On the coquettish skill, Bai Ziyan of the whole Chunxi hospital said, "good child, you can learn from an early age, be obedient and sensible. Your mother is lucky to have such an excellent son as you."

"I remember a talented child who sings very well. Is he here?"

"Grandma means Xiao Fei. He's a big star now. He's very busy every day and can't come, but he asked me to say hello to you for him."

"I've become a big star. Will it cost me money to listen to him sing in the future?"

"That's not true. As long as grandma wants to hear it, let him sing it to you for free every day."

"And Jiang Jinchen. He is busy studying in Jiangzhou and can't come. He said he had time to go back to Jingzhou to see you."

When she mentioned Qu Feitai, the old lady still smiled. When she mentioned Jiang Jinchen, her smile was slightly restrained, but no one could see it.

"It's nice to be big and small." The old lady sighed.

"Aunt Bo, uncle Bo, happy birthday to you." Bai Ziyan smiled at the two people standing behind the old lady.

Bai Ziyan was stunned subconsciously when he saw Bo YuXun.

His memory of Bo YuXun has been very vague. After all, he was only a few years old when he went abroad. Later, he gradually grew up. He always heard people around him mention how powerful he was, but he can't remember his appearance clearly.

He had seen a picture of Bo YuXun on the honor list of the school, but the young man in the picture was sunny and handsome, like a warm little sun, and the man in front of him, even his hair was cold and indifferent like jade.

I don't know why, this beautiful face always gave him a very familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember it for the moment.

Bo YuXun nodded faintly. There was no temperature when his eyes looked at people, as if his heart had died.

Bo Yujiang, as always, was dignified and elegant, smiled and nodded: "thank you, Xiaobai."

Bai Weining came up skillfully, "grandma Bo, I'm Bai Weining."

When Mrs. Bo didn't face Bai Ziyan, she had a warm attitude and nodded faintly: "your last name is Bai? Your father..."

Bai Weining immediately replied, "my father is Bai Kang."

Bai Kang is the cousin of Bai Qian, Bai Ziyu's father. He belongs to the Bai family. He has lived in the shade of the Bai family for many years. Although Bai Weining called Bai Ziyan's second brother, in fact, she has little blood relationship with Bai Ziyan, but her father Bai Kang can be a man. After Bai Qian died a few years ago, Bai Ziyu was in charge of the family, and Bai Ziyu didn't eat Bai Kang's style, Bai Kang's relationship with the Bai family gradually faded, but outside, as long as his surname is Bai, everyone will sell Bai Ziyu to save face.

Bai Ziyu and Bai Ziyan don't care about Bai Kang, a flatterer who can only hold his thighs around. They don't have much friendship with Bai Weining.

"So it is." Mrs. Bo smiled: "Ye, you are all peers. Hello, Miss Bai."

Bo Lianye smiled and took Bai Weining's arm. "Grandma, don't worry."

Bai Weining noticed that old lady Bo had a cold attitude towards her, pursed her lips and said with a constant smile: "aunt Bo, uncle Bo, today is your birthday. It's very cold in winter in Jingzhou, especially uncle Bo. You just returned to Jingzhou and are not adapted to the weather in Jingzhou. I knitted a hat and scarf for you myself. It's not worth any money, but it's my heart."

Bai Weining was carrying two exquisite bags. Bo Lianye opened it and took out a white scarf. He exclaimed, "Ning Ning Ning, did you really weave it yourself? Your hands are too clever. It's so beautiful."

Bai Weining smiled shyly: "I hope uncle Bo and aunt Bo don't dislike it."

Bo Yujiang came over and touched another scarf. The women's scarf was decorated with pearls. The details were very exquisite, much better than the selling quality. The White was simple and atmospheric, and the details showed the taste.

Bo Yujiang said with a smile, "you are a clever child. My aunt likes this gift very much."

"Aunt Bo likes it."

"Second brother, don't waste your child's mind." Bo Yujiang looked at Bo YuXun and said.

Bo YuXun nodded coldly: "thank you."

Mrs. Bo smiled a little more. After all, everyone likes a clever girl.

Qin Qiuxi hooked her lips and squinted at Bai Ziyu: "You cheap sister, you have a lot of tricks."

Everyone doesn't come to the door empty handed. The Bo family is not short of money. There are only a few kinds of things back and forth, and there is no pattern to turn. However, the gift given by Bai Weining and the scarf woven by himself are cold proof and warm in winter, which not only reflects the intention, but also leaves an impression in the hearts of old lady Bo and Bo YuXun Bo Yujiang. The little girl is smart.

Bai Ziyu said faintly, "on this occasion today, you have a temper. Old lady Bo was not happy just now."

Qin Qiuxi snorted: "I still want to see her face? I don't know where my sister offended her, blind old woman..."

Bai Ziyu's face suddenly sank. Qin Qiuxi felt a cold in his neck, closed his shawl and shut up.

A group of people moved to the spring hall.

Bo YuXun pushed his wheelchair and walked at the end. The red lanterns under the corridor flickered in the night wind. The mottled shadows hit the man's eyebrows. Bo Yujiang inadvertently looked back. The man's dark eyes were colder and more ruthless than the boundless night behind him. What was more than when he first saw them.

Subconsciously, Bo Yujiang clenched his fist slightly, which was something to be afraid of.

It was like a beast dormant in the dark. When she showed her flaws, she would rush up and eat her.

The cold wind blows from under the eaves, carrying faint plum fragrance. The red candle on the top of the head is swaying, beautiful and ancient, like a grand and prosperous dream.

Bo Yujiang suddenly shivered.

Is it too cold at night, or is she wearing too thin.

The back seems to be pasted with a piece of jade, which is as cold as ice.

The man just looked at it and looked away. Bo Yujiang was calm and was about to speak. Someone in the hospital shouted, "Teacher Liu is coming."

A gentle smile floated on thin jade ginger's lips. Turning around, a man in a straight suit strode over.

Bai Weining exclaimed, "he is aunt Bo's fiance. At first glance, he is a young talent."

Thin lotus leaf hooked his lips: "Mr. Liu is originally the youngest professor in Huaqing University. Only my little uncle can match his style."

Bai Weining said with a smile: "good men are born in your bo family. It's really enviable."

Thin lotus leaf proudly raised her eyebrows: "then you envy it."

Liu Xiangyue strode to the corridor and raised her hands and feet with gentlemanly demeanor: "I'm sorry, aunt, I'm late."

Mrs. Bo smiled and said, "they are all a family. Don't be so polite. I know your school work is busy. Let's go and take a seat first."

Liu Xiangyue looked at Bo YuXun. Her attitude was neither too friendly nor too cold. She was just right: "second brother, I'm Xiangyue, a Jiang's fiance."

Bo YuXun naturally took Liu Xiangyue's arm.

Bo YuXun glanced at Liu Xiangyue, nodded slightly, pushed the old lady's wheelchair and left.

Liu Xiangyue stared at Bo YuXun's back and frowned: "ah Jiang, don't you like me?"

Bo Yujiang tiptoed to straighten his collar. His posture was natural and intimate. When he heard the speech, he smiled and said, "second brother is this kind of temperament, not just for you. It's good to get used to it in the future."

Her voice was a little cool, and her eyes had no temperature at all.