Sure enough, he said, "I'm very interested in your son."

"No!" Bo An'an refused without thinking.

Nothing could compare to her son. Even if she didn't have money, even if she couldn't return to the country, she still had to protect her son.

"I just said that I'm interested in him. Why are you so excited?"

"No, no, no!" Bo An'an stubbornly defended his son.

Young Master Teng Jie looked at her with a burning gaze, "Bo An'an, who exactly are you?"

His gaze was somewhat leisurely as he stared at her in a daze. His mind was too strange, and his amber eyes were actually dyed with a layer of haziness, causing her to be unable to distinguish his true emotions at this moment.

Why did he always mind this question …

Could it be that there was something fishy about it?

She glared at him, "I am me. Who can it be?"

"No matter who you are, you are not allowed to go to the Enchantment Club anymore. You should return to my company and continue working. During this period of time, I will count as your salary."

"If you say you want to dismiss me, then you can dismiss me. If you say you want to hire me, then you can hire me. I'm not your man. Why should I be at your mercy!" Bo An'an's self-esteem told her that since she had left, she could not go back anyway.

"So, you think that the Ecstasy Club is more suitable for you than Zuo'an Group."

"…" This bastard's mouth was too poisonous!

"I can be wherever I like. It doesn't seem like much to you, but I just like to be there!"

This woman is so stubborn …

Unable to get what he wanted, Young Master Teng Jie rubbed his hair in a slightly irritated manner and said in a somewhat gloomy tone, "Alright, whatever you want."

'"I was injured and destroyed today because I saved you. I will get someone to give you a detailed bill for compensation for death, medical expenses and maintenance of the car," he said with a hint of unwillingness.

Bo An'an thought he was a reasonable person.

Young Master Teng Jie destroyed the car and hurt herself. It was all because of saving her. Therefore, she had never thought of reneging on the money. She happily agreed, "Alright."

Young Master Teng Jie looked at her with deep eyes, then decisively got out of bed, hanging a plaster cast, and left arrogantly with his back propped up.

Little Slow happened to return from the outside on short legs. He had just arrived at the door of the ward when he met Young Master Teng Jie, who was about to leave. He raised his eyes and looked at the heroic man in front of him. How could his three-dimensional facial features look similar to his? Thinking of the defensive system that he had been unable to take down for so many days, he sighed with emotion. This man was truly powerful.

He frowned and said softly, in a soft, obedient voice, "Mr. Teng, are you leaving?"

Young Master Teng Jie's body paused. He lowered his eyes and carefully looked at the little face in front of him, which was similar to his own.

He really resembled Qian Xin. He had the same outline, the same mouth and nose, and his eyebrows were very similar to Qian Xin's. His black and white eyes were big and bright. For a moment, he really thought that this child was Qian Xin's son and himself.

His expression was excited. He curled his lips, squatted down, and put down his arrogant posture. His eyes flickered with tenderness, "Luoluo."

Little Slow looked at him and blinked his eyes. "Mr. Teng."

"Did you know that your mommy went to a dangerous place to work in order to feed you two?" If Bo An'an diesel did not enter, he could start with this child.

"Is it dangerous to go to the Enchantment Club?" His eyes were innocent.

"Of course, it's a place where men play and indulge themselves. They don't treat women like humans." He said it was as serious as it was serious.

"If you don't treat women like humans, then what are you treating them like?"

"…" This thought is so jumping. In fact, it shouldn't be like this …

"They will treat women like toys, they can beat and scold them, they can play with them." Young Master Teng Jie tried to explain the problem in a way that children could understand.

Little Slow blinked his eyes and his childish voice sounded lovely, "Toys? Then will they carry Mommy to sleep?"

"…" The problem is a little unsuitable for children, brat!

Young Master Teng Jie knew that Little Sloan was thinking badly, but he still nodded and followed his train of thought and said, "Yes!"

"That won't do! Mommy can only sleep with me!" Xiao Siluo clenched his fists and said righteously with a tense face.

"So, Little Luoluo, go and persuade your mommy to quit her job and come to work in her uncle's company, okay?"

"But didn't Uncle expel Mommy?"

"…" This one big and one small, having such a good memory was already enough. Remember to take it to heart so clearly all the time, what a narrow-minded person!

"Uncle is trying to scare your mommy. Uncle managed to hire a secretary. How could he really fire her? Don't worry, Uncle is joking." Young Master Teng cheated the child unscrupulously, treating the child as mentally retarded.

"Well, then, I will persuade my mother." After he finished speaking, he asked expectantly, "Mr. Teng, if Mommy went back to work, would you still let me stay at your house? Your house is so big, like a palace. It's much more comfortable than an inn. Where do I like it?"

"Of course, your uncle's house is always open to you."

"Alright, I'll go and persuade Mommy."

Seeing that Little Slow had finally agreed, Young Master Teng Jie's face was filled with gratification.

Sure enough, it was still a child that was easy to cheat!

"Mr. Teng, I have something I want to ask of you, okay?" Little Slow blinked his big eyes like a pure and beautiful little angel.

"What is it?"

"Mommy's bag was robbed. It's all our possessions. Now, we don't have any money. Uncle, can you lend me some money first?"

"No problem." After saying that, Young Master Teng Jie pointed to the wallet in his pocket and said, "Uncle's hand is injured. Take it yourself."

Little Slow took out his wallet and unzipped it. Under Young Master Teng's beaming gaze, he decisively pulled out a stack of RMB and put it in his pocket. He even generously left two for him. Then, he calmly zipped up his wallet and stuffed his money back into his pocket.

"Thank you, Uncle. I will return the money to you in the future."

"Alright."

"Goodbye, Uncle."

Little Slow waved his small arms and walked into the ward with his short legs.

Young Master Teng Jie smiled and glanced at his shriveled wallet. He turned around and walked out. However, he didn't know that the moment Little Slow closed the door, that ghost-elf-like little ghost's eyes flashed with a bright light. Inside, it was slowly filled with schemes.

Young Master Teng jumped out of the hospital and walked straight to a black Maserati CT parked at the door.

Kill drove and Bill sat in the passenger seat.

Bill looked at Young Master Teng, who was wearing a cast on his arm, and his eyes widened to Boss, "Boss, which bastard dared to hurt you? I must fucking break his leg!"

Young Master Teng leaned against the back seat and said lazily, "Then you have to go to hell to find him."

Bill immediately shut up.

"Haha." Kill couldn't help but chuckle as he watched his old partner collapse.

Young Master Teng Jie lowered his eyes and looked at his right arm in plaster. He then thought of that woman who didn't know what was good for him and suddenly raised his eyes and asked, "What's going on with Siyan recently?"

Kill replied, "Looks like he's looking for someone."

"Find someone? Could it be her?"

Bill hurriedly said, "Boss, Siyan is prepared to come. We have to guard against him. It's better for you to stay away from the mother and son."

Young Master Teng Jie stretched out one leg to rest on the other, leaning gracefully against the seat of the car and said firmly, "I know."

"Boss" Bill wanted to say something else, but Kill stopped him. "Boss naturally has his own way of doing things. We just need to do things."

*

After losing his phone and phone, Bo An'an skipped work the next day.

Putting everything aside, he returned home and hugged Little Sluomei to sleep. Bo An'an sighed bitterly and decided to go to the Ecstasy Club to apologize to Wei Lin tonight.

"Mommy, I ordered pig bone soup to mend your injured knee." Little Luo Luo's smile was exceptionally bright.

Just as Bo An'an came out of the bathroom to wash his face, his long hair tied behind his head, completely exposing the outline of the melon seed's small face. Her slender eyebrows, large black and white eyes, curvaceous nose, and natural nude lipstick covered her rosy lips made her look exceptionally clean and refreshing.

Looking at Little Luo Luo looking at her with a fat little face, she couldn't help but snort, "Little Luo Luo, you really are Mommy's sweet little cotton-padded jacket."

"Of course! There is no more understanding son in the world than me!" Little Luo Luo smiled coldly.

Bo An'an discovered that Little Luo Luo's personality seemed to be much more lively after leaving France and leaving Siyan, who was a serious godson.

Looks like the environment is really important.

Bo An'an happily drank two mouthfuls of pork bone soup and suddenly thought of a very serious question, "Little Luo Luo, where did you get the money for the pork bone soup?"

The dividend she earned on her first day should have been paid to her yesterday, but she didn't have a suitable bank card to collect the money. Therefore, she deliberately suggested to Wei Lin to ask him to tell the finance department about it and give her the cash. She didn't go to work yesterday, so she didn't get the dividend the day before yesterday.

They could be said to be penniless now. Where did Little Luo Luo get her money?

"I borrowed it from someone else."

"Who is that idiot?" To actually lend money to a child, that's not an idiot, what is it?

"Mr. Teng."

"…" Bo An'an heard his teeth grinding. "He definitely doesn't have good intentions."

"Regardless of whether he has good intentions or bad intentions, at least we don't need to starve today." Little Slow stated such an ironclad fact.

"…" Bo An'an's face was filled with shame.

It was true, but at the same time, she felt rather uncomfortable in her heart. She sighed with emotion, "Little Luo Luo, Mommy is not good, I need you to go out and borrow money …"

"We are mother and son. I should take good care of you." Little Slow patted Bo An'an's back and comforted her.

Just as the two of them were talking, a knock came from the door.

Bo An'an turned around and saw a beautiful woman in a beige business suit standing at the door.

She had the impression that this person was Zuo'an Group, the chief secretaries of the two presidents of Mi Shasha.

"Why are you here?" She was surprised.

'"Hello, we meet again," Mi Shasha's long, slender eyeliner eyes curved down slightly.

Reaching out her hand and not hitting the smiling person, even if Bo An'an hated Young Master Teng Jie, she would not vent her anger on Mi Shasha. She smiled and said, "Hello, this kind of meeting method is a bit strange, hehe …"

She was really curious, how did Mi Shasha find her and Little Snowlotus in Nuoda Peking City?

When she was puzzled, she did not see the faint smile in Little Slow's eyes.

"Miss Bo, President Teng asked me to pass these receipts to you." As she spoke, she took out three tickets from her handbag and handed them to Bo An'an.

As she moved, the tranquil smell of high-end perfume spread out from her body.

Bo An'an took the three tickets in his hand and glanced at them.

Five million in compensation, three million in repairs, and five hundred eight hundred in medical expenses, totaling eight million five hundred eight hundred.

8,005,0800 yuan

To her, this was really an astronomical number …