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

Chapter 1205 Centrifugal
"What do you mean, grandpa?"

Bo Lao thought for a while, "How about this, you don't have to watch all night, burn incense for your father, burn the paper, and you come to my place, the room is ready for you, tonight Stay at home."

"I still have a few friends coming, where will grandpa arrange for them to live?"

Bo Yanqing smiled, his smile made old Bo look better, thinking that Bo Yanqing had listened to the persuasion, "You also live in my place, next to your room."

Bo Yanqing asked calmly, "Then if I don't guard my father, who will guard?"

"Let the housekeeper order a few servants at will, and just watch for you overnight. It's rare for you to come back, and accompany me to meet some friends at night. I'll book the restaurant you liked when you were young."

Bo Yanqing's face completely sank, there was no smile at all, there was already a murderous intent in his eyes.

This is the first seven days of his own son!

He can put his mind to it.

Bo Yan smiled coldly, "Grandpa, please tell your friends that I can't be there. I will guard my father's first son. He doesn't even have a place to live in this house. I'm a son. , it’s not so frenzied that he has nowhere to go even if he dies.”

Bo Lao paused, the relaxation just now was suppressed by Bo Yanqing's few words.

Who should I order?
"My friends will come over later, grandpa, please don't stop us, and don't worry about our food and accommodation. My place is spacious and can accommodate people. Besides, my father was not sociable when he was alive, and he also liked to be clean. The people in the family There is no need to come here."

Old Bo's eyelids twitched violently.

"Grandpa doesn't have to wait for me. I value my filial piety, so it's inconvenient to bother you."

After saying that, Bo Yanqing called out to Han Che, who sat back in the driver's seat.

When the car started, Bo Yanqing raised the windows, not afraid of the menacing expression on the old man's face, the corners of his lips were slightly curled up, and there was always a distant smile on his face, and he nodded to the old man.

The car window went up, and his face turned cold for a moment.

Old Bo was very angry, "What does he mean? I won't be sad if my son died? Is it wrong for me to make contacts for him? He hasn't come back all year round, and the relationship in the capital has faded. I will personally Even if he dares to refuse to take him, is his father's death more important than Bo's?!"

Aunt Wen bent down, patted his heart to comfort him, "Don't be angry, Yan Qing didn't mean that, he respects you."

"he?"

Old Bo glared coldly at the car, "I can't see it. He was very sick when he was young. Everyone said he wouldn't live for a few years. I rescued him and trained him to be Bo's successor. Now he repays me like this, you say—”

Old Bo's words paused for a moment, and hesitantly and firmly asked: "Is this child separated from me a long time ago?"

Aunt Wen dared not answer this question.

Bo Yanqing was not born to her son, the one in Rongcheng is still alive. Moreover, she has been by Lao Bo's side all these years, and she can see clearly that it's not that there are talents in the Bo family that can be cultivated, but the old Bo is devoted to Bo Yanqing. He has been appointed as the successor long ago, and he still has the ancient thinking in his bones.

What bloodline, what grandson.

Bo Yanqing was so outstanding that she surpassed all others.

Aunt Wen didn't speak, she still patted Lao Bo's heart repeatedly.

"Forget it, I will allow him to be reckless for a day. Those friends he mentioned, you should pay more attention to the background of the people who come."

(End of this chapter)