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

Chapter 446 Chuchu
Bo Shaojin sat upright with a slightly frowned brow. It was obvious that seeing his younger brother at this moment was not a happy event for him.

Bo Xun raised his head and faced Madam Bo's scolding, his eyes slightly lowered, "Okay, Grandma!"

Ever since she brought Bo Xun home, every time Mrs. Bo called him by his name, she felt a chill down her spine, and this feeling made her very scared.

She said perfunctorily, "Go ahead."

Bo Xun was wearing a simple shirt and jeans, and had no luxury watch on his wrist. He was so plain that he seemed to have nothing to do with the Bo family.

He was holding a bag in his hand, and the next second, he carefully opened the bag and took out an exquisite small jar from it.

At first, no one really noticed the bag he was holding.

“How dare you!”

The first person to notice something was wrong was Old Madam Bo. She stood up suddenly and pointed at Bo Xun who was not far away, her whole body trembling.

However, Bo Xun ignored Madam Bo's pale face and shaky body, and turned around to look in the direction of Bo Shaojin.

"I have just told grandma, but she didn't agree." Bo Xun raised his lips into a bitter smile, and then said, "I want to bury my wife as 'Bo Xun's wife'." After saying that, he looked at the porcelain jar in his hand with a gentle gaze.

"I don't agree, I don't agree!" Old Madam Bo panted, "You are just in love, you haven't even gotten married yet, where did you get your wife?"

Old Madam Bo shouted angrily, a ferocious look faintly revealed on her wrinkled face.

Bo Shaojin sat quietly aside, looking at the two people in front of him.

"Grandma, in my eyes, Chuchu is my wife!" Bo Xun's eyes were firm and passionate.

"Ajin, listen to what this bastard said." Seeing that she could not persuade Bo Xun, Mrs. Bo quickly turned her gaze to Bo Shaojin, with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Bo Shaojin saw that the old lady was having a hard time standing for so long, so he stood up and walked over to her. "Grandma, calm down. I'll take care of this matter. You go and have a rest first."

Bo Shaojin shouted outside in a cold voice, "Uncle Liu."

Butler Liu pushed the door open immediately and bowed, "Young Master."

"Help grandma to rest."

Seeing the old lady's serious expression and anger on her face, Butler Liu slowly stepped forward and extended his hand to support old lady Bo, "Old lady, staying up late is bad for your health. Go to bed first. Anyway, the second young master is back. If there is anything, we can discuss it tomorrow."

Old Madam Bo had been a leader in the business world for decades, so she was naturally more insightful than ordinary people in looking at problems. Even if she stayed here, it would be of no avail in the current situation. Moreover, she was still concerned about the issue of Bo Xun. If she broke up with Bo Xun at this time, it would be of no benefit to her. After all, Bo Xun was her grandson, and she could not sever the blood relationship.

After lowering her eyes and thinking deeply for a while, Madam Bo snorted coldly and left with the help of Butler Liu. However, when she passed by Bo Xun, she saw the porcelain jar in his hand. Madam Bo's hand, which was supported by Butler Liu, was trembling slightly, and her eyes were trying their best to avoid the porcelain jar.

Butler Liu naturally noticed the scene before him. He took it all in calmly, then obediently helped the old lady out of the hall.

There were only two people left in the hall. Bo Shaojin sat back in his seat. He glanced at his brother who was not far away, and glanced at what Bo Xun was holding. He said in a cold tone, "Is this your plan?"

If he had not met An Yin, Bo Shaojin might have asked, "Have you let it go yet?" Now that he has the little girl he cares about in his heart, his mood has naturally changed drastically.

"Yeah." Bo Xun's attitude was indifferent, but his clear eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any ripples.

Bo Shaojin looked at his brother in front of him. There was no clue on his calm face. However, as his elder brother, Bo Shaojin knew very well that his brother must have had some tricks up his sleeve.

"You're at home, feel free to sit down!" Bo Shaojin's dark and cold eyes contained a hint of temptation.

"No need." Bo Xun rejected his brother's kindness. Then, he seemed to remember something and smiled. "Brother has also met his beloved, right?"

Hearing his brother's words, a trace of sadness flashed across Bo Shaojin's dark eyes. He neither admitted nor denied it.

Bo Xun looked at his brother's attitude, the smile on his face gradually widened, and he said with a smile, "Congratulations, brother. I used to think you would live like a tool in your life, but I didn't expect you to meet someone you like."

Bo Shaojin's face was solemn. Only his younger brother dared to tease him in person. Bo Shaojin changed the subject and said, "Stop here tonight?"

"Ah."

To Bo Xun, his elder brother left him with the impression of being very self-disciplined and rigid. From childhood to adulthood, whether in academics or career, the talents his brother displayed were far beyond his reach. There was even a time when he admired his brother very much. It was not until he went to college that he saw that his brother was like a robot, busy with company affairs all day long. Only then did he realize, was he really envious of his brother?

Until he met a girl. At that time, he seemed to own the whole world.

Later, his whole world collapsed, and only his body was left alive in this world.

In the silent atmosphere, Bo Shaojin sat aside. His innate gaze made people feel a little afraid. However, it was an exception for Bo Xun. After all, he was a man who had experienced life and death, and he had a transcendent idea about everything he saw and heard.

"As for the burial, I'll try to convince her." Bo Shaojin looked at Bo Xun with his dark eyes, "Let her rest in peace as soon as possible!"

"Thank you, brother." Bo Xun said sincerely. He tightened his hands around the porcelain jar and slowly lowered his head. A hint of relaxation also appeared on his calm face.

"Notify me on the day of the burial." Bo Shaojin felt more or less emotional as he looked at his brother whose body was stiff in front of him.

The sunny boy of the past is gone forever.

Bo Shaojin stood up and pretended to walk outside. Just as he took a step, Bo Xun said in a trembling voice, "Brother, protect your lover."

In fact, there was one more thing Bo Xun didn't say. His brother was a paranoid and focused person. If he really encountered his own situation, he would probably react even more crazy and uncontrollably than himself.
Bo Shaojin paused, and when he passed by his brother, he patted the other's thin shoulder lightly, then strode away.

When Bo Xun was the only one left in the room, he slowly raised his head, and a hint of blood flashed across his dark eyes.
"Chu Chu, I'm taking you home!"

His low voice echoed in the huge hall.