Zhang Haiyan was so angry that her heart ached, but there was nothing she could do.
She was sobbing, and she regretted it very much now.
I regret that I shouldn't have trusted Gao Jie so much. No matter what, I should have mentioned it to Gao Jie and paid the money first.
Zhang Haiyan squatted on the ground and cried for a long time, and finally stood up again, carrying these high-end gifts and planning to exchange them for money.
It's just that there isn't even a car nearby, so she may have to walk for a long, long time.
Bo Qingying stood on the monitor in front of the door, watching Zhang Haiyan limping away with a cold look in his eyes.
People like Zhang Haiyan deserve it. They are not a good person themselves, and now they are being tricked by Gao Jie.
He deserves it even more. If he had less intention to harm others, he might not end up like this.
Bo Qingming turned off the monitor and put it on the cover. The wall in front of the door seemed to be nothing, without any trace at all.
She glanced at it and walked towards the kitchen.
At this time, the butler, Uncle He, was still explaining to Xiao He the farce outside.
"Master, that person said he was a relative of mine, but I didn't even recognize him. I really didn't mean to do it."
Uncle He felt very apologetic and kept saying the same sentence several times over and over again.
Although Xiao He is cold-faced, his attitude towards Uncle He has always been very good.
"Uncle He, I understand. You can clean up and get off work."
Xiao He said slowly.
"good!"
After all, Uncle He had been in the Xiao family for many years. Looking at Xiao He's expression at this time, there was nothing different about him, and he felt relieved.
It's not that he's afraid that he won't be believed, it's just that he has been here for so many years, and in the end, he still gets nothing.
This feeling, no matter how you think about it, makes you feel devastated.
After Uncle He went out, Bo Qingying nodded slightly to him and walked into the kitchen.
Xiao He stood upright, wearing white cotton short-sleeves, a pair of shorts, and an apron.
With his tall figure, standing like this, he looked very powerful.
However, because he has a stern face and a sense of asceticism, this kind of person is really an indescribable mixture.
His whole body was cold and completely abstinent, but occasionally he would emit that hormonal aura that made people think.
No wonder, this man is very eye-catching no matter where he goes.
There are a lot of fans around me.
"Are you coming to help?"
Xiao He was preparing dinner. He looked at Bo Qingying standing aside, his eyes always fixed on her, and asked again.
"Okay, what do you want me to help you with?"
Bo Qingming walked over and turned his head to ask, his wonderful eyes still looking at him.
I was struck by the star-like light in her eyes.
"Peel the potatoes for me!"
Xiao He handed a small frame to Bo Qingming.
"OK."
Bo Qingming took it and carefully peeled the potatoes.
"Be careful not to hurt your fingers."
Xiao He saw that her technique was very skillful, but looking at her white fingers, he still felt a little subtle in his heart and couldn't help but make suggestions.
"OK."
Bo Qingying nodded, although this was an insult to her cooking god.
However, Xiao He doesn’t know this either, haha.
(End of chapter)