Rebirth and Warm Marriage: Bo Shao's Pampered Palm

Chapter 287 You are threatening me

Grandma Bo didn't have much expression on her face. She raised her eyes to look at Bo Xichen, and then she turned her eyes to Bo Zhengde's face, "Your father's decision is my decision. You can go back to China every year to visit the grave."

"Mom, I'm your own son. Are you and the old man really going to kill me?"

Grandma Bo's expression suddenly changed, "Your father's arrangement naturally has his reasons."

"I can't accept it, and I don't care about it myself, but Sibei is still so young, and he is also the grandson of the Bo family. Isn't the old man too partial?"

Bo Xichen sneered, and his eyes fell on his face, "Then you can go through the normal legal procedures. Another thing, if you don't want to abide by the decision of the will, it means that the doctor voluntarily waives the inheritance right of the will. I don't care."

In a word, Bo Zhengde's face turned green and pale.

The lawyer hurriedly added: "Mr. Bo's will was reported to the authorities according to the rules and procedures. Apart from our lawyers, the notary office also knows."

Therefore, this will is true and valid.

In the entire meeting room, apart from Bo Zhengde's ugly face, everyone else was indifferent.

On the side of Patriarch Bo's house, there were originally two people, Bo Zhengde and Bo Xichen's father.

Now that Bo Xichen's father is away, there will be no one else to refute the unfairness of this will except Bo Zhengde.

Bo Zhengde's face was still ugly. He stood in his position and stared at Bo Xichen coldly.

Bao Sibei beside him said coldly: "Since it is Grandpa's will, you just obey it, why make it so ugly."

"You are my son, isn't everything I fight for now for you and your sister?"

Bao Sibei sneered, stood up and stood up: "Don't talk about such a high-sounding excuse for my brother and sister, I don't care. If you want to continue to make trouble, then you should be prepared to have nothing."

"Are you, Bo Zhengde, willing to accept yourself with nothing?"

After a few words, Bo Zhengde's expression changed.

He stared at his son in astonishment, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Bo Sibei looked at Bo Xichen who was expressionless: "My dad doesn't accept it, so you can take it back. Anyway, I don't want to go through this muddy water of the Bo family. That's it, let's go first."

Bo Zhengde had no choice but to watch his son not stand with him and oppose him in front of so many people.

The original ugly face became even uglier.

Bo Sibei took the lead in supporting the will, and Bo Zhengde was the only one who opposed it. In the eyes of everyone, it was a certainty.

"Bo Xichen, do you dare to say that you didn't do anything during your father's lifetime?"

Bo Xichen stood up as if he had never heard of it, and put his hands on the table.

Looking at Bo Zhengde indifferently and distantly: "What am I doing? You have the ability to find the evidence before accusing me."

After speaking, he ignored the eyes of others and left the conference room.

That attitude can only be rampant.

After Bo Xichen left, Mrs. Bo and Mother Bo got up and left.

Bo Zhengde was completely ignored by everyone, and angrily swept everything on the table to the ground.

The lawyer and the manor's servants were so frightened that they left extremely fast.

Bo Zhengde looked towards the door viciously, and walked away.

Go back to the room where the big house lives.

Bo Zhengde pushed open the door, saw the person sitting at his desk, his expression changed imperceptibly.

He quickly restrained the expression on his face, walked in, and said in a cold voice, "Who allowed you to come to my place?"

Bo Xichen's legs were on the table, and his attitude was extraordinarily arrogant.

"Here, it should be mine from now on. Did uncle forget what it said in the will?"

Bo Zhengde's expression darkened instantly after being choked.

"Uncle, these years, he has lived a carefree and comfortable life. Have you forgotten who gave you all these things?"

Bo Xichen's voice suddenly became indifferent, which made Bo Zhengde's expression change accordingly.

He stared at Bo Xichen with displeasure: "Don't be too happy."

"Really? But the reality is that I have the capital to be happy." Bo Xichen walked to his side and said every word.

What he said was plain and simple, but there was a shudder in his voice, which was extremely sarcastic.

"Uncle, your ambition is not small. What do you think when you hear the will today?"

How could Bo Zhengde fail to hear his provocation.

She stared at him coldly: "I won't make it easy for you."

"It's as if you made me feel better. I haven't forgotten how my people were wiped out when I went to Yunshan. Don't say it, it has nothing to do with you."

The sudden change of topic made Bo Zhengde's face even more ugly.

"What... are you talking nonsense? You actually want to blame me for your accident."

But Bo Xichen laughed, "Really? Then... maybe I guessed wrong."

Hearing this, Bo Zhengde's face turned blue and white, and he finally understood.

Bo Xichen was trying to trick him on purpose.

"Such a big matter, you actually rely on guesswork?"

Bo Xichen raised his eyebrows, the mockery in his eyes was obvious.

"Yeah, I'm just guessing. I guess you will not let it go. You will continue to find out what the old man did during his lifetime, find loopholes in the will, and find problems."

"If you can't find any loopholes, if you can't find any problems, then create loopholes and make me disqualified as an heir."

Listening to his words, Bo Zhengde's eyes flickered.

I sighed secretly in my heart.

Bo Xichen was indeed more difficult to deal with than he imagined, and these years made him grow to such an extent.

Bo Xichen had a panoramic view of his expression.

"Are you still thinking, I am getting more and more difficult to deal with now? I grew up too fast? Why didn't the cold poison kill me? Isn't it."

A layer of panic appeared in Bo Zhengde's eyes.

He glanced at Bo Xichen in astonishment, and quickly withdrew it.

"Uncle doesn't understand what you're talking about? Xichen, I'm a little tired, you should go back first."

Bo Xichen reached out and patted Bo Zhengde's shoulder, leaned close to him and said slowly, "Uncle, I think you know how grandpa died."

"What method will you use to frame me, I will return it to you a thousand times. You'd better pray that my cold poison has nothing to do with you, and my father's death has nothing to do with you."

"Otherwise, according to my character, I will make your life worse than death."

After speaking, he walked away without looking back.

"Bo Xichen, are you threatening me?"

"Just take it as it is, I won't let you have a chance."

Bo Zhengde smashed everything in the room until the door was closed.

Just after smashing it, the butler came up, "Master, Master Chen said that you will have to pay for everything you damaged. Based on the original price, you have to pay 800 million yuan."

After finishing speaking, he put the compensation list in front of Bo Zhengde, turned and left.

Bo Zhengde left behind with an angry face and a roar of "ah".

Bo Xichen sat on the sofa with his arms around Chi Muwan's waist, and Bo Sibei came over.

(End of this chapter)