Bo Lin has always been a child of other people's families since he was a child.
As the eldest son in the family, he knew from a young age that he would have to take over the Bo family business when he grew up.
Unfortunately, after he became an adult, his parents and sister died one after another.
Only grandpa, him, and little Fanling are left at home.
While in college, he raced against time to study and get a degree, so that he could return to China as quickly as possible to inherit the Bo family and take care of little Fanling.
If you think about it carefully, the days after getting to know Hua Jian were the most relaxing ones for Bo Lin.
"...I've seen all those paintings. It's a pity Jiang Ruiming is reluctant to sell some of them, but I've saved two for you. Hang them in your art gallery when it opens. They're sure to attract some visitors."
Bo Lin was stunned. He almost forgot about the art gallery.
He looked strange. In order to get close to Hua Jian, he had done a lot of stupid things...
Luckily Hua Jian was even dumber and didn't see it...
"good."
The two idiots talked awkwardly and walked aimlessly along the beach, and unknowingly came to a sparsely populated area.
The lights and tourists are already far away.
Bo Lin frowned and said, "Let's go back. The heat on the beach has subsided and the sea breeze has become cold."
Hua Jian looked somewhere and nodded in agreement.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound behind me.
Hua Jian's vigilance was raised to the highest level, and he suddenly pulled Bo Lin behind him.
"There's no need to be so nervous, little friend."
Bo Lin's eyes narrowed, and the tense atmosphere suddenly eased a little: "Master Pulton, why are you here?"
"I've been staying in the hotel for a long time, so I came out for a walk."
Hua Jian looked over doubtfully.
A tall and energetic old man, followed by at least 8 bodyguards in black.
He looked like he was here to cause trouble, not just for a stroll.
After saying this, the head of the Purton family turned his gaze to Hua Jian.
Soon, he realized that this young man was indeed better than the information he had found.
No wonder even someone as aloof as Bo Lin was bewildered.
He smiled as he approached the two and extended his hand: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Hua Jian. Before coming to Haicheng, I went to Liangchen Gallery on purpose. I regret not seeing you then."
Hua Jian glanced down, then raised her hand and gave him a light handshake: "Hello, Master Pulton."
[This old man actually has a pure oriental face. I always thought he was a foreigner.] Hua Jian was a little surprised.
Bo Lin's eyes moved slightly, and he said, "We are going back now. Please go shopping again, Master. Goodbye."
Upon hearing this, Hua Jian nodded and said goodbye to the head of the Purton family.
Who knew that the head of the Purton family said with a smile: "Then let's go back together."
Hua Jian and Bo Lin looked at each other and said nothing.
The old man brought 8 bodyguards with him. Do they dare to say no?
[But this old man looks quite old. Can he still play with Shu Yao? ]
The head of the Purton family beside him raised his eyebrows slightly.
He felt something was wrong about this little guy just now. Was he talking without opening his mouth, or was it something else?
Bo Lin bent his fingers and gently scratched Hua Jian's palm.
Hua Jian's back stiffened instantly. He pursed his lips, looked at Bo Lin, and whispered, "Stop messing around."
"Young people are so affectionate. Mr. Bo and Mr. Hua Jian have just started dating, right?"
The two people who were visible to the naked eye stood up straight and became serious.
A look of understanding flashed in the eyes of the head of the Purton family. He walked slower and saw out of the corner of his eye that the hands of the two young men in front of him were entangled together.
Bo Lin wanted to pull his hand back, but Hua Jian stopped him several times and held him tighter and tighter.
The ten fingers were intertwined and finally Hua Jian held it tightly, while Bo Lin's hand was stretched straight.
The two of them were having a lot of fun, and the head of the Purton family gradually fell behind and had no sense of existence.
He was not angry, but instead remembered that it was the same when he was with Ah Chen.
Ah Chen is pretty and simple, and when she expresses her love, she is straightforward and unyielding.
As for him, he is introverted and awkward.
One chasing and the other hiding, it’s quite interesting to think about it now.
There were occasionally a few seagulls flying over the sea at night. The head of the Purton family turned his head to look over, but suddenly stopped where he was.
The bodyguards behind him were a little surprised by their master's behavior, but they all stopped behind him dutifully.
Bo Lin was the first to notice something unusual, and Hua Jian also turned his head to look.
The old man stood in the dim light, as thin as a bamboo pole.
Bo Lin: "Master? Are you okay?"
"Well, you guys go ahead and don't worry about me."
The old man spoke in a low voice, and it was obvious that he was not in a good mood.
Hua Jian thought he was a little strange and thought to herself, "This old man looks very lonely. It's true that there must be something hateful about pitiful people. If he doesn't look for children when he's young, he'll probably have trouble finding one when he's old."
Bo Lin tugged at his hand and said, "Let's go."
"Okay." Hua Jian said to him and nodded to the head of the Purton family.
The eight bodyguards and the old man stood on the beach for a long while. Then the head of the Purton family asked, "According to the information, how old is Hua Jian this year?"
The leading bodyguard immediately stepped forward and said, "He just turned 20 not long ago."
"Really?" The head of the Purton family laughed.
What the young man said is not right.
He is not pitiful.
When returning to where they parked, Hua Jian no longer saw the two cars that Didu used to take photos of.
Along the way, Hua Jian seemed to have forgotten and held Bo Lin's hand the whole time.
Bo Lin was sitting in the passenger seat, listening to Jiang Kai's work report with headphones on, pointing at the tablet with his right hand.
Occasionally, when the traffic light turned red, Hua Jian did not disturb him verbally, but she kept making small movements with her hands.
Bo Lin turned his eyes several times, Hua Jian smiled at him, and Bo Lin just let him do what he wanted.
When Hua Jian came to the suite of Xiangzhang Hotel again, she found the door between the two bedrooms an eyesore.
Bo Lin entered his bedroom, the door slammed shut, and Hua Jian sat dejectedly on the sofa.
"Even the bathroom is separate. It's a damn suite. The space is amazing."
The sea breeze and the sand under his feet made him uncomfortable.
He stood under the shower, hot water falling from his head, and the whole bathroom soon became steamy.
Hua Jian wiped the water off her face with her hands, and seemed to be back to that night at the Jiarui Hotel in a daze.
In fact, he still had fragmented memories of that night.
At that time, Bo Lin was masturbating...
"Fuck, do you have to be so energetic?"
Hua Jian was completely convinced. He closed his eyes and thought about Bo Lin's expression at that time. He moved his hand slightly and opened his thin lips.
The positions suddenly switched, and when he wasn't paying attention, his bathroom door was pushed open from the outside.
Just like that night.
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