Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 919 Can't

   Having said this, the old man paused deliberately, a pair of superb eyes slid across the faces of the two brothers, and his tone was particularly deep.

"Don't forget, why did the Yuan family choose the current Mrs. Yuan! She is the niece of the righteous daughter of Queen Yulia of the Y country. The Bo family is not afraid of things, but it will inevitably hurt both sides. If you offend the Y country's royal family again... You must know that the waterway rights of the sea area in the Y country area were ruled by us a few years ago, but if the royal family wants to intervene in the middle, you have thought about the consequences."

   Bo Jingchuan frowned, he was silent for a long time, squinted his eyes and said:

   "...So my Bo family really wants to look at his Yuan family's face and act?"

"I didn't want you to look at the face of the Yuan family. In short, don't go too far. Let this matter pass. Even if you don't have a relationship with Sichun, but growing up together, it's not a problem to treat her as a sister. Excessive!"

   "Impossible." Bo Jingchuan said in a light voice, the man had already stood up from the sofa, his tall figure was instantly raised, and the expression on his handsome face was even more indifferent without a trace of warmth.

   "Since I don't have feelings for her, then I won't even have brother-sister feelings. I will never allow a woman who is not good for Fanxing to be by my side."

   "You...where did you hear what I just said?! Can't you just pretend?!"

"can not."

   This answer almost made Mr. Bo angry, "What are you going to do, Sichun?"

   "What should I do? After all, this time, based on what you just said, it won't kill her."

   "You...you still want to kill her...you stinky brat! For a woman, I think you are really... stunned!"

  Bo Jingchuan lightly twitched his lips, "Hmm."

Um?

  Alright!

   Mr. Bo angrily clenched the crutches in his hand, I really can't guarantee whether he will get up in the next second.

   However, when Bo Jingchuan left, the crutch did not leave the ground.

   Bo Jingxing laughed in his heart and almost broke out.

   As expected of his own brother, he dared to admit such words, and he was not afraid that the old man would take back his home. -

   When Bo Jingchuan went downstairs, the people in the living room were like a theater, one wave of wives, one wave of young ladies, one wave of immature children, and another wave of young gentlemen.

   When he saw Bo Jingchuan on the stairs coming down, the low-pitched noise in the living room suddenly stopped.

   A child who was still crying stopped crying after burping, and looked at Bo Jingchuan on the stairs with big tearful eyes.

  Bo Jingchuan seemed to have not noticed anything. He narrowed his eyes and walked down the stairs calmly.

   Until he stood still in the living room, dressed in a gray casual suit, a white shirt, no tie, the neckline was slightly spread, and the faintly delicate collarbone revealed a charming arc.

   With a handsome face, a cold temperament, and a noble and leisurely style.

   Everyone was slightly startled.

  Although they are all a family, they have very few opportunities to see Bo Jingchuan.

  I was better when I was a child, but when I got older, I started various trainings and studies, and then I went abroad to study, took over the company little by little, and traveled everywhere,

  Some people seem to see Bo Jingchuan for the first time,

   is undoubtedly an excellent person who makes people feel ashamed instantly.

  Bo Jingchuan stood on the spot, his black eyes slid lightly in his eye sockets, swept over everyone present watching him, his long eyebrows frowned slightly.

"how?"

  It is cold and light, and if you eat it in a low voice, it is extremely lethal.

   Everyone in the living room came to their senses, but they didn't know what to say.

   Lou Ruoyi glanced upstairs, then looked at Bo Jingchuan, "Why did you come down directly from the upstairs?"

   Bo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows, "Go upstairs directly from the side door."

   Lou Ruoyi did not insist, and asked again:

   "How about the stars?"

   "I have a cold, I'm still sleeping now. I won't come to eat at night." Bo Jingchuan said lightly, then paused and continued: "She said she was afraid of infecting everyone."

   Lou Ruoyi sighed, "What do you think about, your body is important."

   "Yes, there will be opportunities in the future."

   Yuan Huixin laughed, but she was secretly proud of herself.

   No matter how good he is, he married a woman who is similar to an orphan. He has no family background or background. If the day comes when the old man is a hundred years old, once he starts to fight for power, it will be enough for him.

   Although she belongs to the Yuan family, Yuan Sichun's position is very obvious now, and she will not be able to get the light of the Yuan family.

   But fortunately, she has an obedient and upbeat son. Not long after she returned from abroad, she walked with the only daughter of the Roche Company, which was much more direct than that of the mere international perfumer.

   Could it be that the old man is a hundred years old, and he will not be able to leave until she is so high?

  Thinking like this, two people came in at the door, and the servant standing at the door greeted them, "Master Ziluo."

  The third uncle's son Bo Ziluo, who had been drinking foreign ink for several years, walked in, with a woman with a pointed chin in his arms and his nostrils going to the sky.

   "Come on." Yuan Huixin's face was straight, and there was no smile on her stern face, obviously she was establishing the majesty of her thin family as a mother-in-law.

  Luo Mei pursed her bright red lips, but still smiled, Bo Zilao introduced her to a few elders, and they all greeted her.

   But in the blink of an eye, seeing Bo Jingchuan standing aside, Luo Mei's eyes suddenly lit up.

   Bo Jingchuan just turned around with a cold look, and went straight to the kitchen to arrange a meal for Shen Fanxing alone.

   Luo Mei was a little disappointed, but she still poked the thin child next to her, and asked without shyness:

   "Hey, Zirai, who is he?"

   Yuan Huixin's face darkened, this little slut, blatantly making a fool of himself here, and didn't take people seriously?

  Bo Zirai's brain is not a wooden one. Hearing Luo Mei's question, his face sank.

   "That's my cousin, Bo Jingchuan."

   "Ah, the future head of the Bo family," Luo Mei's eyes brightened, and her tone was not hard to hear infatuation.

   After that, he felt that his state was not right, and then rubbed against Bo Ziluo's arms, his voice was charming and sweet.

   "I said, Ziluo, why you look so handsome. It turns out that the genes of the Bo family are unified. I'm so happy that the gang will have a handsome husband like you to accompany you in the future."

   And there is such a handsome cousin...

   As long as you marry into the Bo family, are you worried that there will be no chance to hook up?

   Soft and flirtatious, it's simply heart-wrenching.

  Bozi's Adam's apple rolled up and down, so many people, it's not easy to have an attack, so he smiled lightly, pretending to be mature and steady, and didn't speak.

  Bo Jingchuan gave a few orders in the dining room, but when he came out, Yuan Sichun was already in the living room.

   A room full of people laughed and talked to Yuan Sichun as if they didn't know anything.

   Lou Ruoyi was beside him, and the corners of his lips also twitched into a smile, faint, just a movement.

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   (end of this chapter)