Lovely Wife: Forced Marriage from Mr Ye

It's not just Shen Wei who wants to know.

All the young people here want to know.

The cloud inclines to press to endure that some familiar palpitation, looked at the man who suddenly appears, and then looked at the thin late cold that has become a wooden stake, the bottom of the heart had a little guess.

She black eyes, a moment across what, "he is..."

Beiming yexuan seems to be aware of her uneasiness. She takes her slender body into her arms and is about to speak. A sudden roar interrupts him.

It also broke the atmosphere of panic at the scene.

"Inkstone man!"

This scream, as if to turn on a switch, has been sitting on one side, no action of the six district leaders, suddenly all of a sudden, run past.

And this sudden name, also like a thunder, heavily exploded in the minds of all the young generation.

Inkstone man!

In the capital, even the ignorant people have heard of the name.

Bo Yanren!

The last young master of the Bo family!

The first commander of the capital!

At the same time——

Cloud tilts head and looks toward thin late cold.

Bo Chi Han, pale and almost unbelievable, called out the title, "father... Father..."

The clouds cast down their eyelids.

Sure enough!

The terrible shock that only "like" can make her feel

Bo Yanren, the first commander of Beijing 20 years ago.

If we say that 20 years ago, who was the most admired and respected person in the six districts.

There is no doubt that the answer is Bo Yanren!

Even after 20 years, this man's prestige in the Sixth District is not comparable to those in power today!

He didn't die

Cloud tilted his head and looked at the thin inkstone man surrounded by a group of big men. He breathed heavily and closed his eyes.

Bo Yanren is still alive... Her sin can be reduced by one point.

The cloud inclines to press to endure the bottom of the heart indescribable uneasiness, lift to walk to thin late cold side, softly say, "you should go to see him."

When the news of Bo Yanren's death came, Bo chihan was only three years old.

Three years old, has been able to know some things.

He should remember his father.

Bo Chi Han was called back by Yun Qing. He bowed his head and looked at Yun Qing's inexplicable and cramped expression. According to the agitation in his heart, his voice was rarely more excited. "Qing Qing, he's your uncle."

Cloud tilted his head, avoided his sight, whispered, "Uncle most want to see people, should be you."

Bo xiuyao is still alive, Bo Yanren is still alive... Good.

Thin late cold seem to feel what, raised a hand to clap cloud to tilt of shoulder.

He thought that Yun Qing was nervous and comforted in a soft voice. "When my father left, I could remember something a little. He was not a strict man. He didn't have to be afraid."

Cloud tilts head to smile next, "I know, uncle can come back, I am very happy."

Thin late cold saw her smile, then didn't think much, holding cloud inclined hand, toward thin inkstone person's direction, walked past.