The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 1127 Funeral
Yan Chi was in a daze, his hands were faster than his brain.

After the key was given out, Yan Chi was afraid that she would kick the accelerator and leave him behind, so he hurriedly grabbed the car door, not having time to go around to the co-driver, so he opened the back door and got in.

Yanchi voice navigation.

But Nan Jiaojiao didn't follow the navigation route.

"Jiaojiao, are you nervous?"

Nan Jiaojiao steered the steering wheel, "No, let's go somewhere first, I'll get something."

"Row."

The car drove to Ye Jun's apartment downstairs.

He stopped the car before calling Ye Jun.

Then, Nan Jiaojiao got out of the car and waited for Ye Jun.

He was dressed in a suit, as if he was about to go to the company, and handed something to Nan Jiaojiao, but not directly. When Nan Jiaojiao reached out to take it, Ye Jun grabbed it and said a few words to her with a sullen face. .

Yan Chi was sitting in the car, unable to hear what they were saying.

He also wanted to wait for Nan Jiaojiao to take a look after she got in the car, but as soon as she got in the car, she put the thing in her bag.

No matter how quick Yan Chi's eyes were, he couldn't see clearly.

Drive to the airport.

Yan Chi didn't dare to let Nan Jiaojiao fly the plane, he dragged her to sit down, and tried to talk to her along the way, but she refused.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked, "What did Bo Yanqing do?"

Yan Chi regretted it, and he didn't know what to say, so he used "I'll know when I get there" to prevaricate.

Later, Nan Jiaojiao completely ignored him.

Beijing.

A certain hotel under the Bo Corporation.

Bo Yanqing got off the car, walked straight in, got on the elevator, and went to the designated floor.

The wreaths placed at the elevator entrance stretched all the way in, almost invisible. There were two white lanterns hanging outside the hall. From the outside to the inside, the mourning hall was very simple.

However, he was stopped.

Those who stopped him were members of the Bo family, and Bo Yanqing looked at him coldly, "Get out of the way."

"Sorry, you don't have an invitation letter, so I can't let you in."

"Joke." Bo Yanqing's eyes were cold, "I'm here to attend my father's funeral, do I need an invitation letter?"

Several bodyguards looked at each other, pretending not to know each other.

"The master has rules, sir, please understand."

"Brother Bo."

Song Yuan was wearing a long black dress, holding Qiao Airu, who was also wearing black, on his arm. He let out a soft cry from a distance, then let go of his mother's hand, and trotted a few steps.

"I have an invitation letter, let me take you in."

Song Yuan took out the invitation letter from her small black bag.

Bo Yan glanced at it, and said softly, "No need."

"But, you can't get in without this, I'll give you mine, you go in."

Song Yuan wanted to hand over the invitation letter to him, but Bo Yanqing didn't accept it.

Song Yuan was in a hurry, "Third brother, hurry up, it will be too late, the funeral is almost over."

Bo Yanqing didn't speak.

Behind him, Mo Tingshen and Xu Shu took a few steps forward, without saying a word, they directly started.

Xu Shu wasn't as ruthless as Mo Tingshen in fighting. He left some leeway, but each move was aimed at someone's acupoints, but the other party didn't understand what was going on, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment as if all his strength had been taken away inexplicably. on the ground.

The people inside heard the movement, and after a while, more than 20 bodyguards came out and surrounded Bo Yanqing and others.

Song Yuan had never seen such a battle before, she subconsciously wanted to hide, but seeing Bo Yanqing holding a cane, she gritted her teeth and opened her arms to block him.

Qiao Airu's expression changed in anxiety, and she hurried to pull her aside.

"Mom, third brother Bo is in danger, you let me go..."

"Are you going to make trouble!"

(End of this chapter)