Chapter 922 How Delicate and Beautiful

"Really. I think the third aunt is really sick, and I should take more medicine when I go back. By the way, do you still have a brain pass at home? If not, I will have someone give it to the third aunt another day. A truck will come to your house."

Brain...brain path?

Most of the people at the table couldn't help laughing lowly when they heard this.

This second young master is too vicious.

Yuan Huixin twitched her face, and finally couldn't hold on anymore.

Bo Zirou's expression turned ugly when he saw Bao Jingxing's shameless sarcastic mother.

"Second brother, you are too much, no matter what my mother says, she is still your elder."

"What did I say? Your mother is sick. I told her to take more medicine. Is it wrong? Elders should be respected, but it depends on whether her words and deeds should be respected. I want to respect..." Does she deserve it? ?

"Jing Xing!"

The old man suddenly rang out with a scolding voice, interrupting what Bao Jingxing didn't intend to say.

Bao Jingxing shrugged and said nothing.

Anyway, all that needs to be said has been said!

There is nothing to say if you continue!

Pointing to the dish in front of Yuan Huixin, she said to the servant waiting beside her, "Exchange that dish for me."

The table is large and there are many people. When the servants arrange the dishes, they arrange them according to everyone's taste.

The ones placed in front of Yuan Huixin are naturally what Yuan Huixin likes to eat.

The servant glanced at Yuan Huixin, and knew that Yuan Huixin, as an elder, could not compete with a junior for a plate, so he stepped forward and took the plate away.

But, where is this a one-dish thing?

Yuan Huixin pulled the corners of her lips stiffly, her chest heaved violently.

Bo Zirong gritted his teeth angrily.

At this moment, Yuan Sichun wiped his mouth and spoke softly.

"Auntie, Zilu, my sister-in-law was really not feeling well yesterday, and I'm more or less responsible for this...you..."

She bit her lip as she spoke, with a troubled expression on her face.

Yuan Huixin's face suddenly turned blue again.

Pulling Bao Zirou's arm, his eyes signaled him to restrain himself.

After all, Yuan Sichun has the final say in the future of the Yuan family, and she will naturally give them some public face.

If this matter continues, it will inevitably drag Yuan Sichun into trouble.

Why didn't Bo Zirou hear it?

Now there is a table full of people, the old man is still sitting on top of him, and there is a cousin beside him. He is not easy to get angry, so he can only pick up the wine glass next to him and drink it.

In the end, he drank a few glasses of wine, and suddenly stood up, pulling Luo Mei who was beside him.

"Meimei is going to the bathroom, I'll take her there."

Luo Mei: "..."

Although this excuse was lame, but no one knew that he was very angry by Bao Jingxing just now, and he didn't drop his chopsticks, so he was somewhat self-cultivated. -

Bo Ziwei took Luo Mei to the bathroom, but of course Luo Mei didn't have the desire to go to the bathroom.

"What are you doing with such a temper? Even I can hear it. This time it was your mother who made trouble first. It's no wonder that they don't give her face."

Bo Zirou's face darkened instantly, "What did you say?"

Luo Mei felt a bit apprehensive, the genes of the Bo family were really strong, the biggest reason why he fell in love with Bo Zirui at the beginning was his good looks besides his surname Bo.

Now that face is gloomy, cold, and looks a bit menacing.

Seeing it made people's hearts itch, she reached out and grabbed his shoulders, got into his arms, and rubbed against his body.

"I'm telling the truth. But that second young master is too much. After all, he is an elder. He really didn't save any face just now."

Thinking of Bao Jingxing's cool and handsome face, he didn't want Bo Zirou to find fault with him, so he said:

"Speaking of it, I don't blame your mother or your second brother for this matter. Miss Yuan also said just now that it is her responsibility for your sister-in-law's illness. Well... To sum it up, if your sister-in-law If you don't get sick, what happened tonight won't happen? Your sister-in-law is really delicate, and she didn't show up on this occasion today, so she is really not ordinary."

"Oh..." Luo Mei exclaimed, and smiled at him with some embarrassment, "Sorry."

With a sullen face, Bo Zilu pursed his lips, and washed it away in disgust.

"Honey, help me find a piece of tampon."

Bo Ziwei went out with a sullen face, and found a servant to deliver sanitary napkins to Luo Mei. Hearing the sound from the restaurant, he frowned, found the side door, and walked out.

Thinking of his mother being slapped back shamelessly by Bao Jingxing just now, he became angry.

It's just too fucking arrogant!

Although the fucking words were somewhat targeted, could that be enough to humiliate him casually?

What Luo Mei said just now came alive in her mind, "In summary, if your sister-in-law hadn't been sick, what happened tonight wouldn't have happened? Your sister-in-law is really delicate. She didn't show up on such an occasion today. She's really airy." Not the usual big…”

He squinted his eyes, walked forward aimlessly, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and put it in his mouth. -

The weather is fine tonight. It is rare that there is not much wind. A road winds forward, and the green plants on both sides are pruned and arranged in a layered and artistic sense. There are not a few flowers in autumn, and the big flowers have a pleasant fragrance. .

Walking through the stone road arch bridge, the footsteps were a little light, and then walked into a hand-painted verandah. Until the end of the corridor, I saw an arched door that was slightly covered by green shade, and suddenly snorted.

He wanted to see how beautiful and delicate that woman who was doted on and hidden by Bao Jingchuan was, to fascinate a man like him who looked like he wanted nothing.

Letting go of his hand on the pillar of the porch, he staggered towards the arch.