Chapter 720

"Yes, I'm a bastard," Bo Xiao smiled and kissed An Rao, "Okay, I'm leaving, don't cry, it's ugly already, and it gets even uglier when you cry."

"Fart, you are still ugly," An Rao patted Bo Xiao hard,

"It's okay, I like ugly," Bo Xiao's fox eyes narrowed, "I'll call you when I get there, be nice."

"Well," An Rao nodded, "you must always carry the prayer beads I sent you last time."

"Understood, look," Bo Xiao stretched out his wrist and shook it in front of An Rao, "I take it with me every day, I go to the airport by myself, and you stay at home."

"Well," An Rao didn't dare to go to the airport, she was afraid she couldn't help but boarded the plane with Bo Xiao.

Bo Xiao stood up and placed a kiss on An Rao's forehead, "I love you." Then strode forward, picked up the suitcase, and left without looking back.

Hearing the door slammed, An Rao's tears kept falling again, but at this time there was no one to coax her and tease her.

Xia Wanyuan knew that Bo Xiao was leaving today, so she called An Rao after filming. As expected, she heard An Rao crying.

"Do you want to move to the manor for two days tomorrow? I'll take you to play games." Xia Wanyuan tried to comfort An Rao.

"No, I want to keep the memories of me and Bo Xiao in this room." An Rao stubbornly refused, and even gave up her favorite game.

"." Xia Wanyuan was speechless, she felt that there was something wrong with An Rao's brain circuit designation.

"Okay, then you have kept the memories yourself, and Xiaobao left you a gift. I'll go back and tell him you don't want it."

"Don't," An Rao wiped her tears, "I'll come tomorrow and wait for my sister."

After hanging up the phone, Xia Wanyuan walked out of the crew. The staff avoided Xia Wanyuan, for fear that this man would throw a cup of boiling water on him.

Today, for the first time in history, Jun Shiling did not come to pick up Xia Wanyuan. Xia Wanyuan thought that he should be very busy, so he drove back to the manor by himself.

Before dinner, Jun Shiling called Xia Wanyuan and said that he would be back later, and then there was no news.

Until ten o'clock in the evening, Xiaobao fell asleep, and Jun Shiling didn't come back.

Xia Wanyuan went downstairs, Wang Bo had just hung up the phone, Xia Wanyuan keenly caught the worry between Wang Bo's eyebrows,

"Uncle Wang, how is grandpa's health?"

"Ah? Madam, do you know?" Uncle Wang was a little surprised. Just now, Jun Shiling told him not to let Xia Wanyuan know about it.

"Which hospital?"

"West of the city." Xia Wanyuan knew it anyway, so Uncle Wang didn't hide it from her anymore.

The lights in the operating room of Chengxi Hospital were still on.

"Mr. Jun, otherwise you should go back first, and I will report to you as soon as there is news," Lin Jing persuaded Jun Shiling.

"No, I'm waiting here. You go and tell Madam that I'm going to work overtime today, so she won't wait for me," Jun Shiling glanced at the operating room worriedly.

The old man has always been in good health, but after all, he was old, and when he changed the cage for the bird in the yard, he didn't step on it firmly and fell directly to the ground.

As a young man, it may be a matter of recovering for a few days, but the old man in his 70s was sent to the hospital immediately after his bone fell like this.

"You also know that I will wait for you?" A cold voice came from not far away, Jun Shiling looked up, Xia Wanyuan was walking towards him,

"Why are you here?" Jun Shiling stood up quickly, and when Lin Jing saw Xia Wanyuan coming, he withdrew with a wink.

Glancing at the lights in the operating room, Xia Wanyuan came over, "Why didn't you tell me that Grandpa was injured?"

"I'm afraid you're worried." The autumn night was getting a little cooler, Jun Shiling took off his coat and put it on Xia Wanyuan,

"How's the situation?" Xia Wanyuan closed her jacket, and Jun Shiling's breath instantly enveloped her.

"It fell on the head, the situation is a bit dangerous, but the experts are all inside, it should be fine."

"I'll wait with you," Xia Wanyuan put his hand in Jun Shiling's palm, and Jun Shiling held it back.

"I'm sorry, I made you worry." Jun Shiling glanced at the time, it was almost 12 o'clock in the evening, it was supposed to be the time for Xia Wanyuan to sleep.

"Jun Shiling, you can't do this."