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

Chapter 1133 Meian Cemetery
"That is not Master Deng..."

"She's actually Bo's daughter-in-law!"

"It seems that Second Master Bo remarried. I haven't heard that Deng Chan and Bo Yanqing are getting close. The stepmother and stepson must have a bad relationship."

But it seems that there is something wrong.

One is respectful, and the other is gratified.

With Deng Chan guarding and Bo Yanqing personally instructing, the bodyguards no longer cared about Bo Lao and "invited" him away, no matter how much he yelled, they all pretended to be deaf and couldn't hear.

"Open the coffin."

Deng Chan gave an order, and a group of bodyguards pried open the coffin.

However, the coffin was actually empty.

Only one of Twilight's clothes.

"What about people!"

Deng Chan supported the edge of the coffin with both hands. When the coffin lid was pried open, she was completely unafraid of what kind of terrifying scene she was about to see. The longing and pain in her eyes could hardly be restrained, but when she saw clothes At that time, all those emotions receded and became furious.

Suddenly, he slapped the edge of the coffin, and walked in front of the calm old Bo, holding his anger.

"Where's the Twilight Man?!"

Bo Lao raised his head, "You are presumptuous! What kind of attitude are you talking to me!"

"I will treat you with whatever attitude you are. It's not that I don't respect you until now. I haven't respected you since I entered the door when I was young. If you hand me over to me, I will make you look good some, or—”

"Otherwise, what do you want, what do you dare to do to me!"

Bo Lao seemed to have expected Deng Chan's attitude, but he never thought that she would dare to disrespect him in front of the guests.

He even spoke in a condescending manner.

What a look!
Do you want to eat him!
Deng Chan gritted her teeth: "You old bastard, I—"

"Aunt Chan!"

Bo Yanqing clasped Deng Chan's hand, pulled it slightly, and shook his head secretly at her.

Deng Chan looked at him fixedly, trying to calm herself down to the greatest extent.

Whether Mr. Bo is a thing or not is another matter. Behind him is the whole Bo family.

If it really hurts, it will be Deng Chan who will suffer.

"Okay, okay, okay..."

Deng Chan took a few breaths, closed her eyes, and then opened them again. Her eyes were flushed with tears, and she pulled the corners of her mouth reluctantly. She didn't appear to be smiling, but her face softened a lot.

"Dad, Mu Mu, where is it? Is it parked in a mortuary or has it been buried? Please tell me, I am his wife, and I should send him on his last journey, so that he can go without worry."

Old Bo frowned, then relaxed a little, and after thinking about it in his heart, he said, "Buried, three days ago, in Mei'an Cemetery."

Deng Chan staggered a bit, the huge blow was hard for her to accept, or she had endured it from the beginning, until she heard Mu Mu's exact whereabouts, her heart dropped a little, but the uncomfortable force that forced her up was too strong, she momentarily Unacceptable.

Bo Yanqing supported her steadily, and said in a low voice, "Go and have a look."

Deng Chan raised her eyes and glanced at him, then nodded with her thin lips tightly pursed, "Yeah."

"Wait," Elder Bo called to stop them, "you can go, don't bother, Mu'er can't take it anymore, I'm investigating his sudden death, and there are some clues now, but this is not a place where you can openly talk."

Deng Chan and Bo Yanqing turned their heads at the same time.

They understood the meaning of Bo's old saying.

"Understood, after worshiping father, Aunt Chan and I will go back to the old house."

Mr. Bo was finally willing to let him go, "Go."

Bo Yanqing was still more polite to him, knowing how to give a junior gift.

Deng Chan just turned around and left.

(End of this chapter)