Bai Jingchen obviously didn't mean to care about him.

During the loss of Lan Chu, apart from letting myself devote myself to work, staying up late and working crazy so that my brain was so busy that there was no way to miss her...

It is immersed in the state of being intoxicated by alcohol.

It seems that only when he is drunk can Bai Jingchen feel better, and in a state of being drunk and confused, can he feel that Lan Chu is still by his side.

"People can't come back from the dead, so drinking is useful?"

Bo Yucheng grabbed his wine bottle again, and took the bottles of wine on the coffee table a little far away.

Bai Jingchen lowered his head, he raised his hand and rubbed his lower lip with the back of his hand, rubbing the wine stain on the corner of his mouth, "You haven't experienced the pain of a dead wife, what do you know?"

Bo Yucheng was choked by his words.

He frowned without a trace, "I never want to understand this pain, but I know that drinking is useless."

"Then what's useful?" Bai Jingchen raised his eyelids.

He put his hands on the sofa, stood up slowly, and chuckled mockingly, "Is it useful to die?"

If you die, you can really meet Lan Chu again...

He would rather die like this, go to **** to make up for the stupid things he had done, to repent and pray.

Such a good girl used to be by her side.

Why did he not know how to cherish, why did he run her off, why did he leave her forever like this...

Bai Jingchen will never forgive herself in this life.

"Sure enough, Lanlan sees more thoroughly." Bo Yucheng squinted his eyes and glanced lightly at him, "If Lan Chu knew you were like this now, she would very much dislike having married you."

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingchen raised his eyes to look at Bo Yucheng.

In those drunken and blurred eyes, a little light gradually appeared, "Do you also know that Chu'er is still alive?"

Bo Yucheng: "..."

He looked at him with a complicated expression, and the man who fell into his own world was really sensitive, and he could catch clues in a few words, no wonder he had such intuition.

"She died of stomach cancer." Bo Yucheng denied.

Bai Jingchen stared at him for a moment, and could not see any lie in his expression before he could withdraw his eyes.

He curled his lower lip coldly and laughed at himself, "Yeah...she died of stomach cancer."

This is what everyone told him.

But Bai Jingchen always had another voice in his heart, and that voice told him that Lan Chu must still be there.

"Don't think about it." Bo Yucheng's voice was low.

He bent over and stretched out his hand to take a glass, picked a wine with a relatively low alcohol content, poured a glass and pushed it over, "Don't even think about throwing the Bai family's mess to me."

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingchen raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, "How do you know, I really wanted to throw this mess to you."

When he just finished the funeral for Lan Chu, he once thought about death...

It was just that the Bai family had too many things to deal with at that time. He was always so busy that he was so busy that he didn't even have time to plan his death, and he has been delayed until now.

He once thought if he really went to Lan Chu.

Just leave the company to Bo Yucheng to take care of him. The Bai family is in his hands, and he might be better than himself.

"I don't care." Bo Yucheng's voice was low and cold.

Now he even wants to take the pick of the Bo chaebol, he just wants to accompany Shi Qinglan with all his heart, accompany her to give birth to the baby safely, and then take the baby with him...

I'm not interested in taking things from others.

"Drink with me." Bai Jingchen cheered up a little.

He bent over and picked up the glass of wine that Bo Yucheng had poured him, shook it slightly, and took a sip with his head up, but he didn't drink it again.

But Bo Yucheng was indifferent to this dazzling array of drinks, "I won't drink, Lan Lan can't smell the wine."

After all, this little fool has such a bad drink...

Not only is the amount of alcohol poor, but also greedy for small drinks from time to time.

If she was allowed to smell the alcohol on her body, she might get drunk after kissing him, and there was a baby in her belly, how could he let his pregnant wife be exposed to alcohol.

"Bo Yucheng, are you or him..."

Bai Jingchen took a deep breath, "Are you here to coax me or to stimulate me? Kick the dog food home by yourself!"

He didn't want to eat the food of the dog and man.

Bo Yucheng raised his eyebrows casually, "If Lan Lan hadn't let me come, I didn't intend to coax you."

"You..." Bai Jingchen recognized the plastic love.

At this moment, Bo Yucheng's cell phone rang, "How's Bai Shao? When will you come back at night? I'm going to bed after taking a shower. Should I leave you a light?"

Bo Yucheng looked down at the text message sent by his wife.

He licked his lips without leaving a trace, and immediately replied to the short channel, "You go to bed first, and I'll be back."

After returning, he put away the phone and stood up.

Bo Yucheng squinted at him, "Is there no idea of ​​committing suicide? Go home without me."

Bai Jingchen squinted at him, "..."

He licked his back teeth with a bit of annoyance, and waved his hand terribly with hatred, "Hurry up and don't let me see you again."

Just outrageous, just irritating... plastic love!

Without hesitation, Bo Yucheng turned and left the bar, and drove directly in the direction of the Shi's chaebol.

...

Shi Qinglan was already asleep, and there was a light in the bedroom.

Bo Yucheng was worried that the suit jacket might get a little bit of alcohol, so he took it off and handed it to the servant. Then he walked into the bedroom lightly and went to the bed to look at his sleeping wife...

Shi Qinglan sleeps peacefully, yet beautiful.

She is still accustomed to lying on her side, shrinking into a ball like a squirrel. The warm light of the orange bedroom can see her pink lips and exquisite facial features...

Bo Yucheng bent down and helped her turn over carefully.

Worried about her pressing the baby in her abdomen when she was asleep, he often helped her correct her sleeping posture, but he did not expect to wake her up.

"Hmm..." Shi Qinglan let out a loud cry.

She unconsciously stretched out her hand to hold Bo Yucheng's big palm, and muttered dreamily, "Acheng, I'm back."

"Yeah." Bo Yucheng responded in a low voice.

He continued to try to help Shi Ting Lan turned over, but the woman leaned in and rubbed his arm.

Shi Qinglan was half-dreaming and half-awake, sniffing slightly...

The delicate willow eyebrows frowned without a trace, and pushed him away with a little disgust, "Well, it smells of alcohol."

"Smell of wine?" Bo Yucheng frowned tightly.

He also deliberately took off his suit jacket, just because he was worried that the scent of alcohol would get on her, but he didn't expect the shirt to be there.

Bo Yucheng immediately smelled the smell on his body. He really didn't smell anything, but since he was disgusted by his wife, he reached out to untie his shirt and threw it aside.

Shi Qinglan raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, because she noticed her husband's return, she raised her eyes and glanced at him...

As a result, he saw that Bo Yucheng's upper body was missing an inch.

She was sober in an instant, "What are you doing! Standing here without clothes to be a gangster! You, you...I've just been pregnant for seven weeks, no way! Can't do that kind of thing!"

Bo Yucheng:?