Yan Yanqi didn't speak, and he didn't know what to say.
For an afternoon, Yan Yanqi lay in bed and never went out.
And Bo Qichen didn't come in.
Until the evening "Xiao Qiyi stays in the room all afternoon" Bo Qichen took off his coat and frowned as he listened to the maid's words.
In the afternoon, several of them were busy, and the Yan family came up, and a few of them went to the old mansion to explain the matter of Yan Yanqi.
Pushing the door in, Bo Qichen looked at the dark room, and then turned on the light.
His gaze swept over, and he saw the boy sitting on the bed at a glance.
Motionless, she tilted her head to look out the window, as if this movement had been maintained for a long time.
With a glass of warm milk in her hand, she closed the door and walked over, Bo Qichen sat on the chair next to her, meeting her eyes.
"Aren't you hungry" raised his hand, he placed the milk cup in his hand in her hand, and then rubbed her hair.
Yan Yanqi retracted her gaze, her eyes gradually focused, and finally, she clenched the milk cup, and her somewhat dry lips moved slightly: "So, can the seventh master give me a reasonable explanation for this party now" She waited for an afternoon and thought about it all afternoon.
I always feel that my IQ is being crushed Bo Qichen didn't answer, his dark eyes were deep, and he asked rhetorically: "What do you think of yourself, who do you think you are?"
"I think I'm just talking."
Without hesitation, she spoke firmly.
"If you are a word, you can have something that others can't get in a lifetime, or even a few lifetimes."
She nodded, "Yes."
However, there is no ziyou.
"In the eyes of others, the seven heirs are glamorous, but in fact, they are all canaries in a cage.
This is not what she wants.
Bohemian love ziyou, this is her, will not stop for anyone.
Bo Qichen brushed away the broken hair that blocked her eyes, and her voice was slow: "If you want to get something, then you have to give up something, it's fair."
God will not let you have a ziyou and a status that others can't touch. ” "Since you were a child, you were abandoned, not because of the Yan family's intention, but Yan Tingting's mother couldn't tolerate you.
Your grandfather was still alive at the time, and after knowing that you had lost it, he had a heart attack and died.
Yange also decadent for a while.
He may not be a qualified husband and father, however, he never wanted to do anything to you. ” Yan Yanqi hooked his lips and sneered: "That's because only I can be the successor of the Yan family, and I have no choice, isn't it?"
"Seventh Master, what direct evidence does it have to prove that I am really Yanyan."
She still couldn't figure it out.
Bo Qichen smiled, "DNA."
Moreover, there is one of the most special things about Yanyan, that is, the blood is black. ” Word 7: "" "It's all accidental, you might say.
However, this is the truth, I do things very rigorously, I am not 100% sure, how can I be so sudden" Hearing this, Yan Yanqi was silent With a sigh, Bo Qichen spoke: "If I had the ability back then, I would naturally protect you well and would not let you leave Mansion No. 7."
However, he was only a year older than Yan Yan Qi back then.
His voice was very low, his voice was slow, without that coldness, and he spoke to her calmly.
"For so many years, everyone said that something bad had happened to you, but your uncle and I have always believed that you are still here.
I didn't expect that you are really still there, although life is not very good. ”: