The next day, Bo garden living room.
Yang Qianlan sat on the sofa with a glass of lemon juice in her hand. She has the habit of drinking a glass of lemon juice every day.
"Aze, do you know that Xiaoqi grandmother is sick?" Yang Qianlan asked.
"I know."
Bo Xize sat on the sofa, his slender legs superimposed, looking down at the book of investment finance, and his breath was lazy.
"In fact, my mother went to investigate. AiXiaoqi, the child's background was pitiful. At the age of 8, her biological mother died, and then it didn't take long before Ai Shan brought his new wife home and also brought Ai Qianqian..."
"Mom, do you know that the bride has been changed?"
His memory has always been amazing.
Even if he didn't care about this marriage, when Yang Qianlan mentioned it to him, he remembered that his mother seemed to like Ai Qianqian at the beginning.
"I know, but it's good to change it. I think I like Xiaoqi more."
Bo Xize temple jumped down and couldn't help saying.
"Mom, can you not be so casual about my marriage?"
This mistake is changed to Ai Xiaoqi.
In case of change to a cat or dog, will he also accept it unconditionally?
"Do you think you can still marry a girl?"
Yang Qianlan suddenly put the lemon juice on the coffee table and changed her gentle look.
"Do you know that you are notorious in Yanzhou City!"
What else do you have besides a little money?
"When your father comes back from the army, he will be happy to know that you have married Ai's daughter."
Bo Xize sighed, closed the book, and said indifferently.
"Dad is obviously happy because you are happy."
His father is a soldier. He is still in the army at this age and doesn't even attend his wedding.
But his mother was quite superstitious, because the fortune teller said that Ai could flourish, so his mother forced him to marry Ai's daughter.
Thinking of Ai Xiaoqi, the corners of Bo Xize mouth unconsciously smiled. This girl still tasted good.
He took out his mobile phone in his pocket and skillfully dialed Lu Qifeng's phone number.
"Prepare the car and go to the central hospital."
Ai Xiaoqi gave her grandmother hot water.
The special ward was indeed much more comfortable than the ordinary ward.
Even the nurse's attitude was much better.
From time to time, she came to greet her and inquire about the situation of the uncle yesterday.
Sure enough, rich and handsome men are always coveted by women.
But she really doesn't know anything.
As soon as she finished wiping grandmother body, she received a text message on her mobile phone, which was a strange number.
-Little Xiaoqi, I'm at the gate of the Central Hospital. Come down and meet me.
Ai Xiaoqi looked at the mobile phone number repeatedly. It was indeed a strange number, but the nickname "Little Xiaoqi" would not have been known if it was not for acquaintances.