Shen Tang laughed out loud, "What's wrong with this? Isn't the question I asked you objective? Could it be that, Tiandao, you can still change the course of the story?"
Tiandao looked at Shen Tang with some embarrassment, "Actually, it's not impossible, but generally I wouldn't do this. This is the most suitable speed, and it's not good to go too fast."
Shen Tang couldn't laugh or cry immediately when she heard these words.
"I said, God, you don't really think that I have such thoughts. Stop thinking about it, I don't have such thoughts."
Tiandao looked a little confused, "That's not what you think."
"Yeah, that's not what I think. I just said it casually. I'm not saying God, you really remember my jokes too deeply sometimes, and you don't even listen to what I really say."
Shen Tang was helpless when he talked about it, because the way of heaven has always been like this.
It makes her really helpless sometimes.
Tiandao looked at Shen Tang seriously, "Actually, there are some things that I have to believe in those jokes you said. It's my responsibility, so I will take the jokes seriously."
The smile on Shen Tang's face faded a lot, "Well, I understand you. It's good of you to be like this. I just won't make those jokes in the future."
Tiandao also saw that Shen Tang was not in a high mood, but he didn't know what to say.
"But you don't have to care so much. I don't have to."
Shen Tang smiled, "You don't have to say this just to make me feel better. Now that you've said it, I'll pay attention. Don't worry. It'll be okay."
Shen Tang's voice was soft and gentle.
Tiandao looked at her, "Shen Tang..."
"Well, what's wrong?"
"fine."
"If everything's okay, can I take a rest? I'm so sleepy, Tiandao. Let's talk about it later if there's anything else."
"good."
Tiandao nodded.
"Then I'll go to sleep, good night."
After Chen Tang finished speaking, she nestled into the quilt.
Tiandao stood there and watched for a long time, and finally chose to leave.
Shen Tang remained motionless, her mood was not considered happy.
What Tiandao said made her feel incredibly complicated. Although she understood it, there were always other emotions.
But Shen Tang didn't want to say anything and wasn't too upset. She just felt it was normal.
She just wants to sleep and live her little life now.
It was useless to think about other things too much, so she stopped thinking about them.
It's really boring. Boss Bo, I miss you.
Shen Tang thought like this and closed her eyes.
"A sneeze."
Sitting in the car, Bo Ye sneezed without warning.
Ye Che looked over and said, "Shenyang Tang misses you, right? Do you think she is missing you in her dream or is she awake?"
Bo Ye glanced at Ye Che, thinking of the unconfirmed sight when he left.
"Maybe he's awake."
"Do you want to ask?"
"Already asked."
But unfortunately, Shen Tang didn't hear it.
She was not asleep, but she accidentally silenced her phone.
Bo Ye frowned when he saw no reply.
Am I feeling wrong? Is she asleep? Just go to sleep. I didn’t get a good rest during this time either.
"I didn't reply to you. It doesn't look like I'm awake."
Ye Che looked at Bo Ye and said with a smile.
"But I said you don't need to be like this. Shen Tang just ignored you. He was sleeping. Look at your unhappy expression written all over your face."
Bo Ye glanced at him, "If you don't want me to talk to Uncle Ye about Miss Menglin today, you can continue."
…
Ye Che was speechless and glared at Bo Ye.
"Why are you so anxious when you talk? It's so boring."
Bo Ye glanced at him and said nothing.
"What are you going to say when you see my dad? That old man has remembered what happened today. And he even questioned Shen Tang clearly about why his head was injured."
Ye Che sat in front and spoke slowly.
After Ye Che finished speaking, he didn't hear any sound for a long time. When he looked back, he found that Bo Ye had already closed his eyes.
Looking at Bo Ye, Ye Che was so angry that he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and threw it directly.
Bo Ye held the cigarette in his hand without opening his eyes, "I remember I told you not to smoke."
Ye Che snorted, "I bought this last time and put it on my body. Do you think I like smoking? You are overthinking it, you."
"I didn't say you like smoking, but recent events have been enough to worry you."
Bo Ye's meaning is obvious, you really don't like smoking. But you do smoke when you are upset. Who knows if you will start to worry again because of this incident.
Ye Che was speechless, "I told you Bo Ye that you really don't know how to speak well. You were pretending to be asleep just now, and you didn't pay any attention to me when I talked to you."
"It's not that I'm ignoring you, it's just that it's unnecessary."
"What's not necessary?"
Bo Ye opened his eyes and said, "There is no need to tell you clearly."
Ye Che was startled by Bo Ye's eyes and was speechless for a moment.
"Lao Fang found a place to park in front and threw away his cigarette."
"Okay, boss."
Ye Che looked at Bo Ye and didn't know what to say, "Bo Ye, can anyone really think that you, the living king of hell, who does all kinds of evil in their eyes, are actually a legal and good citizen?"
Bo Ye's eyes were cold, "Do they think it's important? Do you care?"
Ye Che smiled, "Do I care? If I cared, I wouldn't have made my reputation so bad and gotten so close to you."
Bo Ye glanced at him sideways, opened the car door and walked out without saying anything.
The night wind was very cold, ruffling Bo Ye's clothes.
"Help!"
A not too weak voice came, and Bo Ye kept walking forward without stopping too much.
The wind was still biting, and the few leaves on the trees were blown off, making a rustling sound.
Bo Ye walked to the trash can, stretched out his hand and the cigarette box fell down, hitting the iron box with a sound.
"Bo Ye, have you thrown something away for so long? Are you still not coming back?"
Ye Che opened the car door and stood outside shouting to Bo Ye.
Bo Ye was not too far away but not too close either. Ye Che could still hear Ye Che shouting like this.
It was particularly obvious in the silent night. Bo Ye glanced over there without saying anything and started to walk back.
"Help! Help!"
The sound became clearer and closer, and Bo Ye kept walking forward without stopping.
But he didn't speed up, he just walked forward along the normal route.
After seeing this, Ye Che shouted to Bo Ye, "You are walking so slowly, do you think this is a runway? You..."
After saying that, Ye Che felt something was wrong.
Bo Ye looked like he was waiting for someone.
"Lao Fang, please open the car door. We will leave immediately when Bo Ye comes back."
"I understand, Mr. Ye."
As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed out from the alley next door.
"Help! Help!"
The sound was loud and Ye Che heard it clearly.
Are you asking for help at this time?
Just when Ye Che was confused, the figure pounced on Bo Ye.
Bo Ye gave in?
"Sir, save me."
The woman looked at Bo Ye, her eyes filled with tears.
Bo Ye did not let her touch him, but there was still a distance between them.
Hearing the woman's words, Bo Ye looked at her.
"Why should I save you?"
The person opposite didn't seem to expect that Bo Ye would say this and was stunned for a moment.
"Sir, I...I'm going to be killed. Please, save me."
There were more and more tears in the woman's eyes, but Bo Ye didn't react at all.
"If you say that, do I have to save you?"
"Sir, are you going to die without saving me?"
The woman's eyes were full of surprise and she looked very pitiful.
Bo Ye smiled, "Don't you want to kill me?"
The woman was stunned and a little embarrassed.
"Sir, what do you mean?"
Bo Ye smiled, "What do you mean? Isn't that knife in your arm the answer?"
The woman's whole body was trembling, but the next moment a cold light flashed in Bo Ye's eyes.
"go to hell!"
Bo Ye let out a sigh of annoyance and grabbed the woman's wrist with almost no effort.
"It's really childish."
Bo Ye said something disgusting, took the knife from the woman's hand and threw it aside.
"you!"
The woman didn't say much. She took out a dagger from nowhere and pointed at Bo Ye.
Bo Ye couldn't hide the annoyance in his eyes and kicked him away.
"You have failed. I won't send you to the police station tonight if I have something to do."
After Bo Ye finished speaking, he was about to leave.
"Ha," the woman said coldly, "Do you think you can leave today? Mr. Bo, don't you think you are too confident?"
Bo Ye didn't answer, just walked forward.
The woman seemed to be irritated and rushed over angrily.
"Bo Ye, you will definitely die here today."
Bo Ye was so indifferent to these things that he didn't notice them at all.
Still walking forward.
The woman was so angry because of Bo Ye's attitude that she faced him with bare hands.
Bo Ye was really annoyed, so he turned around and knocked the person unconscious with a knife.
He called the police without a second glance, turned around and left.
"Bo Ye, you were targeted just after you came out."
When Bo Ye came back, Ye Che said helplessly.
Bo Ye didn't say anything, just glanced at Lao Fang.
"Leave a few people to watch and avoid danger."
"Got it, boss."
Ye Che clicked his tongue a few times, "Why are you so persistent? Who doesn't know your strength?"
Bo Ye sat in the car and glanced at Ye Che, "Are you still going to see Uncle Ye?"
"Go! Go! Go!"
Ye Che said and quickly retreated, "I said Bo Ye can't do this tonight. I think it's all you who is crushing him."
As the car drove on the road, Ye Che complained in Bo Ye's ear.
"She is anxious, and her ability is not bad."
Such conversations happened too many times between Bo Ye and Ye Che.
So much that everyone has become numb.
"Okay, what you said means that your ability is pretty good. But you were targeted as soon as you came out. It seems that these people have been prepared for it."
Ye Che's voice became cold and his eyes were filled with coldness.
Bo Ye nodded, "Yes. But we can't find out who did it now."
"You didn't ask anything this time, is it because you want to see my dad?"
Bo Ye shook his head, "No. There are too many people, so I don't want to ask."
This was indeed Bo Ye's thought, and he was really numb. I didn't want to ask these things at all, and this person still used the method of calling for help.
"Well, I thought it had something to do with my dad."
