The whole world knows he has a crush on me

Bo Jiu stood at the door without moving for a while, even the driver who was about to leave secretly looked up at the young master.

Song Tang was obviously also very surprised: "What kind of love is there to protect you like this? Bo Jiu, I'm your own mother. Don't forget who sent you to Nanfeng."

Of course Bo Jiu knew.

When his mother asked him to come to Nanfeng, he turned a blind eye to a half-abandoned state. For so many years, watching people in the circle get married and have children, he was the only one who came and went alone. With a whole body, how could Song Tang not be in a hurry.

Then I somehow figured it out, even if it's a man, it's still a companion, isn't it?In case Bo Jiu only knows how to make money all day long, he won't be able to spend eight lifetimes without having a wife.

"Mom, listen to me, he is relatively timid, otherwise, I will come to the door another day to apologize—"

"You're really talented." Song Tang narrowed her eyes slightly, her eye shape was very similar to Bo Jiu's, even her angry expression was slightly similar.

"Can I eat people? No matter how timid you are, you're still a boy, and you'll let me go back without seeing anything? A joke."

Bo Jiu: "..."

"Then you... come in first, don't speak too loudly, he is easily frightened."

Song Tang felt more and more that Bo Jiu had found an ancestor, and he had a little prejudice against this man and wife before they met.

Why is a boy so timid? If he holds a wedding banquet in the future, it will be a joke for others.

Song Tang's face was also a little unsightly.

Bo Jiu had a nightmare last night, but this morning there was another sudden attack, which made him feel a little bad.

As he walked inside, he said, "Ningning is cooking, and it happens that if you haven't eaten, you can use some later."

Song Tang's face paled slightly: "There are not many boys who can cook now, so don't spend your day waiting to be served. People are your wives, not your nanny."

Bo Jiu: "..."

"Don't scold, don't scold."

If you don't come here, he will definitely be helping to wash carrots!

Song Tang sat on the sofa familiarly, the partition door of the kitchen was closed, she looked away, and happened to see a small piece of cloth on the coffee table.

It was she who wiped her glasses here yesterday.

She picked it up casually, but paused for a moment, and then twisted her two fingers.

Such a small piece of glasses cloth seems to have been cleaned by someone, and it exudes a faint fragrance of roses.

She knows her son best. Bo Jiu has never dealt with laundry detergent for more than 20 years. It is self-evident who will help her clean it up and stack it neatly on the coffee table.

Song Tang's face became softer and softer, half embarrassed and half approved in his heart.

... Even if she is a bit feminine, this level of care cannot be matched by others.

This stinky boy is really lucky. I don't know where to trick him into someone who can wash clothes and cook. He is just waiting for him to get up at nine o'clock in the morning to enjoy the happiness of having a wife.

"Bo Jiu, come here, sit down first."

When Bo Jiu saw Song Tang's posture like seeing a doctor, his head went numb, "Why don't I go in and see Qu—"

Song Tang raised his eyes.

Bo Jiu sighed and walked over: "Mom, you need to say hello to me later."

Song Tang was speechless: "You didn't sleep until after nine o'clock to say hello, didn't you? I think you've grown in stature and ability."

Bo Jiu: "...Mainly, I have already told him that I will introduce you two to each other in a few days. Who knew you came so suddenly."

"Isn't that good? Come early and come late. If you know this matter early, you will settle down early. What do you two juniors know? How many things do adults have to worry about for you?"

Bo Jiu: "..."

This is what his mother has been chanting for the past seven years.

It's good to have Qu Ning now, but it was even more terrifying when he was alone in the past.

"Anyway, don't ask any more questions for a while. He...his parents don't get in touch very much anymore, so just chat casually. I'll take him home to meet you and my dad some other day."

Song Tang was a little surprised: "His parents are separated from..."

"Brother Jiu, come in and do me a favor—"

Song Tang turned around and smiled: "You go first, don't let anyone work alone."

Bo Jiu immediately oiled the soles of his feet.

Looking at the back of Bo Jiu walking towards the kitchen, Song Tang breathed a sigh of relief.

In any case, it can be regarded as finding a reliable object.

For so many years, Bo Jiu didn't talk to his family at all. In addition, Bo Yu was also like a mute. After the college entrance examination, the father and son had a big fight because of their sexual orientation. Bo Jiu even went away to his hometown for a few days because of this. ...

Just as he was thinking, the kitchen door suddenly opened a crack, and vague words came out from inside.

"...I, I don't know, did your mother come in person?"

"Ah."

"...Why didn't you say hello at all..."

The words of the unfilial son leaked through the crack of the door: "Next time we go to the old house, we won't say hello."

Qu Ning: "..."

Song Tang: "..."

Just as Bo Jiu was talking, he opened the kitchen door, and the aroma of Chinese dishes filled his nostrils, even Song Tang, who had no appetite for words, was aroused.

... She really rushed over without eating in the morning.

Bo Jiu walked in front, followed by a slightly lower young man. He was wearing a light green sweater and white trousers. He was as tender as a green onion in the field.

Ms. Song Tang pulled out this metaphor sentence from her poor language library.

That's right, her appearance is correct, she looks more serious than Bo Jiu at first glance, and she came here so suddenly and she is well dressed, she must be a well-behaved child at ordinary times.

Song Tang stood up politely, and went to the restaurant in a familiar way. It happened that Bo Jiu got out of the way, and when he saw her coming, he quickly introduced to her: "Mom, this is Qu Ning."

Turning to Qu Ning again, he said, "Ning Ning, this is my mother."

After seeing the shape of his lips, Qu Ning turned to look at Song Tang.Seeing this, both of them were stunned in place.

Bo Jiu didn't realize it, he opened the opposite chair for both of them, and sat in the middle seat himself, "Mom, come and sit, Ningning's cooking is very good, I promise you will never forget it once you eat it!"

After he finished setting the chopsticks, he realized that the two people in front of him were strangely silent.

It was Song Tang who made the first move. She suppressed the shock on her face, walked over and sat down in silence, and then Qu Ning slowly sat down opposite her as if waking up from a dream.

The three of them didn't move their chopsticks for a while.

Song Tang's tone was stagnant: "Bo Jiu, is this the person you are looking for?"

Bo Jiu understood Song Tang's tone of voice, whether it was a question or not, but Qu Ning didn't understand, and when he heard this sentence, his face turned pale again.

Sure enough... have you been disliked?

That's right, as my own son, I don't want him to find a hearing-impaired companion for the rest of his life.

Bo Jiu said seriously: "It's him, we've known each other for a while, and we're still high school classmates."

Song Tang asked again: "How did we meet again?"

Bo Jiu glanced at Qu Ning, but found that the other party seemed to be out of shape, but Qu Ning himself was introverted, so he didn't care much.

"He is now a designer of Nanfeng."

Song Tang understood everything now.

It turned out that she sent her son to Nanfeng and met such a relationship by accident.

When Qu Ning came back from England to join Nanfeng, he happened to meet Bo Jiu who had just been sent down to find a wife.

"...I really liked him, so don't scare me away." Bo Jiu hinted in a low voice.

Song Tang: "..."

mainly.

It's not her problem now, but the problem that the people on the other side will definitely be scared when they see her no matter what.

His patient turned out to be his daughter-in-law?So I took Qu Ning to see the scum of the concert—cough.

Song Tang didn't know what to think of, and gave Bo Jiu a hard look.

Bo Jiu: "??"

Qu Ning lowered his head.

After a while, when Song Tang was finally about to speak, Qu Ning suddenly spoke.

"Doctor Song, I know I'm not good enough for him."

Bo Jiu: "???" Wait?

Song Tang: "..." She pulled herself together and said, "No, don't think so, our family—"

Qu Ning raised his head: "But Bo Jiu really likes me, and I really like him. We have known each other for a long time. I hope you will give us a chance. We will talk about the future..."

After hearing this, Bo Jiu's heart beat wildly, and then he felt a little weird. As expected, Qu Ning's next sentence followed: "So don't arrange blind dates for Brother Jiu anymore, and don't let him use his overqualified talents to go south. Feng works, what he really should go to is the big companies of the Bo family."

Bo Jiu's face darkened instantly.

He suddenly understood that at this juncture, Qu Ning was still cooperating with his previous contract drama.

The ghost knows how much I regret this contract now!Why did you say such a thing so obsessively in the first place!Don't you know who you are?If you don't care if you don't like it, you can still run from the beginning even to meet people?

Digging holes and jumping by myself, I have never been so aggrieved in my life!It also caused such a huge psychological burden on Qu Ning.

Bo Jiu fell into an eerie silence.

But in Song Tang's eyes, the two of them are just a pair of fateful mandarin ducks. One of them can't hear the other and wants to hide it from the other so as not to worry about the other. The file is also eye-catching.

Song Tang coughed lightly, ignored his tall and burly son, and said softly to Qu Ning who was opposite him: "Don't be nervous, I didn't expect... Uh, anyway, today's acquaintance is just a matter of fate, but There are some things I have to say first."

Qu Ning clasped the table extension with both hands: "Please tell me."

Bo Jiu also looked at his mother.

Song Tang glanced at Qu Ning's ear indiscriminately, and then noticed the other party's gaze, and his tone became more and more gentle, as if he had voluntarily slowed down his speech.

"Two people have to face many problems living together. Sometimes it's not necessarily a good thing to carry it alone. I don't know what you used to be like, but now in my eyes, you are a good boy who can live. I don't want any estrangement between the two of you, if you have something to say, it's better to speak clearly as soon as possible, and..."

When Song Tang said this, he took a deep look at Bo Jiu: "And I believe my son, if he makes up his mind, it will be a matter of his life. Even if you give him the burden, he will solve it for you. Qu Ning, life is a matter between two people, and you can't...you can't be too wronged to accommodate others."

Bo Jiu could still understand what was said earlier, but why did he become more and more incomprehensible later on?

Song Tang is a doctor herself, and she doesn't have such long-winded words as her parents. After she finished speaking, she took the initiative to put a fried bun for Qu Ning, and said kindly: "In the future, when you come to our house, you will be a member of our Bo family. I won't talk too much. That's it, you can solve the rest of the problems by yourself, but the time limit can't be too long, because nights are long and dreams are many."

Qu Ning looked at Song Tang almost without thinking.

He didn't expect that Bo Jiu's mother was Dr. Song who showed him his ears, and he didn't expect that the serious Dr. Song would have such a talkative side. He thought that he would be exposed on the spot, but he didn't expect Song Tang to tell him. He retained the last dignity.

Although this dignity gave a deadline, it was enough to make him feel grateful.

"Thank you... Doctor Song."

Song Tang nodded, took a bite of the steamed stuffed bun, and praised Qu Ning's craftsmanship.

Bo Jiu felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't remember it for a while, and he had a sudden epiphany when the meal was almost finished.

"No, I never told you that my mother is a doctor, how did you know?" He looked at Qu Ning, his eyes had become suspicious.

Qu Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he first looked at Song Tang, who didn't seem to want to answer, and then he said slowly: "I smelled the disinfectant on Aunt Song's body, have you forgotten, I have seen it before Doctor for a long time."

Bo Jiu had an epiphany, "Just say it." He looked at Song Tang again: "Mom, you also saw today that Qu Ning is not those messy young people outside, even if I find you a male wife, you should rest assured, right?"

Song Tang glanced at him and said, "You get carried away... Forget it, I don't care about your affairs. I'll talk to your father. As long as you don't mess around, nothing will happen."

Bo Jiu raised his eyebrows: "That's all I have to do. You go back and have a good talk with Chairman Bo. If it doesn't work, just wait for his son to become a monk for the rest of his life."

Song Tang couldn't help but pat Bo Jiu, Qu Ning hurriedly stopped him, and Bo Jiu raised his hand pretending to beg for mercy.

After eating, he distributed the things he had brought to the "young couple", and Song Tang turned and left without staying any longer.

Qu Ning let out a long sigh of relief watching her car disappear, and Bo Jiu appeared behind him with the cat in his arms at some point: "... I think you seem to be very nervous about my mother."

Qu Ning: "!"

"No, no, you misunderstood." After speaking, he quickly turned around, ignored Bo Jiu and Bo Qinglang, and went straight into the kitchen to pack up the leftovers.

Bo Jiu just leaned against the door and glanced at him, thought of something, put down the cat and ran to the study, and took out a lot of painting and calligraphy utensils from the drawer.

The primary crisis is temporarily lifted, and I don’t know if it’s too late to cultivate art bacteria——

Today, he met his parents by accident, but the result was unexpectedly good. His mother's acceptance of Qu Ning was ridiculously high, and there were even a few words that secretly spurred him to take good care of Qu Ning.

Thinking of this, Bo Jiu's mood cleared up, and he almost forgot about the scary nightmare last night.

He got up and was about to go out to find Qu Ning, when the cell phone in his pocket rang untimely, Bo Jiu stopped in his tracks, frowning and took it out to have a look.

It's Li Ming.

Why did you call so early in the morning? Is there any urgent project?

Bo Jiu closed the door of the study room and turned around, and only picked up the phone when he called for the second time: "Hello—"

Li Ming's voice sounded a little panicked for some reason, and he was breathing in surprise: "Hey boss, I met the HR who was recruiting for the song design in the restaurant today, and I asked two more questions about the song design because of your instructions." News, I didn't expect to know something terrible!"

As he said that, there was the sound of typing on the keyboard, as if he was browsing some information quickly: "Because I was afraid that there might be errors in this matter, I deliberately followed the clues of the psychiatrist last time and found that Qu Design was in When I was abroad, I also used a name called 'Sean', followed Sean to search for medical records, and found that he...he has traveled all over Europe's major hospitals in the past seven years, and even went to Thailand once."

Li Ming obviously swallowed his saliva when he said this, "Moreover, the most recent medical records are in the city's first hospital, and the chairman's wife was called just yesterday! Without exception, all of them are seen... the ear, nose and throat. division."

The wind blew through the window of the study, and Bo Qinglang was outside meowing and scratching the door, but Li Ming didn't hear Bo Jiu's voice, and said "Hello" a few more times.

"Boss, are you listening! This matter is very important!"

Only then did Bo Jiu's voice come over, and it sounded extremely calm and calm, "I'm listening, you continue to talk."

Assistant Li quickly said: "It is no longer a bold guess. I now have reasonable evidence to prove that Qu designed him—he is actually a patient with severe hearing loss. He should be wearing an invisible hearing aid for barrier-free communication! I also It has been checked that half of the hearing-impaired patients can read lips, so ordinary people can't find it at all!"

It was another suffocating period of silence, and it seemed that only the sound of the electric current was left.

On the huge desk, a carbon pencil was broken with a cracking sound from his bony fingers.

Bo Jiu let go of his hand suddenly, and hung up the phone call that Li Ming was silent at the same time.

He just stood there for more than ten minutes, and didn't move his body until his hands and feet felt numb.

...Delt, Richard, Qu Yaoshan, his mother... finally came up with a story like a joke - the lion and the sick deer.

Bo Jiu pulled open the door of the study room, and Bo Qinglang bounced away in shock. The man's footsteps were muffled and heavy, and he walked straight to the busy kitchen.

The author has something to say: I just... tried my best... collapsed.

There may be an update during the day tomorrow, and then it will be updated at twelve o'clock in the evening these days, thank you everyone.