From then on, the king did not go to court early, not only Bo Siqing, but Yunhua was the same.

On the way to school by Bo Siqing, Yunhua sat in the passenger seat and bit her lip and looked at someone who started.

Why Monday?

Why go to school?

He just came back yesterday afternoon!

It's all the time to do it, and it's been less than 24 hours since we've been together.

Why……

When we arrived at the school gate, the car stopped, but Yunhua still didn't want to get off.

Bo Siqing didn't urge and chuckled: "What do you want to eat at noon? I'll send it to you."

Yunhua snorted, "I don't want to eat anything."

"That won't work." Bo Siqing smiled and tickled the hair on her forehead to the side, and her slender fingers gently stroked her eyebrows, "Why, ask for leave?"

"I don't want it." Yunhua muttered and opened the door and got out of the car. She didn't want to be a clingy person!

Bo Siqing also got out of the car, helped her take the book down, and accompanied her to the school gate, then handed her the book in her hand, "Is it good to eat pork ribs for lunch? What kind of post-meal fruits do you want to eat? Cherries?"

"Okay, it's OK." Yunhua sighed and looked up at Bo Siqing, "I can eat in the school cafeteria, it's too troublesome to deliver it..."

"As long as it is related to you, I like it even if it's trouble." Bo Siqing's voice was very low, with a bright smile in his eyes, "What's more, it's not trouble at all, I'm happy."

Yun Hua laughed when he said it, but she thought of the topic last night. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Auntie Ye... I have asked Song Ci to pack up the information. For the progress of cultural relics repurchase, just ask Rong Jing directly. I don't know if it's done right, if it's wrong..."

"Yes." Bo Siqing interrupted her, "You did everything right, unexpectedly well. You don't have to worry about the rest, and you will handle it."

"Yeah." Yunhua nodded, still feeling a little reluctant in her eyes, "Then I'll go in."

"Okay." Bo Siqing looked at her with a smile.

Yunhua held the book and turned around slowly.

But just a few steps after she walked, Bo Siqing called her again and said, "Draw."

Yun Hua quickly stopped and turned around, "What's wrong?"

Bo Siqing walked up and reached out to pull her collar that had rolled up a little, "Okay, go in."

"Um."

Yunhua had a hint of sweetness in her heart. It turned out that she was not the only one who refused to give up.

...

When he returned to the classroom, Gong Xijin was talking to Mi Yue about the autumn outing and saying that he wanted to prepare something.

Seeing Yunhua come in, Gong Xijin immediately blinked at her ambiguously, "Where is your boyfriend?"

Yunhua curled her lips and said, "At home."

"Yo~" Gong Xijin's voice was quite meaningful.

Yun Hua was in a good mood and was not embarrassed at all. He just didn't concentrate when he was doing exercises as usual and he always couldn't help but think of someone.

Someone she kept thinking about was sitting in front of the desk in the study, holding a notepad with her handwriting.

Song Ci and Tang Mo stood at the desk.

The atmosphere in the room is not very good, and I always feel that the air conditioner is too low.

Bo Siqing had no expression on his face, and he was very cold.

"My mother, I met Huahua in private, but you didn't tell me a word." Bo Siqing's voice was very indifferent, and he couldn't hear the emotions at all.

But the sweat on Song Ci and Tang Mo's forehead was about to drip.

Chapter 1200

"The lady was very opposed at first, and you know that."

Song Ci's voice was also low, "But after my wife came to S City this time, she should have gradually accepted painting, just... it just didn't change so quickly..."

"Enough."

Bo Siqing's voice is Wubo, "Go out."

Song Ci and Tang Mo looked at each other, and they didn't dare to mention anything, and quickly left the study.

Bo Siqing sat on the seat behind the desk, and his whole body looked like a statue.

"Click!"

He was so obsessed that the ballpoint pen in his hand was accidentally broken into two pieces.

Looking at the broken pen in his hand, Bo Siqing pursed his lips and took out his cell phone.

"It's me." Bo Siqing's voice was very cold and hard, "It's been more than ten years, and you haven't cared about me, so why should you care about me now? I'm not good enough to have nothing to do with each other? I admit that you are my mother, I will respect you, but I am no longer the child who longs for your care. I have grown up and I have my own choice. Since you have chosen to let go of me from the beginning, what qualifications do you have to interfere in my life now?"

"You gave me life, I thank you, but all you gave me is this life."

"It was her who made me alive and let me know that I still long for this kind of feeling."

"You gave me a life, but she is mine."

"Mother, I have long since looked forward to you, but I am still grateful to you for giving me life."

"So, isn't it good to keep such a distance? Please don't make me hate you."

After Bo Siqing finished speaking, he was silent for a while before continuing: "I have sent all the information and the information about recovering cultural relics. The painting has been deployed, and the cultural relics will be recovered as much as possible, but what my uncle does must be paid. Send my aunt and cousin abroad. In their lifetime, they may be able to see my uncle again."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Siqing pinched his cell phone and clenched his fists.

...

As soon as school was over at noon, Yun Hua did not pack up his things slowly as before, but had already packed up his books two minutes before school.

As soon as the school bell rang, she immediately rushed out of the classroom and became the first person to leave in Class 7.

All the classmates looked at her for no reason. Could it be that there is something delicious in the restaurant today? Is it necessary to run so fast?

No matter what others think, Yunhua rushed out of the classroom and ran quickly towards the school gate. When he was about to arrive, he slowed down, adjusted his breathing, walked over slowly, pretending to be slow.

However, when I arrived at the school gate, I didn’t see Bo Siqing, but only Song Ci.

Yunhua frowned and suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart. Could it be that Bo Siqing has left again!

There is nothing impossible. If he has an emergency task, he will leave with a phone call.

But the feeling of loss in my heart was so great that she could not ignore it.

Yunhua pursed her lips and looked at Song Ci, and took the lunch box handed over by Song Ci: "Is Bo Siqing leaving again?"

Song Ci was stunned and shook his head quickly, "No."

Yunhua looked up and looked at Song Ci strangely, "Then what's the matter with him?"

“…No.”

Yunhua was silent and asked with her lips pursed, "Why are you here to bring me lunch?"

Song Ci was about to cry.

Although Yunhua is very kind on weekdays, when she is so cold, she is exactly the same as the big devil in her family!
Chapter completed!