"Lin Nuannuan, I am Ye Lanzhen." Ye Lanzhen said straight to the point.

As soon as she heard Ye Lanzhen, Lin Nuannuan opened her eyes immediately, wondering why this old woman was calling her?

It was He Chuan who harassed her just now, and now Ye Lanzhen is harassing her again. There must be something wrong with the mother and son.

She didn't want to have anything to do with this mother and son at all, and they even harassed her for knitting.

"What do you want from me?" Lin Nuannuan sat up quickly and asked coldly.

"Lin Nuannuan, you promised me that no matter how He Chuan harasses you, you will stay away from him. I hope you can keep your word." Ye Lanzhen said this.

Lin Nuannuan snorted coldly after hearing this: "What did I think it was? It turned out that you asked me to stay away from your son."

"Don't worry, I never thought about getting too close to your son."

"Also, if he harasses me again, maybe I will tell him about our relationship."

"So, you should persuade your son to stop harassing me instead of warning me. Do you understand me?"

Ye Lanzhen was quite shocked when she heard Lin Nuannuan's words.

You know, the Lin Nuannuan in the past had an honest and arrogant look. No matter how she yelled at her, she would always just say "uh huh", like a pug.

Nowadays, she speaks domineeringly and is not the Lin Nuannuan she used to be.

"Ye Lanzhen, do you have anything else to say?"

"If not, I'll hang up."

Lin Nuannuan continued, calling Ye Lanzhen by her first name.

"No, not anymore." Ye Lanzhen replied.

Lin Nuannuan hung up the phone without saying a word.

Ye Lanzhen, a bad person, had the nerve to call her. He was really shameless.

After ending the call with Ye Lanzhen, Lin Nuannuan continued to sleep. The aftereffects of being drunk were too uncomfortable.

My whole body felt weak, as if falling apart, and it was difficult to walk even a few steps.

In fact, Mr. Bo's villa is quite good, with the sea in the front and the mountain in the back. The scenery is picturesque and beautiful.

If she could, she would live here for the rest of her life.

Moreover, living here, she felt very close to Mr. Bo.

For some reason, she even felt as if Mr. Bo was right next to her. She could still smell his breath whenever she closed her eyes.

Especially at this moment, in this spacious Simmons room, she could really smell the familiar smell of Mr. Bo...

Lin Nuannuan slept until about eight o'clock in the evening. When she woke up, she felt a little hungry, so she went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

For dinner, Sister Zhao has already prepared it for her and placed it neatly on the dining table. The four dishes and one soup are all her favorite dishes and soup.

Pork ribs and winter melon soup, steamed yellow croaker, fried beef with chili, sausages, and fried lettuce.

These dishes are still steaming hot.

It seemed that Sister Zhao had just left.

But, how does Sister Zhao know that she likes to eat these dishes? Especially the fried beef with chili has always been her favorite.

Also, not many people know that she likes this dish.

It seemed like Dad was the only one.

When Xia Fang was a child, whenever she was on a business trip, her father would secretly cook this dish for her, and she would never tire of eating it.

It seems that Mr. Bo also knows?

Mr. Bo is no longer here.

It's useless for him to know.

But, how did Sister Zhao know?

Maybe, it's just a coincidence.

She served herself a bowl of rice and ate it seriously.

She didn't have anything delicious for breakfast or lunch. Now her stomach was empty and she didn't feel very comfortable.

Therefore, her dinner must be delicious.

Although she was really sad that Mr. Bo was gone, she still had to live well for the sake of her children and could not waste her body casually.

I have to say that Sister Zhao’s cooking skills are really good, the saltiness is moderate, and the spiciness is just right.

She actually ate two bowls of rice and all the vegetables.

This was the first time in half a month that she had eaten so much food, and she was still a little full.

In fact, she eats heavy food, and Bo Yuan's food is also very good, but it is too bland and she doesn't like it very much.

And Sister Zhao's cooking skills are just in line with her appetite.

Sister Zhao herself seems to be quite kind, warm to others, kind in speech, and quick in doing things.

When she moves out of Bo Yuan one day, she will recruit Sister Zhao to take care of their family of five.

After dinner, Lin Nuannuan washed the dishes and tidied them up briefly.

Maybe I ate too much and my stomach was bloated, so I went for a walk in the garden outside.

When she was walking in the garden, she saw a Maybach parked not far away. The color and style were exactly the same as Bo Shao's car.

It was a bit far away so I couldn't see the license plate number clearly.

However, there are a lot of rich people in Yancheng, and it is a high-end villa area, so it is not surprising that there is a Maybach.

Therefore, this is definitely not Bo Shao’s Maybach, it just happens to be the same model.

Mr. Bo is dead.

This is a fact.

Lin Nuannuan couldn't help feeling sad again, and then turned around and went back to the house.

She turned on the TV and watched it again, but still found it uninteresting.

To be honest, she hasn't watched TV in years.

The TV at their home is only turned on when the children watch cartoons, and no one watches it at all.

She took out her phone again.

Click to open the photo album.

I saw Bo Shao's photo at a glance.

This photo was secretly taken by Bo Shao while she was sleeping on the sofa in the office while pretending to be mentally retarded.

I have to admit that Mr. Bo's facial features are really three-dimensional, and his sleeping appearance gives people a gentle and friendly feeling.

I couldn't help but think of the fact that Mr. Bo passed away, and my heart felt like a needle pricking me.

Tears burst out of his eyes instantly and dripped onto the screen of his phone, making a crisp and shattering sound.

Mr. Bo, why did you leave just as you said you were leaving?

If I had known you would leave like this, I shouldn't have divorced you in anger.

Mr. Bo, if you are still alive, I will definitely forgive you!

Then, Lin Nuannuan went to the bar, took out a bottle of wine, and walked upstairs.

If she still can't fall asleep tonight, she will drink some more red wine. Red wine has a good hypnotic effect.

Moreover, after falling asleep last night, I actually dreamed about Mr. Bo, and I made love with Mr. Bo all night in my dream.

Tonight, she still wanted to dream about Mr. Bo.

If possible, she hoped that Mr. Bo could appear in her dreams every night.

In this case, she would feel that Mr. Bo was not dead, but still alive.

Because I drank a little too much last night, I felt particularly uncomfortable in my stomach when I woke up early this morning.

Therefore, she decided to drink less tonight, as long as she could close her eyes and fall asleep.

Three cups is enough.

Lin Nuannuan stayed quietly on the balcony for a while, and then opened the wine bottle after half past nine.

After drinking three glasses in a row, I walked to my room and went to sleep.

Maybe it was because she hadn't sobered up from yesterday's wine, but after three glasses of wine, she was even more drunk than yesterday.

When she returned to her room, she saw Mr. Bo standing at the door again.

"Master Bo—" Lin Nuannuan called out with a choked voice when she saw Master Bo.

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