After Lin Nuannuan thought for a moment, she began to talk: "In a village far away, a family's money was stolen. Within two days, the thief was caught.

The police sent a new policeman to escort the thief to the city. On the way to the train station, they passed by a shop and saw bread in it. So the thief said, "It's a long way to the city. We don't have any on the train." Let's get something to eat. I'll go in and buy some bread while you wait outside. ’

‘Then hurry up, the train is about to leave, there isn’t much time left. ’ the policeman said happily.

However, the police were waiting outside and did not see the thief coming out, so they hurried into the store.

‘Where is the person who bought the bread just now? ’ the policeman asked the shopkeeper.

The owner replied: 'Oh, he left through the back door. ’

The police chased the thief through the back door, but did not find the thief, so they had to return to the police station to report.

Soon, the thief was caught again. This time the police station sent the policeman to escort the thief. Before leaving, everyone warned him not to let the thief escape again. The policeman promised: 'He will definitely not be able to escape this time. ’

The police and thieves are on the road again.

When they passed by the store, the thief said he wanted to go in and buy bread.

But the policeman said: 'No, I made you run away last time. This time I went in to buy bread and you waited for me outside. ’

As a result, the thief ran away again. "

"Hahaha--"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Hahahaha-"

As a result, as soon as Lin Nuannuan finished telling the story, Bo Jianchen burst out laughing.

"This policeman is so stupid!" Bo Jianchen said while laughing.

Listening to Bo Jianchen's happy laughter, Lin Nuannuan also laughed. To be honest, she and Bo Jianchen had known each other for several months, and she had never heard Bo Jianchen laugh out loud.

It turned out that Young Master Bo's laughing voice was so contagious, and her originally heavy mood became beautiful.

Sure enough, childhood is the most beautiful, carefree, and even laughter is so cute and healing.

"what--"

"pain--"

As a result, just after Bo Jianchen finished laughing, he began to cry out about pain again.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Bo, I shouldn't have told a joke." Lin Nuannuan apologized quickly.

You know, Miss Bo has three injuries on her body, and they are all very serious. She should tell a warmer story instead of telling this kind of joke.

"It's okay, sister Xiaonuan, don't worry, I just hurt for a moment, and now it's gone." Bo Jianchen quickly changed his mind.

"Does it really not hurt?" Lin Nuannuan asked worriedly.

"It really doesn't hurt anymore."

Lin Nuannuan said: "If you feel pain, I will call the doctor to take a look at you."

"It really doesn't hurt anymore." Bo Jianchen answered truthfully, and then continued: "Sister Xiaonuan, if you were a policeman, what would you do?"

Lin Nuannuan blinked and said, "Master Bo, what would you do if you were a policeman?"

Lin Nuannuan asked this because she wanted to test the level of Bo Shao's five-year-old intelligence.

Bo Jianchen said without hesitation: "If it were me, I would take the thief with me to buy bread, so as not to let him escape."

"Smart!" Lin Nuannuan immediately praised.

I thought that the reaction speed of Bo Jianchen and his second son Lin Kangkang were completely comparable. They were really amazing.

"Okay, Mr. Bo, I've told my story, it's time for you to sleep well." Lin Nuannuan said in a coaxing tone as she pulled the quilt on him.

"But I still can't sleep." Bo Jianchen answered Lin Nuannuan with a pout.

"How about Sister Xiao Nuan, can you sing a song to me?" Bo Jianchen continued. For some reason, he particularly liked this Sister Xiao Nuan, as if he had known her before.

When Lin Nuannuan heard this, she quickly objected: "No, no, sister Xiaonuan sings too hard."

"Sister Xiaonuan, please, please just sing one and drink one, okay?" Bo Jianchen begged relentlessly.

Lin Nuannuan asked helplessly: "Then what type of song do you want to listen to?"

"You can sing whatever you want, and I'll listen to whatever you sing." Bo Jianchen replied.

"Then close your eyes, I'm going to start singing." Lin Nuannuan said.

"Okay." Bo Jianchen obediently closed his eyes.

After Lin Nuannuan thought for a moment, she decided to sing a song to find friends.

To be honest, singing such childish children's songs in front of such a big friend is quite speechless.

"Looking and looking for friends, find a good friend, salute and shake hands, you are my good friend. Looking for -"

Lin Nuannuan had just reached this point when she was interrupted by Bo Jianchen: "Stop!"

"Stop!"

"Sister Xiaonuan, others cost money to sing, but your singing costs money!"

"Forget it, stop singing."

"I'd better sleep quietly."

"..."

Hehe, this Bo Jianchen, I said not to sing, but you asked me to sing, and I sang, you are so damaging.

No wonder you are still so damaged in your thirties. It turns out that the damage has grown from a small one to a big one.

You actually said that my singing is fatal?

Is it that serious?

Lin Nuannuan was about to argue with Bo Jianchen, but she heard even breathing coming from his mouth.

Hey!

This stinky guy!

Just fell asleep?

It seems that her singing is not about death, but about hypnosis, haha.

Lin Nuannuan looked at Bo Jianchen's face intently, and had to admit that Mr. Bo's facial features were so good, as if carved.

Involuntarily, she couldn't help but leaned down and kissed him gently on the lips, then a proud smile appeared on her face.

This was the first time she took the initiative to kiss him.

It feels quite sweet.

Mr. Bo, you must get better soon!

Then, Lin Nuannuan got up, lay down on the sofa next to her, closed her eyes, and started to think about something.

Should I tell Grandpa Bo about Mr. Bo’s injury? But his old man is in poor health. If he knew about Bo Shao's condition, he would definitely be very worried and it would affect his health.

Then, Lin Nuannuan decided to hide it for a while, just in case Mr. Bo recovered in a few days.

Didn’t the doctor say that? This is only temporary and will heal after the blood stasis in the brain is absorbed.

She thought about Jianchen Culture Company again. If Mr. Bo is not in the company during this period, who will take care of it?

Besides, if Mr. Bo doesn't go to the company for a long time, it will arouse suspicion from the outside world, so what should we do?

Should Mr. Bo's injury be announced to the public?

The more I think about it, the more I get a headache.

To be honest, she would rather live the poor and simple life she had before. Apart from thinking about making money and learning to raise children every day, she now has to think about so many things beyond her awareness.

How does she know about this management company?

After much deliberation, Lin Nuannuan decided to use Mr. Bo's mobile phone to post a message to the company's senior management group, saying that he would be traveling for a month soon and that the company's affairs would be handled by Vice President Gu Beichen.

Well, that's it for now.

Maybe Mr. Bo's brain will recover one day?

So, Lin Nuannuan got up, found Mr. Bo's cell phone, and sent the typed text to the company's cadre group.

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