Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 392 Bastard
The old house of the Bo family.

Early in the morning, Bo Lao San was waiting at the door of Old Madam Bo's bedroom.

Butler Liu looked at the other party's impatient look and said, "Third Master, the old lady's sleep quality has not been good recently. She can only take a nap in the early morning. If I go to inform her now, won't I disturb her sleep?"

"Hey," Bo Lao San paced back and forth at the door, "Isn't this urgent?"

Butler Liu knew the personalities of the three brothers of the Bo family to some extent. If the third brother had not encountered difficulties, he would not be here. At that moment, Butler Liu could not help but say, "Third Master, can I ask you something?"

Butler Liu follows Madam Bo. Even if Third Brother Bo is unwilling to tell him, he will certainly not refuse for Madam Bo's sake.

"About my rebellious son." Bo Lao San spoke angrily.

When Butler Liu heard that it was about Bo Cheng, he didn't find it strange at all, because everyone could see that Bo Cheng was capable of getting into trouble.

"Third Master, please be patient. The old lady should wake up in a while." Butler Liu advised kindly.

After hearing what the other party said, a hint of hostility flashed across Bo Lao San's eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

Butler Liu is such a perceptive person, how could he not notice it?

In the quaint corridor, two people stood in front of the door.

Compared with the calmness of Butler Liu, Bo Lao San seems a little impetuous.

Time passes minute by minute.

Bo Laosan raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. When he thought about what he was going to say next, his mood suddenly sank to the bottom.

What a rebellious son, he always causes trouble for him all day long! Bo Lao San stood at the door, secretly cursing his bastard son in his heart.

The Chinese-style house structure of the Bo family combines the essence of traditional culture with nature, giving people a quiet feeling.

The pavilions, towers, winding corridors are all carefully designed and complement the flowers, plants and trees in the garden. From a distance, it looks like an antique ink painting.

"Cough cough."

A slight cough was heard from inside the room. Butler Liu glanced in the direction of the corridor, and the servant waiting there immediately knocked on the door and entered the room.

Seeing the servant push open the door, Bo Lao San was about to speak, but he saw Butler Liu made a face to keep silent. Bo Lao San suppressed his unhappiness.

After a long while, the servant came out, looked at the two people standing outside, and said softly, "The old lady said that you two can go in."

As soon as the servant finished speaking, Bo Lao San rushed inside excitedly, as if something was chasing him.

When Butler Liu saw his irritable look, his pale eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"Mom!" Before the three old men from Bo entered the room, their loud voices had already echoed throughout the bedroom.

When Mrs. Bo, who was leaning against the head of the bed, heard the familiar voice, the expression on her face instantly darkened.

The next second, Bo Lao San was seen trembling slightly as he came to the bedside, followed closely by Butler Liu.

"How disrespectful of you to be yelling so early in the morning!" Mrs. Bo shouted angrily.

Madam Bo sat at the head of the bed with her back straight, her sharp eyes glaring fiercely at her son. Although Madam Bo was old, the aura she exuded was more than enough to intimidate the third son of the Bo family.

Bo Lao San calmed down his nervous mood and said slowly, "Mom, I have something urgent to tell you."

"Go ahead." Old Madam Bo pursed her lips.

Butler Liu, who was standing by, noticed Madam Bo's expression, and quietly came to her side, picked up the teacup on the bedside table, and handed it to her.

Madam Bo took a sip, and Butler Liu took it and stepped aside.

Bo Lao San observed the scene in front of him, and waited until Old Madam Bo finished her tea before he dared to speak.

"Mom, this kid Acheng is in trouble again."

Madam Bo sneered at her son's words and said, "Humph, he gets into trouble every day."

Bo Laosan was speechless for a moment and felt so ashamed that he wished he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

He was a man in his fifties or sixties, and he was still mocked by his own mother. How hurtful to his self-esteem! Bo Lao San could only suppress his dissatisfaction.

Bo Lao San pleaded in a gentle voice, "Mom, you must save him this time."

Old Madam Bo looked at her weak son and felt angry. Her most cowardly son stayed by her side, while the second son, whom she had spent so much effort to raise, was left alone. Thinking of this, a trace of sadness flashed across Old Madam Bo's face.

Seeing that the old lady was silent, Bo Laosan secretly raised his head, but saw that the old lady was looking behind him with empty eyes, as if she didn't hear what he said at all. Thinking of his son's situation, Bo Laosan could only shout again, "Mom."

Old Madam Bo pulled herself away from her past thoughts and sneered, "Even if he committed a terrible crime, who would dare to touch him?"

The status of the Bo family is there, who dares to touch it?
"This time." Bo Lao San spit out with difficulty, "It's different."

Seeing her son's hesitation, Madam Bo lost her patience and glanced at him with cold eyes, "Just say what you want to say, don't keep me in suspense."

"Acheng has offended Ajin this time." Bo Lao San lowered his head. After saying this, beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

The heating was on in the room, so he could feel the sweat pouring down his body.

All thanks to his bastard son!

When Bo San finished speaking, Madam Bo remembered something else. She gasped for air, "Is it related to the little girl next to A-Jin?"

Bo Laosan looked up at his mother in surprise.

Seeing her son's expression, Mrs. Bo knew that she had guessed right.

After learning that her eldest grandson had fallen in love with a woman, and that he was attracted to her cousin's girlfriend, Mrs. Bo felt like there was a bomb buried in her heart that could explode at any time.

Sure enough, what was supposed to happen still happened!
Bo Lao San caught a glimpse of the old lady's stern expression and risked being scolded to tell her everything he knew, "Mom, Ah Cheng teamed up with others to send a girl to Ah Jin's room. Afterwards, Ah Jin didn't make any move, so Ah Cheng thought the matter was over."

Bo Lao San turned his head to see the old lady's reaction and continued, "Who knew that Ah Jin would come after Ah Cheng to settle the score? Assistant Lin took Ah Cheng away early this morning. Mom, Ah Cheng is my only child. Although he is a little willful sometimes, he has never done anything to harm others. Please save him. Ah Jin is a very reckless person."

The more Bo Lao San spoke, the more excited he became. He moved to the edge of the bed, stretched out his hands, and held Madam Bo's arms, exerting a little force.

Bo Laosan still vividly remembers the last time his son was beaten into the hospital by his own nephew. His nephew was ruthless and heartless, and showed no mercy when he beat him. Bo Laosan still remembers that account.