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

Chapter 411 What kind of friends is he making?
After saying that, Sunan took out his cell phone from his pocket reluctantly.

The phone rang only twice, and a gentle voice came through. Sunan turned on the speakerphone on purpose.

"Brother Anan, is there something wrong?" Shen Jingrou asked with doubt in her voice.

Sunan's phone was on the bar. He tilted his head to look at his friend beside him. Seeing that his friend's eyes were almost glued to the phone, Sunan adjusted his mood and asked, "Um, are you busy now?"

Shen Jingrou was obviously stunned for a moment before she spoke, "At Ah Cheng's engagement party."

Sunan said "Huh" and said to himself, "Is this boy getting engaged today?"

Shen Jingrou blushed, "Of course."

Sunan turned around and looked at someone in the corner. He felt relieved. After all, Bo Cheng's cousins ​​were all here, so it didn't matter whether he went or not. Besides, he was not the only one in the Su family.

"Okay, let's get to the point." Sunan changed the subject.

Lin Yue ignored his bloody hands, his heart in his throat, and his eyes looking at Sunan became sharp, as if silently shouting: Stop talking nonsense.

Sunan saw his friend's expression and knew what he was thinking. He leaned forward slightly and spoke into the phone, "Jingrou, I have something to do here and can't leave. Can you come to Qindi?"

"What's the matter?" Shen Jingrou asked anxiously.

"Ayue was seriously injured. I..."

Sunan was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"How could he be injured?" Shen Jingrou was obviously panicked, and her speaking speed was not like her usual self at all.

"You'll know when you come over." Sunan kept it a secret.

"Since he was seriously injured, why don't you send him directly to the hospital?" Shen Jingrou's voice sounded a little impatient. Maybe it was because she was walking, her breathing was also a little rapid.

Sunan was speechless, feeling that a large number of his brain cells were damaged.

Fortunately, Shen Jingrou did not continue to ask questions. She just said, "I'll be there right away" and hung up the phone.

Sunan finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the pool of bright red blood on the bar, he was shocked and asked, "Doesn't it hurt?"

Lin Yue's mind was still on Shen Jingrou's words "come right away" until Sunan's words rang out. In an instant, piercing pain spread from his palm to his whole body.

After seeing his friend's face distorted with pain, Sunan felt better. "This is just a self-torture trick. You deserve it."

"Will you die if you don't make sarcastic remarks?" Lin Yue took a breath of cold air as he spoke.

Sunan laughed happily at the side, "Hehe."

Lin Yue stood up and walked out the door with his injured hand raised.

Sunan's gaze fell dimly on the clean ground. There were a few drops of blood at a distance, which looked creepy.

Fortunately, after Lin Yue left the box, a servant came to clean up immediately.

At this time, Sunan noticed another good friend in the corner. He stood up with a sigh and walked towards Bo Shaojin.

What kind of fate is this for him? All his good brothers are trapped in love, and every time they get together, he looks sullen, as if he owes them hundreds of millions, Sunan complained in his heart.

When he walked lazily to Bo Shaojin's side and was about to sit down on the sofa beside him, before his buttocks touched the cushion, a clear, magnetic voice sounded from above his head.

"Please make a phone call for me too."

Sunan stumbled, and if he hadn't put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, he would have almost fallen to the ground. Bo Shaojin was not a person who liked to joke, and what he said must have been the result of his careful consideration.

"Brother, please stop making trouble, okay?" Sunan looked at the other party in disbelief.

They have been friends for decades, and Sunan could immediately guess what Bo Shaojin was thinking from his sudden words. He sat down carefully, and in the blink of an eye he saw the other party quickly pick up a glass of wine from the coffee table.

"Don't"

"Clang."

Before Sunan finished speaking, he heard a crisp sound, and the next second he saw the wine glass in the other person's hand being crushed into pieces.

What a cruel attack!
For some reason, Sunan did not sympathize with his two crazy brothers at all. Instead, he was worried about the women they liked.

At the same time, it also warned him: Don't become love-brained, it will hurt your body and waste your blood!

Bo Shaojin handed the phone to Sunan expressionlessly, "The first number."

Sunan caught a glimpse of the other person's palm from the corner of his eye. Blood drops were falling densely between his fingers, making him dizzy.

Taking the phone from the other party, Sunan couldn't wait to finish the call and leave. What kind of friends are these? They are scary?

Sunan dialed the number without hesitation and also turned on the speakerphone.

Every time the phone rang, his curiosity grew.

His good friend has been pure and unselfish since he was born, and has never been tempted by women. Sunan wants to know who is this girl who can make Bo Shaojin like her even at the risk of rumors of "stealing his cousin's girlfriend"?

"Hey!"

When Sunan was in a daze, a soft and sticky voice sounded. The little girl's tone was like an electric current that passed through his body, making people feel tingling and numb wherever it passed, and it hit the heart directly.

Bo Shaojin noticed that Sunan was distracted. His cold pupils fell on his face and he warned him, "Ahem."

Sunan was so perceptive that after sensing the other party's morbid and paranoid gaze, he collected his thoughts and asked, "Excuse me, do you know Bo Shaojin?" In order to make his words more convincing, Sunan deliberately sped up his speech, appearing a little anxious.

"I know him, what's the matter?"

The little girl blurted out, as if she was answering a very common question.

"He is injured and is now in 'Qindi'. Can you come over?"

Sunan said this against his conscience, and a cold gaze was cast towards him. He quickly turned his head to the side to avoid the other person's gaze.

"Is the injury serious?"

The little girl was anxious, and Sunan noticed it.

Sunan accidentally saw the pool of blood on the ground. The amount of blood loss was even more than Lin Yue's. For the sake of his friend's life, he raised his voice and pretended to be surprised and shouted to the air, "Oh, why can't Mr. Bo stop bleeding? He won't die here."

After saying this in a sarcastic tone, Sunan no longer dared to look at his friend's face. The next second, he picked up the phone and returned to his own voice, "If you know Bo Shaojin, come quickly. We will send him to the door."

"Okay, I'll come right over." The little girl's voice was clearly filled with tears.

Just as Sunan was about to hang up the phone, the little girl said again in a muffled voice, "Can you please take care of him? Don't leave him at the door. Please."

The little girl was obviously frightened, and her words came out haltingly, and it was obvious that she was suppressing her emotions.