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

"Speak to me again."

"Don't worry, the young lady..."

"Shut up, that little girl must be so scared, and with the unreliable Chu Yao leading her to make trouble, she even went to the police station. Did she really think that she could drink her milk tea peacefully without anyone protecting her?"

Han Chuan rolled his eyelids, carefully glanced at the back of Bo Yanqing's head, and murmured: "At the moment, it seems that the young lady is the more mischievous one."

Bo Yanqing was immediately displeased, "You are gossiping behind your young mistress's back?"

Han Chuan was so scared that he stood at attention. "I didn't! I swear! Master, you can't do this. You can't go to the young lady and complain about me. I will still take care of the young lady's children in the future. Don't ruin my image in advance."

Are you kidding? With such a big thigh, he has made up his mind to hold on to it tightly and never let go for the rest of his life, so how could he possibly gossip about it for others?

Even if he is the master, it won’t work.

Bo Yanqing snorted coldly, "What about those things on the Internet? You didn't take any action?"

"We have withdrawn most of them, but not all of them. I think Madam wants to rebound from the bottom. But don't worry, we have prepared several public relations plans to deal with various emergencies at any time. President Mo has also been monitoring the Internet..."

"Mo Tingshen is ahead of me?" Bo Yanqing is particularly good at listening to the key points.

Hanchuan gritted his teeth and said, "Ah..."

Bo Yanqing quickened his pace. Han Chuan asked a few questions and found out that he was going to look for Nan Jiaojiao. Han Chuan stopped and said, "I advise you not to."

"Hmm?" Bo Yanqing raised his eyebrows.

Han Chuan said truthfully: "Young Madam is having a great time now. If you disturb her now, I'm afraid she will get angry and beat you up."

Is this happening?
Bo Yanqing thought about it for a moment and realized that it was indeed possible.

Then he got into the elevator.

"Then I have to go over and guard it, too."

Hanchuan hurried to catch up. Since he had the stubborn Third Master in front of him, he looked for opportunities to show off in front of the Young Madam and felt very happy.

After getting in the car, Bo Yanqing called Mo Tingshen and skipped the small talk, saying, "Transfer your PR plan to me. I'll take over. Don't worry about what happens next."

Mo Tingshen choked with laughter, "Old Third, you are such a bitch, why are you trying to take the credit now?" "No, I won't give it to you. I finally showed off my skills and Xiaoyao praised me. I can't give you the credit."

Bo Yanqing frowned, "I'll give you the land in the west of the city. I'll just take a share."

"I'll give you two." Mo Tingshen was unwilling to be left behind.

Bo Yanqing despised him and said, "This is my Jiaojiao's business. What good will it do you if you keep such a close eye on it?"

"Of course I didn't. I got some extra points for my waist."

"Don't you love money?"

"Yes, I am, but love is more important. A gentleman loves money but gets it in a proper way. In front of Xiao Yao, money is nothing but clouds."

Bo Yanqing was disgusted by him, "Mo, I look down on you."

"Each each other."

Bo Yanqing hung up the phone.

I have never seen such a shameless person!
Police station.

Song Yuan finally arrived.

She was carried down from the nanny car and pushed over by Sister Lai in a wheelchair.

She curled her lips slightly, smiling softly, and walked in front of the two people, "Sister Chu Yao, Jiaojiao."

Chu Yao was full and leaned back with his eyes closed to rest. He half opened his eyelids and glanced at her, "Here it comes."

Song Yuan nodded, and looked at Jiaojiao who was playing games on the side, "Jiaojiao, I'm here."

Nan Jiaojiao lifted you up, “Hello.”

"What should we do next?" Song Yuan asked. (End of this chapter)