Hanshi always went to her clinic for every diagnosis and treatment, and he never invited her to his home.

He admitted generously: "I need your help with something."

"About Qiao Yu?"

"Well, I hope you can take the opportunity to have dinner tonight to interview Qiao Yu. Last time you said she might have PTSD towards me, I hope you can confirm it for me."

"This is not a problem, but...you ask me to interview Qiao Yu. Does Qiao Yu agree? Not all patients can be honest with psychiatrists. Moreover, it is only the first time for me and her to meet tonight, so she may not willing……"

"I want you to conceal your identity as a psychiatrist."

Song Zhi's eyebrows twitched, "What do you mean?"

"Watch her, judge her."

"Then in what capacity should I go?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll make it up myself."

"..."

Song Zhi raised his eyebrows, then she couldn't make up an exciting identity?

……

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Yu knocked on the door and came in with a fruit plate.

"You didn't eat much at noon, so I cut some fruit."

"Lao Lu and the others will come over for dinner tonight after work, and another friend of mine will also come over."

Qiao Yu nodded, "Then I'll ask Chef Zhang to prepare more dishes. Will Chuchu come with me?"

"You can ask Nanchu, but she should be here."

Qiao Yu asked again: "Do Lu Zhilu and your other friend have any taboos?"

She knew that Nan Chu's taste was very different from hers.

Naturally, she didn't know Lu Zhilu's taste.

And who is the other friend he mentioned?

"Lao Lu doesn't eat onions."

Of course Bo Hanshi didn't know what Song Zhi's taboos were, but Lu Zhilu was just one, not eating green onions.

Qiao Yu had to sigh.

Nan Chu said before that SY Group had an affair with Bo Hanshi and Lu Zhilu. Now it seems that the scandal is not groundless.

He even knew Lu Zhilu's taboos.

Apparently, it's true love.

Qiao Yu went downstairs and asked Chef Zhang to prepare the dishes.

By the way, I sent a message to Nanchu: [Will you come to Yujingyuan together in the evening? 】

Nan Chu: [Come on, but Lu Zhilu and I will go our separate ways. I just miss you. 】

Qiao Yu was curious and asked: "Did you know that Lawyer Lu doesn't eat onions?" 】

[I don’t know whether he eats green onions or not, but he really treats himself as an onion! 】

Qiao Yu was amused by these words and deliberately teased her.

[Mr. Bo knows that Lawyer Lu doesn’t eat onions. 】

It was followed by a dog head expression.

Nan Chu: [Wow~ So awesome! They both locked up quickly! Let me beat you to death tonight! 】

Qiao Yu: [Full of love]

……

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Qiao Yu picked up little Xiangsi from school.

At around five o'clock, Lu Zhilu came carrying a fruit basket and a bouquet of flowers.

As soon as they met, Lu Zhilu stuffed the bouquet of carnations into Bao Hanshi's arms, and said with a pointed smile: "Get well soon!"

Bo Hanshi threw the bouquet of carnations directly at Lu Zhilu: "Isn't your mother still giving me flowers?"

"Aren't I concerned about your health? If you recover soon, Qiao Yu can return to Nancheng as soon as possible."

"..."

After Lu Zhilu finished speaking rudely, he wanted to add another blow, "Qiao Yu, do you think so?"

Qiao Yu smiled lightly: "Lawyer Lu, Chuchu will be here soon. She wants to talk to you about the divorce. You've been avoiding her for a while. Isn't that bad?"

"..."

Lu Zhilu's mouth twitched slightly, his brows furrowed, and he raised his voice and said, "Who is hiding from her? Who is she? Am I afraid of her? What kind of world have I never seen before?"

Bo Hanshi said lightly: "You have never seen divorce."

Lu Zhilu: "..."

Damn it, this last hit is enough.

Chef Zhang first prepared some cold dishes. When Qiao Yu brought the cold dishes to the table, there was another engine sound in the yard.

She originally thought it was Nan Chu.

Looking up, a strange yet familiar female figure got out of a white BMW.

Lu Zhilu looked out of the French window and teased: "Hey, isn't that who it is? Your new love?"

He looked like he was eating something.

"Old Bo, you can do it. Let's call the old love and the new love over here. It's a large Shura field!"

Bo Hanshi gave him a cold look, "Damn it."

"My mother doesn't have a new love."

Song Zhi came in with a basket of fruits and a gift and said hello to everyone.

"Are you Qiao Yu? Hello, fame is not as good as seeing you. You are more beautiful in person than in photos."

She stretched out her hand and greeted Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu was not shy and shook her hand openly, "Hello, who are you?"

"I, Song Zhi, the Zhi of knowledge."

Qiao Yu nodded and did not ask further.

Song Zhi smiled and said, "It's our first time meeting, why don't you ask me about my relationship with Mr. Bo?"

Qiao Yu is not a vegetarian either. "Since Miss Song calls him Mr. Bo, it probably doesn't matter."

Moreover, even if it has anything to do with it, it has nothing to do with her.

In six days, she and Bo Han will be over.

Qiao Yu didn't care who Song Zhi was from Bao Hanshi and what their relationship was.

Song Zhi felt that he had encountered a challenge, and the smile on his face became brighter.

She handed the gift in her hand to Xiao Xiangsi beside her, "Are you Xiao Xiangsi? It's the first time we meet. This is a gift from your aunt."

Xiao Xiangsi looked at Qiao Yu.

This is asking Qiao Yu for his opinion, whether he can accept it.

Qiao Yu nodded, "Take it and say thank you, auntie."

Little Xiangsi obediently took the gift box and thanked her in a sweet voice: "Thank you, auntie."

Song Zhi touched little Xiangsi's little head and said, "You're so good."

Little Xiangsi raised her little face, looked at Song Zhi and said, "Auntie, although you are very beautiful, my father belongs to my mother, and I don't need a stepmother."

The little guy looks innocent, but he is just a little glutinous rice ball stuffed with black sesame seeds.

She is worthy of being Bo Hanshi's daughter, a virtuous woman.

Song Zhi narrowed her eyes and smiled. She bent down slightly and said to little Xiangsi: "My child, I don't have any hobbies of being a stepmother."