"How about what?" Xi Jin Yan asked faintly.

Bo Qing said, "just how are you? How easy to get along with, what personality, etc. I have to find out. After all, it's my eldest sister-in-law. We'll meet often in the future. Eldest sister-in-law and younger sister-in-law are two creatures. If I don't get along well with them, I'll be bullied."

"They won't bully you." Xi Jinyan takes Bo Qing into his arms. "In fact, you don't have to get along with them."

"Why?" Bo leaned over and propped up his upper body. "You don't want to marry me?"

Xi Jinyan: "

Bo Qing knew that he had asked a nonsense, "then when we get married, I must get along with your family."

"Do you think I need to get along with them?" Xi Jin Yan asked expressionless.

Bo Qingshen paused and looked at Xi Jinyan in some confusion.

That means she doesn't need to have too much contact with his family?

"Well... I'm your wife. Don't I have any obligations?"

"Yes, many." Xi Jinyan looked at Bo Qing's eyes. The bottom of his eyes was as quiet as an ancient well, which made people can't see the emotion inside.

Bo Qing was a little confused. "Doesn't my obligation include getting along with your family?"

Xi Jinyan's thin lips opened slightly, "there is contact, but you don't have to get along with each other. You just have to be yourself. You don't need to change yourself for anyone, nor do you need to cater to people's preferences."

Bo Qing realized that Xi Jinyan wanted to tell her one thing, that is, she didn't have to cater to anyone. When she married him, those people would naturally cater to her.

OK。

She knows what to do.

"Then go to sleep." Bo Qing lay down again.

……

Two days later.

Yuchuan, President's office.

"Boss, have you heard?" Jing Shuang sat opposite Bo Qing with gossip on his face. "The nearest business district in Ning'an city is a little restless."

Thin tilt propped his chin with one hand and controlled the mouse with the other hand. He was playing the poker game brought by the computer and asked, "why is it not peaceful?"

"Boss, you don't look very energetic today. Are you sick?" Jing Shuang asked without answering, with worry in his tone.

Thin tilt shook his head, "I just think it's a little peaceful recently. It's meaningless."

Jing Shuang: "... Let me tell you something. I heard that several projects in JPJ were yellow. They were all big investments and suddenly died. There was an accident with those investors. They had been doing a lot of small moves at the bottom before, but they had been doing well for so many years. It is said that they were getting old and miserable."

Bo Qing glanced at Jing Shuang faintly, "what are you talking about?"

Jingshuang "tut" said, "they've been playing the edge ball before. I don't know who it is. They've scratched a lot of evidence behind their backs and sent it to them. Those investors and bosses are cold. I remember you didn't want to catch up with President Guo of yuante enterprise before. He's the worst. It's estimated that you'll have to eat in prison for several years."

When Bo Qing heard this, he finally came to the spirit. He immediately released the mouse and sat up straight, "President Guo? Old Guo?"

Jing Shuang nodded, "well, they all call him Lao Guo."

"Who else?" Bo Qing asked again.