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It happened to catch a glimpse of Ai Xiaoqi holding Bo Xize hand.

The next second, Yang Qianlan couldn't suppress her excitement.

"Oh, you get along well in the few minutes when I entered the kitchen?"

How long has it been since she saw her son holding a woman's hand, and he was smiling and impatient to be held by a woman!

"Mom, why did you find such a stupid woman to be my daughter-in-law?" Bo Xize pulled back his hand and frowned, looking impatient in an instant.

Who is stupid?

Who is stupid?

He is stupid!

Wait, what did the uncle just call Yang Qianlan?

Ai Xiaoqi fixed her eyes on Bo Xize and looked him up and down.

Mom?

Did he just call Yang Qianlan mother?

Bo Xize wiped the smile on the corners of his mouth and said.

"Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Bo Xize, and I'm the president of Bo Group. I'm also your husband.

In an instant, Ai Xiaoqi heart was like 10,000 XX horses running by, shaking her already weak heart.

The first reaction turned out to be, Bo Xize has scammed her!

The second reaction is that the rumors outside really can't be heard.

What round belly, what baldness, what wheelchair, and what do you like about men?

If he likes men, he also likes women!

These times, it was not to pester her, or to gnaw her all over, saying that he liked men, and who was the rumor!

Then, the final reaction turned out to be quite happy.

However, she appropriately concealed this emotion, pulled the corners of her mouth and pretended not to know her, and said.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Bo. My name is Ai Xiaoqi, and I'm your wife."

As soon as the words fell, there was a restlessness at the door, and a group of people entered the house.

There are five people who came, Bo Xize father Bo Daosheng, his aunt Bo Ruyan, his uncle Zhou Kang, and Bo Xize sister Bo Jinxin.

Ai Xiaoqi saw them lower their heads shyly.

Until…

"Ah, isn't this that little girl?"

An old man suddenly stood up among the four of them, about 70 years old.

Ai Xiaoqi raised her head and recognized at a glance that it was the old man who had just been hit by a car.

She looked along the old man left.

The straight one was indeed the grandfather son.

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?

Yang Qianlan asked curiously.

"Dad, have you ever met Xiaoqi?"

"Yes." Bo Ming was excited, regardless of his injured ankle, and came forward to hold Ai Xiaoqi hand.

"I was just hit by a car on the road. It was this girl..."

"It turns out that it was you who hit Grandpa!"

Bo Jinxin immediately rushed out from behind, grabbed Ai Xiaoqi other hand, and said aggressively.

"So you are the murderer, brother, call someone to arrest this woman!"

"Grandpa just had a car accident. It was hit by this woman!"

Ai Xiaoqi was suddenly at a loss, and it felt a little bad to be grabbed by both hands inexplicably.

"What's the matter?" Bo Xize frowned and asked.

"No, Jinxin, I mean, I was just hit by a car. This girl saved me." Bo Ming explained that the eyes of charity were particularly gratifying.

Bo Jinxin immediately let go of his hand and his momentum was half weak.

"Oh, so that's it."

The atmosphere on the dining table was surprisingly quiet.

No one dared to speak.

Only Yang Qianlan and Bo Ming dared to talk, and the others did not even dare to speak.

Therefore, Ai Xiaoqi followed the local customs and didn't dare to say a word.

"Well, I'm happy today. Don't say a word. I really want to ask my granddaughter-in-law about it." Bo Ming first opened his mouth.

He was just on the road and wanted such a granddaughter-in-law.

"Dad, the rules at the dinner table can't be bad." Bo Daosheng put down the bowl and chopsticks, and his eyes fell on Ai Xiaoqi, which made her unconsciously stunned.

"Daosheng, let Dad ask whatever he wants."

Yang Qianlan was in peace.

"Sister-in-law, the rules set at this table can't be broken by one or two people."

Even the wife of Xize who just entered the door can't break the rule of being unspoken.