A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

"Oh, miss, do you still have persecution paranoia? Mr. Bo Junchen is sick, and you have to be suspicious. Could it be that whoever has no minor illnesses and disasters throughout the year, do you think he is a god, or A superman with an indestructible body!"

The reporter, whose intention of protection was obvious, had a dispute with another reporter who wanted to dig deeper.

The two of you refuted each other's words sentence by sentence, and neither of them gave in.

If these three people really have some kind of love triangle or quadrilateral love, they can't fight if they meet each other!

Of course, as an entertainment reporter with a very sensitive sense of smell, what she looks forward to most is this kind of "harmonious and beautiful" picture.

But, Mr. Bo never gave them a chance to continue quarreling, nor did he give everyone the chance to join in and pressure him to invite Su Nuanxia and Bao Jinghan, but he decisively left the highlight of the night.

Otherwise, even if he can get Bao Jinghan back, he won't be able to change Su Nuanxia in just such a short time!

"Quiet--"

He raised his hand and waved slightly.

Mr. Bo's deep and vicissitudes-filled voice, with the movement of his lips, mixed with a bit of inherent domineering, slowly revealed: "Everyone, please be quiet for a while and listen to me. Tomorrow's wedding , It is indeed not the wedding of Jun Chen and Nuan Xia. It is changed to the wedding of Bo's first heir, my granddaughter."

First heir?

Bo Feiyang's granddaughter? !

Isn't he the mysterious heir of the Bo family who has been in the rumors for a long time!

Everyone didn't know that the original plan of the Bo family was to announce the mysterious heir of the Bo family tomorrow.

So now, when I first heard the news, I was undoubtedly not deeply shocked.

At this moment, Bo Lao stretched out his hand to support his forehead, apparently a little tired.

He looked at everyone apologetically, and said: "That's all I want to say... Sorry, I'm getting old, and this body doesn't look like my own. I'm a little tired, everyone, please forgive me, old man , leave first. If you have any questions, I will ask Li Yi to answer them later."

After finishing speaking, old man Bo, surrounded by the crowd, left beforehand.

But at this time, the venue completely exploded, and many people started talking about it.

But some smart people noticed the scene behind the podium in today's venue.

It was a flower field in Provence.

Someone recognized with sharp eyes that this flower field belonged to the Bo family.

But in the flower field, there is a slim figure.

The hem of the skirt is flying, and it stands in the center very willfully.

It's a pity that this figure was deliberately made into a black shadow, only the outline, so it is impossible to guess who the outline belongs to.

Could it be that she is the rumored mysterious heir?

If this is the case, then tomorrow's wedding will become the expectations of the media!

The appetite of the reporters was lost again, until Li Yi arrived, they launched a new round of question bombardment again.Push all the curiosity and enthusiasm to a new level——

And at this moment, the other side.

Bo Jinghan and his party of four stepped into the corridor of the VIP ward.

Because there are only two wards on the entire floor, one of which is still vacant.So this made the whole floor look extraordinarily lonely and empty.

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