Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant! by White Moon Lake

Chapter 211: Chapter 211

Hearing Zhao Ying’s words, the person on the other end of the line breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, I understand!"

Zhao Ying was not in a good mood, she just didn’t dare to show it in front of Su Lu. Any mother who saw her daughter nearly experience such a terrible danger would not feel good.

So, Zhao Ying’s attitude while speaking was quite poor, her voice completely cold, "Do you still need me to teach you how to handle this? Should I say you’re too honest, or should I say you lack imagination and initiative?"

The person on the other end became somewhat flustered and hastily apologized. Zhao Ying was not interested in hearing it and interrupted, "Don’t talk about these useless things. By the way, please send for a medical escort, just say I referred them."

After that, Zhao Ying hung up the phone.

The next second, she heard the sound of a lighter clicking in the safety staircase not far away.

Frowning, Zhao Ying walked over and pushed open the fire door of the staircase.

The person smoking in the stairwell was none other than Jiang Li.

bit chaotic, and he felt he couldn’t bear to see the wounds on Ying Xi’s back, so taking advantage of the fact that

naturally ended up in this

cigarette in mouth, looked at her. The

Zhao Ying’s face regained the gentle smile of Aunt Zhao, "Young Master Jiang, why are you

dangled from Jiang Li’s lips as he sat on the steps, looking up at Zhao Ying. After a moment,

intend to waste time and started to bid farewell. But just as she turned to leave, she heard Jiang Li’s hoarse voice from

Master Jiang," Zhao Ying’s face remained smiling, still as gentle

generally don’t believe in coincidences. Most coincidences are nothing

really don’t understand what you’re talking about, Young Master Jiang," Zhao Ying maintained the same gentle smile,

a bad mood, and had no patience to spar with her. Seeing her firmly denying, he directly frowned and said, "Alright, then I’ll just ask

only

smile on Zhao Ying’s

on Bo Jingshen’s face—usually when they negotiated with others in business,

but also absolutely