Song Ling looked at the half-open door of the study, "He doesn't think so."

He would think that Nie Xunhuan approached them for some purpose. Nie Xunhuan

was unhappy when she thought of what happened before. She pouted

and said, "Who cares!" Then she turned around and went back to the kitchen.

When she was cutting vegetables, her long hair was a bit of a hindrance, so she asked Momo for a hair tie.

She bit the hair tie in her mouth, held up her long curly hair with both hands, and returned to the kitchen.

When passing by the study, the door suddenly opened, and Bo Junyi looked at her with cold dark eyes.

When he saw her revealing her slender white neck, his deep eyes became even deeper.

Nie Xunhuan was stunned for a moment, quickly took off the hair tie she was biting, rolled up her long hair and walked towards the kitchen.

Bo Junyi really wanted to take off the hairband, who let her expose her neck!

Song Ling was gentle and got along well with Nie Han.

He found that the siblings of the Nie family were very charming. Although Nie Han was only thirteen years old, he was full of youthful vigor. I'm afraid that when he turns eighteen, his brilliance will no longer be concealed.

Looking at his little niece who was deeply involved in it, he smiled bitterly. It was true that girls cannot be kept when they grow up.

Nie Xunhuan was busy in the kitchen alone, and she didn't feel tired. She quickly made five-cent fried pork chops, a pot of curry, and a refreshing vegetable salad.

After setting the food, she took off her apron and called everyone to eat.

Song Ling went to call Bo Junyi, and Bo Junyi came out very readily.

Bo Junyi sat in the seat of the head of the family, Song Ling and Song Momo sat together, and Nie Xunhuan sat with Nie Han naturally.

She didn't care at first, and just sat down, but she heard Nie Han say, "Sister, let's switch."

Nie Han took the initiative to suggest sitting next to Bo Junyi, or rather, he didn't want his sister to sit next to such a person.

Everyone sat down, and everyone wanted to start together.

Momo took a bite of fried pork chop and squinted her eyes, "Hmm, it's delicious!"

"Thank you, eat more if you like it." Nie Xunhuan felt very uncomfortable in her heart. Thinking of the iceberg sitting between her and Nie Han, she felt so tired.

The bidding issue has not been resolved yet, and she didn't know how to start.

"Too salty." Bo Junyi said with disgust.

Nie Xunhuan took a breath, but thought of the current crisis of the Nie Group, and endured it again.

"If it doesn't taste good, you don't have to eat it." Nie Han defended his sister. No one could say anything bad about his sister.

Nie Xunhuan gently kicked Nie Han to stop talking.

He was only three years old ten years ago and had no idea what happened.

Song Ling thought Nie Han was courageous. After all, he was a newborn ox that was not afraid of a tiger.

Momo was also reserved in front of Bo Junyi, but she also said in a low voice, "Sister Xunhuan's cooking is delicious." Bo Junyi's

face was solemn. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and looked at Nie Xunhuan coldly.

Nie Xunhuan's mouth twitched slightly, but he smiled and said, "Mr. Bo is right. I'll make it for you again."

She stood up, walked towards Bo Junyi, and picked up the food in front of him.

When she leaned over, her hair spread slightly, and a faint fragrance emanated.

"Sister, you worked so hard to make this, I'll eat it." Nie Han held Nie Xunhuan's hand, unable to bear to see her throw what she had worked so hard to make into the trash can.

Song Ling glanced at Bo Junyi, he was too against Nie Xunhuan.

Even he felt sorry for Nie Xunhuan.

"I didn't say I didn't want to eat it." Bo Junyi said coldly, a hint of unnaturalness in his dark eyes.

Nie Xunhuan slowly put down the food in her hand, of course it would be better if she didn't have to make it again.

But Bo Junyi was really weird.

She returned to her seat and buried her head in eating.

Everyone became weird.

After dinner, Momo and Nie Han helped Nie Xunhuan clean up the kitchen.

Song Ling went to the study with Bo Junyi. He stood in front of Bo Junyi who was smoking, and said helplessly: "Actually, Xunhuan is innocent."

"I didn't see it." Bo Junyi stared coldly at the traffic outside the window, the wound on his arm was hurting again.

"It's been ten years, and that woman doesn't dare to come back. You might as well let the Nie family go, and let yourself go." Song Ling was not pleading for the Nie family, but for Bo Junyi.

He hoped that he could let go of his hatred.

Bo Junyi said nothing, his eyes were cold.

Who can let go of the death of his mother, or commit suicide.

Nie Xunhuan wanted to leave, and she asked Momo not to disturb Bo Junyi and Song Ling.

She took Nie Han out of Song Ling's apartment and returned to the car.

"Sister, it's that man, right?" Nie Han asked with a double meaning.

"Children shouldn't be curious about everything." Nie Xunhuan drove tiredly. Things were not that simple, and she didn't know how to explain to Nie Han.

"Sister, I know even if you don't tell me that it was him who almost forced dad to death, right?" Nie Han suddenly became angry, "Why is he the culprit? You and dad have to go to him for help?"

"Maybe because in S City, he is the sky." Nie Xunhuan said meaningfully with cold eyes.

After returning home, Nie Han went upstairs directly.

Father Nie looked at the siblings who had just returned home and asked concernedly, "Where did you go? Why didn't you even call?"

"Nothing, I just went to Xiaohan's friend's house for a quick meal." Nie Xunhuan smiled lightly, not wanting to worry Father Nie.

Father Nie nodded, "Oh, it's too late now, you should go to bed quickly."

"Well, Dad, good night." Nie Xunhuan said, and went upstairs quickly.

After taking a shower, Nie Xunhuan lay on the bed, not feeling sleepy at all.

She thought about it and decided to go find Bo Junyi tomorrow.

Even if he keeps avoiding her, she will go...even if she has to kneel down and beg him to show mercy.

Bo Junyi returned to the apartment. He was the only one in the huge apartment. He sat in front of the sofa and turned on the TV, but he was not interested in the TV news. His mind was full of Nie Xunhuan's figure.

Especially when she was tying her hair, that charming and tender look kept lingering

in his mind. His breathing sank, and his hand rolled up his sleeves involuntarily. Looking at the teeth marks on his right arm, he fell into memories.

Ten years ago, he threw the share documents in his hand to Nie Haiqiao who was already half-kneeling.

At that time, Nie Xunhuan, who was only eleven years old, rushed out of the crowd and bit his arm.

I remember that he bled a lot but he didn't feel any pain.

He looked at her in shock.

After so many years, he couldn't recognize the little thing that hurt him. He was obviously annoyed by her hateful eyes at that time, but he still forgot about her.

"Oh, I didn't go looking for you, but you came to me. I let you go ten years ago, but it won't be so easy ten years later." Bo Junyi turned off the TV. He sent a text message to Song Ling, asking him to find out everything that happened to Nie Xunhuan in the past ten years and not to miss any details.

Song Ling stared at the content of the text message in a daze, and sure enough, it came.

If he had known this would happen, maybe he shouldn't have stopped Bo Junyi from looking for Nie Xunhuan ten years ago.