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

Chapter 1287 Thank You
When it comes to Bo Yanqing, he can already grasp half of Bo Lao.

Just from the way Bo Lao suddenly fell silent and even frowned in thought, Bo Li could probably guess what he was thinking. Even though he was angry and resentful, now he could only pull Bo Yanqing to speak out.

In the unlikely event that Bo Lao feels sympathy, Bo Yichen will be saved.

"Actually, I wanted to say it last time, but I am a grown man, and those words would seem petty. None of us have ever had contact with Nan Jiaojiao. Yan Qing protects her very closely. What kind of character is that girl? I don’t know, maybe she did something to alienate Yan Qing.”

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mr. Bo was in an indescribable panic.

Bo Li struck while the iron was hot: "Haven't you noticed that in the past Yan Qing would listen to you obediently. If you asked him to meet the daughter of any family, he would go and have contact with the person. Even if there was no follow-up, the courtesy he gave to the other party was thoughtful. Since half a year ago, he suddenly refused to see her. If nothing else, how could Yan Qing's wife be like her?"

Bo Li had already checked Nan Jiaojiao, but he didn't take it out because he was afraid of offending Bo Yanqing.

Now I don't care anymore and give all the information I found to Mr. Bo.

But Mr. Bo didn't have much reaction after seeing it.

Come to think of it, how could the old man not check it? Maybe the information he found was more detailed than the one he had.

"I heard that even the Ye family refuses to recognize her. In terms of character..."

"Okay," Mr. Bo interrupted, "What do you want me to do?"

Bo Li was overjoyed and said quickly: "The surveillance camera in the box where Yichen was at that time was broken. No one knew how the poison got in. But Nan Jiaojiao got in, and the police came to investigate. This matter Isn’t it strange?”

Mr. Bo looked at him thoughtfully, and actually smiled as he looked at him, but that smile was only on the surface and he didn't say a word, which made Bo Li even more uneasy.

Just before Mr. Bo quickly let go, the housekeeper hurried in.

"Master, Mr. Song is here."

"Which Mr. Song?" Bo Li opened his mouth and asked.

"Who else could it be? The CEO of the Song family, the shipping tycoon. He owns more than half of the docks in the capital!"

Mr. Bo reprimanded: "It would be better for you to make more connections. You know many and mixed people, and you are unwilling to spend time to win over people with status. With a background like the Song family, you just hear a surname." You should confront the characters immediately!”

Bo Li didn't dare to speak.

He listens to instructions like a grandson.

He followed Mr. Bo out, but Mr. Song came in first with his people. His people handed the gifts to the housekeeper. They looked at each other. Mr. Song immediately came over quickly. Before the man came closer, he had already stretched out his hand in vain. He then held Old Bo's hand and helped him back to the pear chair.

"How can I trouble you to pick me up in person? It's a junior coming to visit you. Just sit down and don't upset me."

Mr. Bo smiled and said, "What kind of wind is blowing today? How did it bring you here?"

He glanced at the piles of gifts and said, "What does this mean? The friendship between our two families, you bring these, but you are humiliating me."

Mr. Song said he didn't dare, "These are thank you gifts."

"Thank you?" Mr. Bo glanced at Bo Li subconsciously.

But the other party did not give him any useful information on the face.

Mr. Song said: "It's like this. Yuan Yuan was not happy with your young master Yi Chen. She was locked in the room for some reason. It was Yan Qing's wife who saved her and found medicine to feed her in time. Otherwise, Yuan Yuan Yuan's body can't bear to come back to see me. I was out of town for the past two days, and I just came back this morning, so I prepared a gift and came to thank you."

(End of this chapter)