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

Chapter 397 The Second Brother Bo Yun
Butler Liu could hear clearly the other party's beating.

Madam Bo is a cautious person and would never let him pick up the girl alone. So, on the surface, she arranged a driver for him, but in fact, he was just under surveillance.

The road was dark and foggy, and most of the vehicles on the road slowed down.

The old house of the Bo family.

main hall.

Old Madam Bo had a solemn expression, her cold eyes always looking towards the direction of the gate.

At this moment, a servant ran in hurriedly from outside, with a look of excitement and joy on his face.

As she ran into the hall panting, Mrs. Bo's face became even uglier.

"Where have you learned the usual rules?" Old Madam Bo looked at the other person calmly.

After the servant adjusted his breathing, he ignored Madam Bo's reprimand and said intermittently, "Madam, the Second Master is back!"

Mrs. Bo's face was gloomy after hearing the servant's words. She slapped the high table next to her and said, "Is it really the second son who is back?" Her pupils widened and an incredible expression appeared on her face.

"Madam, it's true." The servant nodded repeatedly.

"Why don't you invite him over here quickly?" Upon hearing the good news, Mrs. Bo ignored the pain in her palms, and a hint of tenderness finally appeared on her tense face.

"Okay, madam."

Everyone says that one's heart is made of flesh and blood, but Mrs. Bo is partial to one son. The second son has been smart since he was young and showed a talent for business at a young age. It is because of this son that she was able to gain a foothold in the Bo family and win the heart of her husband.

However, some things that happened later eventually created a rift between mother and son, and gradually, she shifted the hopes of the Bo family to her eldest grandson. Fortunately, the eldest grandson's business skills were no less than the second son's, and even tended to be better than him.

Old Madam Bo sat in the first seat. The tea in her hand had already gone cold. When the servant was about to help her change a cup, she stopped him.

"Go down." She ordered coldly.

The servants nodded and left.

In the solemn and dignified main hall, every piece of decoration is exquisite and expensive. After being cleaned by a special person, there is not a trace of dust on it.

When Bo Yun appeared in the main hall, the first thing he saw was the old man drinking tea in his hand.

Under his gaze, Mrs. Bo seemed to feel the other party's scrutiny. She turned around and saw her son standing in front of the door in a simple Chinese gown.

Eyes facing each other.

The cup in Mrs. Bo's hand fell onto the table with a clang, and the tea and tea leaves spilled all over the table and slowly flowed onto the ground.

"Mom!" Bo Yun shouted expressionlessly.

He has a smart face, elegant temperament, and an unconcealable righteousness between his eyebrows.

As he shouted, Old Madam Bo stood up and said, "Second brother, you finally decided to come back." Old Madam Bo said tremblingly, with a gleam of light in her bright eyes.

Bo Yun raised his head and walked forward to the old lady Bo. He lowered his eyes and put away the overturned cup on the table. Then he met the old lady's eager eyes. "Well, I came back to see you." Under his handsome nose, his lips were slightly thin, revealing a cold and ruthless meaning.

"Are you planning to stay longer this time?" She raised her body and grabbed Bo Yun's wrist, stroking his hand back and forth, as if only in this way could she feel that the other person was really in front of her.

"I just came here to take care of some things and will leave in a while." Bo Yun was tall and slender. From the moment she entered the door, she exuded an aloof air from her calm and noble appearance, as if everything around her was just a passing cloud and not worth his even a glance.

"What's the matter?" Old Madam Bo asked subconsciously. She raised her head and looked at her son's handsome face, feeling a sad pain in her heart.

"Private matter." Bo Yun spat out two words.

Bo Yun's conversation was elegant, his voice was neither too high nor too low, and his speech speed was neither too fast nor too slow. His elegant temperament was also filled with a sense of calmness and detachment.

Old Madam Bo was startled, her eyes slightly changed as she looked at her son, and even the hand on Bo Yun's wrist slowly retracted. Since he said that, it was obvious that he didn't want to tell her.

Bo Yun's aloof attitude chilled Old Madam Bo's heart, but thinking of some things in the past, she calmed down and said, "Sit down."

"Stand still, it's okay!"

An extremely sharp look flashed across Mrs. Bo's brows, but it disappeared in an instant.

At this time, a servant brought a cup of tea. Seeing that the Second Master was standing in front of Old Madam Bo but not sitting down, the servant didn't know where to put the teacup and looked at Bo Yun in embarrassment.

"Just put it down." Bo Yun looked at the servant with a kind face.

"Okay, Second Master." The servant heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the man's words, put down the teacup and quickly left the main hall.

The servants who had been working in the Bo family for many years knew this very well.

If the second master of the Bo family comes home, old lady Bo will only be happy for a moment, that is, the moment she sees her son. For a long time afterwards, the old lady will be depressed and it will take a long time for her to adjust.

As for the knot between mother and son, few people know about it.

The air is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop!
Old Madam Bo looked at her son who was so close to her, but her heart felt empty. Even though her son was right in front of her, she always felt as if they were thousands of miles apart.

"Ayun, can you really never forgive me in this life?" Old Madam Bo rested one hand on the table. She was unaware that the water stains on her sleeves had soaked her clothes. The sadness in her eyes made her look as if she had aged a lot in an instant, and she looked lifeless.

"There's no need to talk about the past. We should cherish the present." Bo Yun turned her head and took the initiative to move away Madam Bo's hand to avoid getting her clothes too wet.

Mrs. Bo felt a little relieved by her son's caring gesture, but the meaning of his words told her that he had not forgiven her.

"I" Mrs. Bo wanted to say something, but then she saw a figure walking in from outside, and she stopped what she was about to say.

Butler Liu walked forward slowly. When he saw a man standing in the main hall, he naturally thought that it was the young master who had returned. However, when he approached and looked at the other person's profile, Butler Liu was stunned. However, he was also a man who had seen many storms and waves. He quickly adjusted his facial expression and called respectfully, "Old Madam, Second Master!"

"Uncle Liu!" Bo Yun saw the person coming and raised his thin lips and called out.

When Butler Liu heard the other party's address, he lowered his head and couldn't help but feel his eyes warm. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he suppressed the pain in his heart and began to report, "Madam, Miss An has been brought here. Should we let her come over now, or?"

Butler Liu did not finish his words, he was waiting for Madam Bo to answer.