Chapter 47: Is Mrs. Bo caring about me?

Several people sat at the dining table to eat. The old lady personally stewed soup, pork ribs and winter melon soup, which tasted refreshing and not greasy.

A breeze blew outside, bringing a slight coolness.

The servant went over to close the window, and the old lady told Granny Wen to take a velvet shawl and put it on Yi Huan's shoulders.

"Thank you, Granny Wen."

Granny Wen put it on Yi Huan, and Yi Huan thanked her.

Granny Wen raised her eyebrows and smiled, "Young Madam, you're welcome."

Granny Wen touched Yi Huan's hand accidentally, frowned and said, "Young Madam, your hands are very cold, do you still feel cold?"

Yi Huan shook her head gently, "I have a cold body, and my hands and feet have been cold since I was a child."

The old lady heard this and said with a frown, "Now the weather is getting colder and colder, you must pay attention to keep warm, dress warmly, and don't let yourself get sick."

"Got it, grandma."

Yi Huan continued to eat with her head down.

The man next to her looked at her and quietly covered her palm with his.

The woman's hands were soft and small, and they were indeed very cold.

After dinner, it started to drizzle outside.

Yi Huan stood in front of the window and watched the rain for a while. There was a peach forest not far away.

Although there are no flowers now, watching the raindrops falling on the slender peach trees is quite interesting.

"Madam."

Sister Hua stepped forward and helped Yi Huan to straighten the shawl on her shoulders. "I just saw the news. My husband has dealt with the online issues."

"Really?"

Yi Huan was a little surprised and took out her mobile phone to check.

The previous hot searches were gone, and the number one hot search was #Bo Sili Oil Painting Wedding Photos#

Many people in the square were amazed at Bo Sili's superb painting skills.

Because Bo Sili proposed to pursue the legal responsibility of the rumormongers, all the bloggers who had spread gossip deleted the content before.

In this way, this matter was actually clarified.

Yi Huan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's go back."

A man's voice came from behind, and Bo Sili stepped forward and said, holding her shoulders.

"Okay."

Yi Huan nodded.

The two said goodbye to the old lady, then got in the car and drove all the way to Xinghu Bay.

A rain fell, and the temperature dropped by two degrees.

Although Yi Huan was wearing a man's coat, her hands were still cold.

Along the way, Bo Sili was warming her hands.

The heater was originally turned on in the car, but the woman didn't like the hot feeling of the heater and felt a headache, so she had to turn it off.

But not long after it was turned off, Yi Huan sneezed loudly .

Bo Sili frowned and looked at her sideways: "Are you catching a cold?"

Yi Huan shook her head, "It was just a sneeze."

He glanced at the wool sweater she was wearing, "Go back and change into thick clothes."

Yi Huan nodded.

The next second, the man's hand naturally came up to hold her body and pull her into his arms.

Yi Huan was a little shy at first, her body tensed tightly, but soon, the warmth coming from the man's chest made her slowly relax.

She also leaned on Bo Sili obediently, without moving.

After getting off the car, Bo Sili personally held an umbrella for her.

It was originally a large umbrella that was big enough for two people, but more than half of the space was above her head.

Moreover, Bo Sili took into account her height and even tilted the umbrella, so that half of his body was exposed to the rain.

Yi Huan took his arm, raised her eyes to look at him, and reminded him: "Bo Sili, your clothes are wet."

"It doesn't matter, we're just a few steps away."

He said lightly with a blank expression.

Yi Huan didn't say anything.

After returning home, Bo Sili asked Sister Hua to take Yi Huan to take a shower.

Yi Huan looked at herself and saw only a few inconspicuous raindrops.

However, she still did as she was told and went upstairs.

"Sir, you are all wet."

The housekeeper reminded.

"It's okay."

Bo Sili followed her upstairs.

Yi Huan took a shower, and Sister Hua found a new set of clothes for her.

Yi Huan took a look and smiled, "Sister Hua, this is too thick, isn't it?"

Besides, she was still at home, where she needed to wear such a thick sweater.

Sister Hua said sternly, "Madam, this is prepared for you by the gentleman."

The implication was that if she didn't wear it, Bo Sili would be unhappy.

"Okay."

Yi Huan had to take it.

The beige sweater made her look gentle and quiet, and it suited her very well.

Yi Huan looked at herself in the mirror. She had to say that any piece of clothing in the cloakroom looked good.

When I brought Ginny here to choose clothes, Ginny also said that these clothes seemed to be tailor-made for her.

"Where is Bo Sili?"

Yi Huan turned around, but didn't see the man.

He just got caught in the rain, why didn't he come to take a shower.

"The master is taking care of things in the study."

Sister Hua said.

Yi Huan nodded, and asked again: "Has the kitchen sent him ginger soup?"

Sister Hua shook her head, "It's prepared, but no one dares to disturb the master when he is working."

The maid who delivered the ginger soup is still holding something, standing at the door of the study waiting.

"I'll go."

Yi Huan said and went to the study.

The maid saw Yi Huan coming and greeted her.

Yi Huan took her tray and knocked on the study door.

"Bo Sili."

A woman's voice came from outside, and Bo Sili interrupted the conversation, waved his hand, and asked Zhou Zhu to open the door.

Zhou Zhu opened the door, "Madam."

Yi Huan came in and put the ginger soup in front of him, "You just got caught in the rain, drink some ginger soup to get rid of the cold."

Bo Sili sat in front of the desk, without saying a word, staring at her with dark eyes.

This beige sweater suits her very well, making the woman look gentle and lovely, and she has a bit of the feeling of a married woman.

Bo Sili's eyes deepened a little.

The man's fingers on the table moved, and Zhou Zhu went out sensibly and closed the door.

"Mrs. Bo, are you concerned about me?"

He suddenly looked at her with a playful smile.

Yi Huan was stunned.

"Come here."

Yi Huan actually walked forward as if possessed by some mysterious force.

The swivel sofa moved along with the man's sideways movement. He reached out and held the woman's wrist. With a little force, the woman leaned against him like a boneless person and fell right into his arms.

"Bo..."

"Don't move."

He held the woman's slender waist and rubbed it twice through her sweater with his big palm. At the same time, he rested his head on the woman's shoulder and spoke softly, "I went to see Lin Zixiao today."

Yi Huan shuddered.

"Guess what he said to me?"

Yi Huan didn't know.

However, since he mentioned it, it must not be a simple conversation.

"Yi Huan, he said he still likes you."

After saying this, he didn't look at the woman's reaction, loosened one hand to pick up the bowl on the table, put it to his mouth, drank a sip and put it down.

After that, he stared at the woman's somewhat nervous face with interest and asked: "Why don't you talk?"