After the variety show became popular, the dead husband cheated

Chapter 190 The Specimens Are So Pretty
"Why did brother marry you?"

Shen Qiqi looked at Bo Chi like an idiot, "I'll ask you when I meet your elder brother when I die someday."

Until everyone was going to burn paper for Bo Yu, the butler Mao ordered the kitchen to prepare lunch in advance. Since Shen Qiqi set up the so-called house rules of the Bo family, now the servants of the entire Bo family automatically follow Shen Qiqi's order to obey the leader. Zhan, no matter the newly planted flowers in the garden or the three meals a day, they are all arranged according to Shen Qiqi's taste.

Lunch is a traditional home-cooked dish, Shen Qiqi likes to eat these most, and one person can enjoy two bowls of rice.

"Sister-in-law, Yiming said that he wants to find some time to visit my family, when do you have time?"

After eating the last bite of food, Shen Qiqi looked up at Bo Xuan, "Who is Yiming?"

"..."

Bo Xuan introduced again solemnly, "My boyfriend, Lu Yiming, is the president of our school's basketball club."

"Oh, I remember, you fought Qin Xue because of him."

Inexplicably, this conversation sounds familiar.

"You can fall in love, you can hold hands and kiss, and you are not allowed to do anything else, otherwise, believe it or not, I will break your leg?"

Bo Xuan nodded immediately, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I have a sense of proportion."

If you have a sense of proportion, you will fight with other people for a man, or at school?

Glancing coldly at Bo Xuan, Shen Qiqi stood up, "Butler Mao, do you have the key to Bo Yu's room?"

"Eldest Young Madam, Eldest Young Master's room is not locked, you can go in at any time."

After all, it was Bo Yu's room, and no one dared to break into it unless he agreed.

"Does the eldest young mistress need to find something?"

"Oh, boring, just take a look, what, do you have an opinion?"

Butler Mao immediately raised a professional smile, "Don't dare, the eldest young master doesn't like being touched by others, so the eldest young mistress just remember to return the things to their original places."

"Where do people belong when they are dead? If I take them all out and throw them away, can he crawl out of the ground and beat me up?"

Steward Mao repeatedly echoed, "Young Mistress is right, if you need anything, please tell me."

The other three looked at Steward Mao with contempt on their faces, Steward Mao, you are so cowardly!

Shen Qiqi went to Bo Yu's room on a whim when she was burning paper for Bo Yu just now, wouldn't it be better if there were any suicide notes or the like.

The most fearful thing for rich people is that they will die suddenly and their property will not be distributed in time. Many people will choose to draw up their suicide notes early.

It is said that Bo Yu is smart, so he must have thought of this little thing.

It's funny to say that Bo Yu's room is just opposite her door, but she has been married to Bo's house for so long, but she has never entered it once.

Sure enough, the door is not locked, and it can be easily pushed open. The room is large, mainly gray and white, typical of men's style.

After strolling around, Shen Qiqi's eyes were immediately attracted by a specimen rose on the bedside table.

The roses were already close to withering, and they looked so pretty after being made into specimens.

Shen Qiqi took a second look, and then began to rummage through the boxes.

Except for some old documents of the company, which are the manuals of all kinds of furniture in the house, even Boyu's personal small objects are very few.

"He'll be 29 after his new year. Has he lived a monk's life for the past few decades? Even Shen Zhisu's room can find a few comic books."

Shen Qiqi couldn't help muttering, and glanced at the highly designed locker by the window.

The first drawer there was locked, still with a combination lock.

(End of this chapter)