Kiss You, Sweetheart

If my relatives did it, my uncle would never tolerate it. This kind of behavior that violates the bottom line of the law will never be allowed by the Qi family, and this kind of scum will not be allowed to exist in the Qi family. "

Qi Xiaocheng was right.

Bo Jiayan listened quietly, his expression was still cold, and his eyes were more unfathomable.

For a while, he raised a cold smile: "I don't want my uncle to give me an explanation. I hope my uncle can understand that the three families share weal and woe and prosper for a hundred years because they have not touched the taboo of the law. If you really take the road of breaking the law and committing crimes, I'm afraid that no matter how big the ship is, it will disappear. I hope you can understand that, uncle. "

"Of course I understand." Qi Xiaocheng nodded and laughed like a schoolboy.

But in the drooping eyes, there was a flash of anger.

Although Bo Jiayan is the eldest of the three families, in any case, he is a younger generation. He does not give his uncle any face. How can Qi Xiaocheng feel comfortable when he scolds him like this?

But the small can't bear is disorderly big plan, at this time Qi Xiaocheng on the surface also only lose smile.

"I hope my uncle is I understand Bo Jiayan slightly heavy, a pause turned, "thank you for your uncle's tea."

Then he went straight to the door.

Qi Xiaocheng looked at his tall and burly back, his heart slightly beat a shiver, this boy can be much more powerful than Bo Kun!

Eyes can't help but slightly squint.

After Bo Jiayan left, the smile on Qi Xiaocheng's face suddenly turned to cold. He picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"Did you find anyone?"

"Not yet, sir."

"A bunch of losers." Qi Xiaocheng gave a low drink and narrowed his eyes. After thinking for a moment, he said, "we must find Wednesday. No matter how much money we spend, we must let him bear this crime."

"Yes, sir."

Qi Xiaocheng hangs up with a grim expression on his face, which is no longer the usual smiling image of an old man.

Bo Jiayan leaves Qi Xiaocheng's study and slowly goes downstairs. Halfway through the walk, he meets Qi shaoxun who is coming upstairs. Bo Jiayan's position was one step higher than Qi shaoxun's, and his eyes were a little bit dazzling.

Qi shaoxun looked up slightly, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth: "why, don't you dance?"

"Not interested." Bo Jiayan said lightly.

Qi shaoxun eyebrows slightly picked, step up a lift, and Bo Jiayan on the same step stairs stand, voice long: "I'm not interested, better go back to the room to sleep."

"Well." Bochayan answered and went up and down the stairs.

At the corner of the second floor, Qi shaoxun pauses slightly and looks at Qi Xiaocheng's study at the end of the corridor. After staring for a moment, he continues to go upstairs quietly.

Bo Jiayan came to the hall, just at the end of the song, song Zhixin released Qi huanni and came to him.

"Where have you been?" He patted Bo Jiayan on the shoulder. "It's not going to take advantage of en en's absence to pick up other girls."

Bo Jiayan was not interested in such a joke. He walked straight out of the gate, with a faint voice: "home."

Bo Jiayan is gone. Song Zhixin is not interested in staying. He leaves with him.

It was cold at night. They went to drive, but boccache was silent.

Song Zhixin couldn't help sighing: "I said that Jiayan, you are so boring. EN en is so easy to take off. Why do you take a fancy to you? Tell me, what are your strengths that attract women? "