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

Chapter 1131
"I don't want a white-haired person to send a black-haired person, I just want to get through today, who knows what will happen like this, I can't give you peace even if you leave, blame me, blame me... I am a father who is negligent !"

"I didn't keep your last step..."

Bo Lao turned around and stared at Bo Yanqing with condensed eyes for about half a minute.

The bodyguard brought him a chair over.

Bo Lao sat down, stood in front of him with a cane, put his hands on it, and snorted coldly:

"I'm sitting here today, whoever dares to touch my son will step over my dead body first!"

Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows slightly.

The corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, which seemed to be the curvature of a smile, but a pair of black eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice.

Xu Shu happened to see it. He only saw that kind of look when Bo Yanqing killed a wolf for the first time when he was a child.

Is angry.

The guests were too embarrassed to open their mouths to discuss.

Mr. Bo is so old, what he said just now is very touching. In two years, Mr. Bo will be 70 years old. A big family like the Bo family has a lot of children and grandchildren, but Mr. Bo has stayed in the capital all his life. Few of his biological relatives were close to him, and his grandchildren even left home since they were young. The good family was scattered here and there.

On the contrary, they are not as close as those relatives in the side branches.

It's no wonder that Bo Li, who originally had the least inheritance rights, has become more and more powerful in recent years.

No matter how important blood relationship is, it is still more caring to stay with a caring person by your side.

Originally thought that Bo Yanqing would have to give some face to Bo Yanqing with him staying there when Mr. Bo came. Even if he really insisted on the autopsy, the family should deal with it behind closed doors.

In front of everyone, he would still give Mr. Bo a step down.

But Bo Yanqing had no intention of retreating at all.

He just stood upright in front of Bo Lao, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up, his expression as cold as ever, "Grandpa, please step aside."

Bo Lao was stunned for a moment, then raised his head in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"I said, please get out of the way, understand?"

"Do you know what you're talking about, and what occasion this is!"

"I know, I'll say it again, get out of the way."

Old Bo's face swelled, and he hummed, "I'm just sitting here today, I see you dare to move!"

"Heh." Bo Yanqing let out a short sneer.

"Since grandpa won't let me, I'll have to invite you."

With a gesture from him, several bodyguards stepped forward, and Bo Lao's people immediately moved, but in terms of skill, they were not the opponents of these people brought by Bo Yanqing, and they were subdued in two or three strokes.

Mr. Bo was carried to the side with his chair.

As soon as the chair foot hit the ground, Bo Lao stood up from the chair.

"Bo Yanqing! What on earth are you going to do? Do you still have elders in your eyes? Is there any superiority? This is where you can make trouble! Do you really think your father can't feel at ease? He's dead, You still refuse to leave him a whole body, you are too presumptuous!"

Bo Lao's old face was swollen and red, his crutches were stuck on the ground in a disorderly manner, his voice became louder and angrier, he seemed to be unable to breathe, and had to bend his waist, so that the last few words were broken.

Fearing that something might happen to him, Bo Li stayed by his side to protect him, and when he wanted to say something, he took a look at Bo Yanqing and swallowed it back.

Aunt Wen patted the old man on the back skillfully, and persuaded softly: "Don't get angry, Yan Qing is still a child, he doesn't understand these taboos, as long as you tell him well, he will understand."

"He's thirty!"

(End of this chapter)