Chapter 112 Their relationship is probably not that simple.
Bo Jinyan's tone was extremely gentle, but it made Sang Ruo's heart sink even further.
“Sang Ruo, Sang Ruo…”
After the bathroom door was opened, Chen Fangyue's voice became even louder.
Sang Ruo quickly pushed the man onto the balcony and even drew the floor-to-ceiling curtains.
After confirming that the person had crossed the opposite balcony, she tidied her appearance and walked towards the room door.
"Clatter—"
After she opened the door, she saw Chen Fangyue standing at the door with a gloomy face.
"What's wrong with you? I've been knocking on the door for so long, and you haven't come."
Chen Fangyue glanced into the room, then fixed her gaze on Sang Ruo's face.
Just as Sang Ruo was about to speak, the door to the next room was suddenly opened.
Bo Jinyan leaned against the door, his voice deep: "Second sister-in-law, what are you calling?"
Chen Fangyue quickly turned around and saw Bo Jinyan. She was suddenly stunned: "Ayan, why are you back too?"
"I came back to see the old man." Bo Jinyan's expression darkened. "I was just about to take a nap when you disturbed me."
Sang Ruo looked at Bo Jinyan nervously.
She naturally understood what he meant by 'sleep'.
"It's not even evening yet, why are you asleep so early?" Chen Fangyue asked in surprise. "I just wanted to come up and call Sang Ruo down for dinner."
"Eat when you're hungry, sleep when you're tired, isn't that just human nature?" Bo Jinyan said calmly, turning his gaze to Sang Ruo: "Little niece-in-law, what do you say?"
Sang Ruo was already nervous, and his question made her back stiffen for a moment.
She curled her lips into a smile and said, feigning composure, "Uncle is right."
"Now that you're back, come down for a meal! Jinzhou is already waiting for you downstairs."
"Really?" Bo Jinyan replied casually, "So my nephew hasn't left yet!"
The tone was ambiguous and left people puzzled.
But Sangruo knew just how dangerous her situation had been.
If Bo Jinzhou were to return, this clandestine relationship could be exposed to the light of day in an instant.
Sang Ruo nodded slightly and then walked downstairs.
Since Mr. Bo's health had not fully recovered, only a few of them had dinner together.
Sang Ruo only found out that Bo Yukang had also come along when she was eating.
This dinner was an ordeal for Sang Ruo.
Especially Bo Jinzhou's eyes, which seemed to be nailed to her, made her dare not raise her eyes and easily meet Bo Jinyan's gaze.
"Dad, why are you staring at Mom like that?"
Bo Yukang seemed to have noticed something, his gaze fixed on Bo Jinzhou's face, his voice filled with confusion.
“Your mom looks so beautiful today, so Dad couldn’t help but take a few more glances…”
Bo Jinzhou's sudden witty remark caused Sang Ruo's brows to furrow slightly.
This jerk, is he out of his mind?
Bo Yukang asked, puzzled, "Dad never praises Mom before, why is he suddenly being so strange today?"
Bo Jinzhou paused for a moment, then looked away: "Eat quickly, don't talk so much."
"I've finished eating, you guys continue eating." Sang Ruo quickly stood up from her chair: "I'll be going now."
Across from her, Bo Jinyan glanced at her, the reluctance in his eyes deeply captured by Bo Jinzhou.
At that moment, I suddenly became even more convinced of my own ideas.
Their relationship is probably not that simple...
After dinner, Bo Jinyan went up to the third floor to see Old Master Bo. When he came out, he saw the person standing at the door.
"Uncle, let's talk?"
Bo Jinzhou stood by the door, his voice deep and resonant.
Bo Jinyan's eyes turned cold, and he walked towards the end of the corridor.
After stopping, he took out a cigarette, lit it, and looked out the window.
After Bo Jinzhou followed, he stood next to him, looked at the man's handsome profile, and asked curiously, "Uncle, why have you been getting so close to Sang Ruo lately?"
Bo Jinyan's hand holding the cigarette paused slightly.
After thinking for a moment, he replied softly, "I think I already told you about this a long time ago."
"Even for the sake of the children, is it necessary to get this close?"
Bo Jinzhou suddenly took out his phone and handed it to the man.
Bo Jinyan raised his shimmering eyes and glanced at him indifferently.
In the photo, he is resting his hand on the door of Youfenglou, with Sang Ruo in his arms, which is quite ambiguous.
At first glance, they seem like a good match...
Bo Jinyan's lips suddenly curled up slightly, and he replied in a cool voice, "What does this photo prove?"
"Doesn't that prove anything?"
Bo Jinzhou was surprised, and his brows furrowed slightly.
Bo Jinyan suddenly gave a low, hoarse laugh, but didn't say a word.
"Uncle, although you keep saying that you're only getting close to Sang Ruo because of the child, no matter what the truth is, I hope you'll keep your distance from Sang Ruo, after all, we're not divorced yet..."
"You probably don't really want a divorce, do you?"
Bo Jinyan suddenly lowered his voice slightly, his eyes turning a chilling coldness.
Upon hearing this, Bo Jinzhou's brows furrowed slightly.
After hesitating for two seconds, he finally replied, "Let me be frank with you, I never thought she would divorce me. She insisted on it herself, what could I do?"
"You should leave as soon as possible!"
Bo Jinyan's expression darkened slightly, and he exuded a terrifying aura.
"Uncle, what do you mean by that?" Bo Jinzhou's face was extremely gloomy: "Why does it feel like you're hoping for our divorce?"
Bo Jinyan immediately stubbed out his cigarette without even raising his head: "Because you are not good enough for her."
Then, he strode quickly toward the stairs.
Bo Jinzhou watched his departing figure, his hands, placed at his sides, clenched tightly at the fingertips, his knuckles turning slightly white.
Not good enough for her?
This is the first time someone has said that he is not good enough for Sang Ruo!
And this person is his uncle!
Bo Jinzhou was so angry that veins bulged on his forehead and his face turned extremely dark.
When Sang Ruo arrived home, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
Chen Anni quickly stepped forward: "Tomorrow is the live broadcast of Liang Yuxin's treasure appraisal program. I have arranged everything. You just need to come with me."
"Okay, the recording should be this afternoon, right?"
Yes, it's afternoon.
Sang Ruo nodded slightly, her expression darkening.
"Don't worry, I took a day off to go with you this time. I'll beat her to a pulp and make her lose face completely!"
When Chen Anni saw the worry on her face, she subconsciously reached out and gently patted her back.
"I wasn't worried. It's just that I've been waiting for this moment for so long that when it suddenly arrived, I couldn't quite believe it."
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