Chapter 890
Mother song blinked the fog in her eyes and sighed bitterly in her heart.
Will it?
Is that true?
She had a strong hunch that if the estimation was correct, it was estimated that the two families would really tear their faces in the future.
Song Zhizhi patted song's mother's hand and went upstairs directly.
As soon as she got up, she splashed and swept all the skin care products on the table to the ground.
She sat on the sofa, gnashing her teeth and staring at her face in the mirror.
It's annoying.
It's really annoying.
She doesn't want to be like this, but only in this way can she be a little closer to the shallower, so she doesn't care about harm.
She understood her mother's words.
However, when a person has made great efforts, but still can't reach a goal, how can she let go.
The cell phone suddenly rang.
Song Zhizhi saw the smoke caller ID. it was Bo Jinhua's call. She was silent and answered.
Bo Jinhua answered the phone. On the other side of the phone, he said gently, "yes, I heard that Bo Qian is such a temper. You should bear it more."
Song Zhizhi knew what a powerful businessman Bo Jinhua was. Such an elder suddenly apologized to her.
Those who have a little brain know to give face.
Song Zhizhi pinched himself hard, and then opened his mouth with a smile: "Uncle Bo, what you said is what I like, thin and shallow, and I chose the road myself. No matter what difficulties I have, I will always stick to it."
When Bo Jinhua heard this sentence, he appreciated it and said, "well, you know the whole thing. Our future daughter-in-law of the Bo family wants you to be at ease."
"Thank uncle Bo for his praise. Don't worry. I will work hard. I believe I will be sincere. One day, Bo Qianhui will find that I am the better choice."
Bo Jinhua gave a sound and said gently, "OK, have a good rest. I'll talk to Bo Qian when I have time."
Song Zhien said, "OK, uncle Bo."
Hang up.
Song Zhizhi left her mobile phone aside. She closed her eyes and snorted coldly. Her voice was cold and light, full of full irony.
What apologies, what apologies.
She knows exactly what Bo Jinhua's idea is.
If it had been before, she wouldn't care if Bo Jinhua used her as a tool.
However, now that she has paid so much, how can she be willing to be used as a tool!
She wants control!
……
After Bo Jinhua hung up the phone, he sighed and came out. Bo Ye next to him immediately poured him a cup of tea.
After taking a sip of tea, Bo Jinhua sighed, "what's your brother thinking?"
"It's estimated that he really likes admiring the times. Otherwise, he won't be so serious. I haven't seen Bo Qian so serious about anything." Bo Ye stands aside, bowing down and being small. He doesn't show his unwilling mood at all.
Mu Shinian.
Bo Jinhua sighed and felt a headache against his head: "what's good about Mu Shinian? I shouldn't have believed what the fortune teller said."
"You are also for his good. Besides, although Bo Qian pays too much attention to Mu Shinian now, from another point of view, isn't it because he is willing to return to the company and works so hard now?
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