Bo Yu stood in front of a white cloth shelf, staring at the white cloth in a daze. He was a little curious about what was covered underneath, but he didn't dare to lift it.

Shen Xingwan walked over and handed him a box of cold medicine, "This is the cold medicine I found. You can take some."

"Thank you, Mr. Shen, I'm fine."

Bo Yu took the medicine and expressed his gratitude.

Shen Xingwan turned his eyes to the painting covered with white cloth, thought of something, and said, "You are here just in time, can you do me a favor?"

"What's the rush?"

"Help me lift my things. I want to hang this painting in the master bedroom."

Shen Xingwan uncovered the white cloth covering the easel, and a huge oil painting portrait came into view.

It’s a portrait of Feng Yehan!

The man on the picture looks handsome, handsome, and has deep and affectionate eyes. This is the legendary business prodigy Feng Yehan, the person Mr. Shen misses the most.

He didn't know why, but when he saw this painting, countless fragments of light and shadow seemed to pop up in Bo Yu's mind. He still couldn't grasp what they were.

"Mr. Shen, you take a rest and I will do the rest! Just take charge of the command."

He is not Feng Yehan!

If he was Feng Yehan, he had been in a car accident and had scars from surgery on his ribs.

After a while, Bo Yu heard a scream and the sound of something falling down.

Shen Xingwan may have been overly worried and mentally unstable. After Bo Yu finished hanging the paintings, he asked her to lie down and rest.

"Do you want to hang it on this blank wall?" Bo Yu asked.

Her body hurts from the fall, her head feels dizzy, and she can't move.

Bo Yu was stunned by her sudden action and froze on the spot.

Do they think his figure is similar to Feng Yehan?

"Mr. Shen, are you okay?"

"Well, I bought some food, including sandwiches, milk, instant noodles and other food. Mr. Shen, would you like some?"

Bo Yu ran out after hearing the sound and followed the sound to the storage room. When he entered the door, he saw Shen Xingwan lying on the ground. The chair also overturned. The tools in the box fell from the shelf and hit her. They were scattered all over the floor. yes.

"It's okay. Are you going to move to the master bedroom?"

When Shen Xingwan looked at the portrait, and then at the man standing next to the portrait, she looked a little dazed.

"Bo Yu, are you back?"

"Mr. Shen, please take a rest for a while. I'll go out and be back soon. I'll bring you some food."

Bo Yu left Bay 19, drove to the nearest convenience store, and bought some simple food and ingredients.

"Mr. Shen!!!"

"Okay, thank you."

When Bo Yu came back, he brought the binding tools and asked Shen Xingwan about the specific hanging position. After finalizing, he started drilling holes.

It would be great if he could really become Feng Yehan.

Shen Xingwan walked out of the room and went to the storage room.

There are no scars on Feng Yehan's surgery site.

Did Shen Xingwan mistake him for Feng Yehan just now?

Bo Yu turned to look at the man in the portrait, his heart filled with envy. He envied that he had a handsome and unruly face, that he had a group of good friends and brothers, and that he had a lover who would remain loyal to him until death.

When he thought deeper, his head began to hurt.

"Mr. Shen, you..."

Bo Yuxian became shy and a little embarrassed. He didn't know what Shen Xingwan was going to do. Did he want to be with him...

Is it because he is wearing Feng Yehan's clothes that he has the same smell?

But now, she smelled the scent of him, a faint scent of vanilla, exactly the same as Feng Yehan's.

Shen Xingwan let go of him, took a few steps back, turned around, and tears fell down his face.

Not only was he not rejected, he even felt that this embrace was warm and comfortable.

Shen Xingwan nodded, and Bo Yu turned around and walked away.

When Bo saw that she couldn't get up, he took her out of the storage room and took her back to the bedroom.

It felt strange to be in a man's arms. She didn't feel any rejection at all. What was going on?

His craftsmanship was quite good, and it didn’t take long to fix the expansion screws in place and hang the painting.

Looking at the back of the man wearing Feng Yehan's clothes, Shen Xingwan couldn't help but feel his eyes heat up and his heart hurt again.

He rushed back to Bay No. 19 as quickly as possible, returned to the room upstairs, and Bo Yu walked in gently.

He also bought a down jacket and jeans from a roadside clothing store.

"I'm sorry...you're not...you're not him...you're not..."

Seeing Bo Yu pressing one side of his head with his hand, Shen Xingwan asked, "Are you okay? Bo Yu?"

Could it be that he is Feng Yehan?

At this moment, Shen Xingwan's mind started to heat up. After thinking of this possibility, he could no longer control his suspicion.

Bo Yu took out the sandwich and milk to her. Shen Xingwan looked at the brands on the packaging bags and found that they were the same brands that Feng Yehan used to buy her.

Why does the more I look at Bo Yu, the more I feel that he looks very similar to Feng Yehan?

Will...

All the buttons of the home clothes fell apart, revealing the man's good figure, but Shen Xingwan was not looking for this, but hurriedly looking for the scars between his ribs.

Bo Yu got off the bench and turned around to ask Shen Xingwan.

Shen Xingwan stood on the chair to pick up the toolbox on the shelf, but she didn't know that the sole of her foot slipped and she stepped on the toolbox. She fell down, bringing the box with her, and even smashed herself.

Bo Yu came forward and moved tools and other items away from her.

She got off the bed and ran towards Bo Yu.

He was ready to help. The painting was very large and it was difficult for one person to move it. Now they worked together and successfully carried the painting into the master bedroom.

Shen Xingwan did not sleep soundly. There were footsteps coming in. After she heard them, she opened her eyes.

Bo Yu buttoned up his clothes and looked at her back with some confusion. He didn't know why she did that just now. She said he was not him. Did she mistakenly think that he was Feng Yehan just now?

Last night, she was drunk and picked up from the sea by him, but she couldn't smell him.

When she came to him, she pulled his shirt aside without saying a word.

"That's right, I'm going to find some tools. Just wait for me."

"Mr. Shen, can you check the location?"

If you think about it carefully, ever since he became Shen Xingwan's driver, Shen Xingwan's friends and family often said that he looked a bit like him.

But she looked and looked from top to bottom, and there were no scars on his body.

While Shen Xingwan was thinking wildly, Bo Yu had already placed her on the bed in the master bedroom and checked her body. She found that she had not been injured due to the fall just now.

"Why do you buy this brand of sandwiches and milk?" Shen Xingwan asked.

“I think it’s delicious, I recommend you try it.”

He opened the packaging bag thoughtfully and handed it to Shen Xingwan. Shen Xingwan sat on the bedside and took it.

Eating the sandwiches and milk that she often ate in the past, Shen Xingwan was filled with emotion, "Feng Yehan used to like to buy me sandwiches and milk from this brand."
Chapter completed!