Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

The night was cold.

The moonlight is very light. It squeezes in through the light transparent glass window, setting off the beautiful face as perfect as a work of art.

Men's pupils are very black, such as black holes in the universe that can devour everything.

He stood quietly in front of the French window, with a slender and tall figure, such as the Populus euphratica forest in the desert.

At the other end of the mobile phone, Yi Xu jumped in horror. Across the mobile phone screen, he could feel his young master's burning anger.

"Young master, things are not going well. The old lady..."

Yi Xu wanted to talk and stopped.

The man's cold face was instantly cold and heavy, and a breath of awe came out from the bottom of his eyes.

Before that, he did not inform the old lady of the withdrawal of capital from the Jiang family, but he knew very well that the old lady would know about it at the first time. He was waiting for the old lady's attitude.

"Since grandma is determined to take care of it, look at grandma how to take care of it!"

I wish I could level a bowl of water!

After a pause, he added meaningfully: "since you can't get back the principal for the time being, take some interest first! I hope uncle Jiang is not old and confused and knows what to do next."

Yi Xu was shocked again. He couldn't understand the relationship between the yuan family and the Bo family. For nearly a hundred years, the two families have been interdependent, but with the passage of time, the yuan family has gradually weakened.

Finally, it becomes attachment.

The Jiang family is attached to the Bo family.

After collecting his mind, Yi Xu replied respectfully, "yes, young master."

After hanging the line, the man coldly lifted his lips, and his dark eyes were like the deep sea surging with the dark tide under the shadow of the night. The spirit of killing was self-evident.

He didn't go back to his room at once.

He's waiting for the old lady to call him.

Before, in order to avoid the old lady, Bo Hanchi deliberately turned off his mobile phone. He was waiting for the old lady's reaction and was also testing. He thought of many results.

However, he did not expect that in the eyes of the old lady, the face of the yuan family was so much more important than his own grandson.

One minute passed, two minutes, five minutes

When Bo Hanchi was impatient, the mobile phone he held in his palm suddenly rang. When he turned his hand, a series of familiar numbers were displayed on the mobile phone screen.

Thin lips gently lifted, a sneer smile slowly rippled open.

The fundus is cold.

"Grandma."

"Ah Chi, you are finally willing to turn it on. Are you happy to see grandma looking for you all over the world?" at the end of the mobile phone, old lady Bo's face is full of haze, just like a sonorous rose.

Her voice was lukewarm, but it vaguely showed a rare strength.

Since Bo Hanchi took control of the Bo family, the old lady has completely faded out of the power center and never asked about anything in the Bo family, but this does not mean that she has no voice in the Bo family.

On the contrary, Mrs. Bo's position in the Bo family can still not be easily shaken.

"Grandma, I've never had such a ridiculous idea..."

Before he finished, the old lady snorted coldly, "you know this idea is absurd! Ah Chi, your wings are hard, and grandma is old. Grandma never asks about many things."

"But grandma has to take care of the affairs of the yuan family this time. Ah Chi, even if your grandfather is still alive, he won't make such a decision."

After a pause, the old lady continued, "and all the uncles and grandparents in the family, do you think they will support you in this suicidal way of hurting the enemy? Ah Chi, you are still too young. The world is not black or white."

Bo Hanchi suddenly smiled, but the smile at the corners of his mouth was so cold that the soles of his feet were cold.

He lowered his eyes, covered the coldness at the bottom of his eyes, and said in a faint tone: "grandma, since you want to take care of this matter, you'd better clarify the causes and consequences of the matter and don't be fooled by people with a heart."

"By the way, grandma, if you can't manage it, you can make a deal with me."

On the other end of the mobile phone, the old lady sneered and was even more sad. "Ah Chi, you have really grown up. Grandma can't control you. You dare to say you want to make a deal with grandma. It's really good!"

"Good job! Your grandpa would be very happy to know that you are so promising now."

Bo Hanchi's face was cold, and the smile from the corners of his mouth became more and more cynical. "Grandma, if Grandpa was still there, he would not question my decision."

"You..."

Old man Bo was so popular that he turned pale, dizzy and blocked his chest.

"Old lady, old lady..."

Hearing the appalling call from the mobile phone, Bo Hanchi gave a click in his heart. Just when he wanted to say something, a quick busy tone came from the mobile phone receiver: "Dudu, Dudu..."

Bo Hanchi didn't dare to delay, so he turned and left the study.

Passing by the bedroom door, he subconsciously stopped, opened the door and went in.

Through the dim wall light, I vaguely saw the girl on the bed sleeping soundly. She was lying on her side, her whole body tightly curled together, like the position in her mother's womb in infancy.

Thin cold pool couldn't help clinging to her body. The warm finger abdomen gently pushed away her soft hair tip, and the lip flap fell on her smooth forehead.

"When I come back, soon."

……

Song family.

After leaving the Donghuang club, song Jingye confirmed the arrival of president Huang's funds with the company's finance, and then went home happily.

Now the biggest capital problem has been solved, and the big stone pressing on Song's dedication has finally broken into garbage. Most importantly, everything of the Song family is his, and has nothing to do with song Li.

When Song Li comes back tomorrow, of course, if she has the face to come back to this house, he will tell her her her life experience. She is a wild species, a wild species that no one wants

"Brother song, Congratulations, you finally got your wish."

Dongmei stood behind the man, his soft little hand gently kneading his shoulder, and song Jingye sighed: "comfortable! There has never been such a comfortable day as now."

"Dongmei, you are really my lucky star!"

Song Jingye grabbed the soft little hand of the woman behind him and couldn't help pinching it gently.

Dongmei gave a light warning, gave him a coquettish look, and lay down in his arms. Her eyes were like silk. Jiao asked, "brother song, when are you going to register with me?"

"Baby, are you in a hurry?"

Song Jingye stretched out his big hand and grabbed the woman's soft Yi in his arms.

Dongmei shouted angrily, reached out her hand to caress her lower abdomen, her red lips tooted slightly, pretending to say carelessly, "I'm not in a hurry, but your son is in a hurry!"

"My son is really worried? Let me listen! Listen!"

With that, song Jingye put his ear close to him with a smile, "son, look at your mother. You are so young now. She knows to use you as an excuse. If..."

Before he finished speaking, the mobile phone on the tea table suddenly rang, which was particularly abrupt in the bright living room.