Chapter 47 Not Always Alone
Upon hearing this, Sang Ruo's hand holding the chopsticks suddenly paused.
Song Linlin had finished dinner and was playing behind the screen with her rabbit doll.
Sang Ruo glanced at the child, then turned back to the man beside her and nodded slightly: "Yes."
Bo Jinyan curled his thin lips, put down his chopsticks, picked up the napkin on the table, his posture was calm and elegant, and his noble temperament made it hard to look away.
The man gently wiped his thin lips, his tone indifferent: "Tell me."
Sang Ruo replied seriously, "I invited Mr. Bo out today primarily for dinner, and secondly to discuss something..."
Sang Ruo kept recalling the words Bo Jinzhou had said to her that day.
dissolute.
This word kept appearing in her mind.
She took a deep breath and said frankly, "Before my grandfather passed away, he left me a courtyard, but now it's in my aunt's hands. I really want to get it back, but I can't do it right now."
She didn't continue speaking, but instead looked up at the man in front of her.
Bo Jinyan nodded thoughtfully.
He leaned back in his chair, placed a tissue into the bone dish, and tapped the table lightly on his ringed finger.
One, two, three...
Seeing that he didn't respond, Sang Ruo continued, "But I won't let you help me for nothing. I can grant you one request."
The man chuckled softly, "Miss Sang, you're quite the businesswoman. This clinic hasn't even opened yet, and you've already learned how to do business."
"I don't know much about business, but I do know a little about interpersonal relationships."
What can you give me?
Bo Jinyan suddenly moved closer, and the distance between the two became exceptionally close.
The man's faint, cold laugh suddenly filled her nostrils.
Sang Ruo steadied her thoughts and then said, "I can treat your father's illness for a long time as a return gift."
"What a wonderful return gift."
Bo Jinyan shifted his gaze away, looking at his fingers on the table.
The black ring, under the dim light, seemed to exude a cool and aloof aura.
He naturally noticed that she had just said 'your father' instead of 'grandfather'.
This shows that she had already separated herself from the Bo family and was negotiating with him from the perspective of an outsider.
She clearly wanted a divorce, but if she continued to help Mr. Bo with his treatment, she would inevitably run into Bo Jinzhou again...
This woman is more cunning than he imagined!
“I can’t speak for Western medicine, but when it comes to traditional Chinese medicine, in the entire capital, I don’t think Mr. Bo would find another person more suitable than me to treat your father’s illness.”
Upon hearing this, Bo Jinyan's expression suddenly softened.
He leaned back in his chair, staring at her indifferently: "Miss Sang, whose medical school did you learn from?"
"Mr. Bo, is this a sign that you don't trust my medical skills?"
"I'm just curious, Miss Sang, you're so young yet possess such remarkable medical skills, but I was completely unaware of it." Bo Jinyan looked up at her, his voice deep: "Why did you keep it from him?"
When Sang Ruo met his gaze, her upper eyelashes suddenly trembled slightly.
How could she have hidden anything from that man?
However, Bo Jinzhou's mind was always on Liang Yuxin, and he never really understood her, so naturally he didn't know that her medical skills were quite good.
“It’s not that I deliberately hid it, but that he couldn’t see it, or he pretended not to see it.”
She spoke calmly, picked up her chopsticks, and continued eating.
Bo Jinyan sighed softly: "It seems that Miss Sang has suffered quite a bit these past years following my nephew."
"Who hasn't been blind when they were young?"
Sang Ruo's voice was cold and indifferent, and her expression was very aloof.
"They say once bitten, twice shy. If Miss Sang divorces her nephew, does she plan to raise Linlin like this for the rest of her life?"
The man raised his eyes, looking at her beautiful face, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Sang Ruo's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly instinctively.
After a moment of calm, she turned her head and looked at Bo Jinyan's handsome features.
He said, word by word, "If I meet a good man, I don't necessarily have to be alone."
Bo Jinyan didn't reply, but just looked at her quietly, as if trying to find something else in the depths of her complex eyes.
The two stared at each other for nearly five seconds before Sang Ruo smiled and said, "Mr. Bo, you haven't agreed yet. Are you willing to cooperate with me?"
Bo Jinyan's beautiful phoenix eyes blinked twice before he looked away.
He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
After a moment, he casually said, "Send the information about the courtyard to my special assistant later."
Sang Ruo was stunned for a moment.
She had actually prepared herself for the possibility that he might refuse, but she didn't expect him to agree so quickly.
She picked up the teacup on the table: "Then I'll drink tea instead of wine to wish us a pleasant cooperation."
Bo Jinyan also picked up his teacup and gently clinked it against hers.
"It's a pleasure to work with you."
Sang Ruo had just put down her cup when her phone on the table suddenly rang.
She glanced down at it; the contact name was Bo Jinzhou.
Bo Jinyan, who was standing next to him, naturally saw the note as well.
Aren't you going to answer?
A deep, resonant voice suddenly came from beside him.
Upon hearing the sound, Sang Ruo looked up, glanced at Bo Jinyan, and then decisively hung up the phone.
The way he swiftly swiped the screen was deeply imprinted in the man's mind.
“He can’t be up to anything if he contacts me, so I don’t want to answer.”
Sang Ruo decisively turned her phone face down, her face instantly shrouded in gloom.
"Hasn't he signed it yet?"
Bo Jinyan raised his eyelids and glanced at her indifferently.
A mocking smile appeared on Sang Ruo's lips: "No."
The man remained silent, and the room fell into a moment of stillness.
Bo Jinyan personally escorted them home. Before Sang Ruo even got close to Youfeng Tower, she caught sight of the figure standing under the street lamp.
She watched the car slowly move forward, but still didn't call for it to stop.
Bo Jinyan turned his head to look at Sang Ruo, and the corners of his lips suddenly lifted slightly.
If I remember correctly, before, I would ask him to pull over before we even got close to Youfeng Tower.
For a moment, I suddenly realized that this woman's thoughts were not so easy to fathom.
"Thank you, Mr. Bo, for bringing us back. We'll head back now." Sang Ruo held Song Linlin's hand. "Say goodbye to your godfather."
Goodbye, Godfather.
The man nodded slightly: "Goodbye."
The scene of Sang Ruo leading the child out of Bo Jinyan's car had already been witnessed by Bo Jinzhou.
He watched the Maybach drive away and quickly walked up to it: "Why was it your uncle who brought you back?"
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