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Chapter 841 See you tomorrow night!
"Xiaohuai, I've invited someone to the boxing gym to watch the match, do you want to come with me?"

Since she loves boxing so much, she must also love to watch boxing matches.

Unexpectedly, Tong Xiaohuai shook his head and rejected him without thinking, "No, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go home and sleep."

If her words came from another person, they would definitely be regarded as a blunt refusal, making the inviter very uncomfortable.

But Yan Bo didn't, because he knew that when she said she was sleepy, she was really sleepy, and she didn't use it as a shield.

"Well, then you go back and rest early, don't worry about those account books, if you don't understand anything, ask me after dinner tomorrow night!"

Yan Bo gently instructed, and helped her open the car door, his palms were weakly protecting her head to prevent her from hitting the roof of the car.

Tong Xiaohuai obediently said "Oh!", the cat got into the car, sat down, and waved to him, "See you tomorrow night!"

Yan Bo nodded, "See you tomorrow night!"

Helping her close the car door, he didn't return to his own car until the driver of Tong's family drove the car out of the road, started the car and drove to the palm-slapping hall.

"Third Young Master, long time no see! Where are you going to have fun?"

Ling Qingyun, who was waiting in the parking lot of the boxing gym early, came over to close him and open the car door courteously, teasing him with a smile on his face, never mentioning the matter of refusing to answer his phone call just now.

After Yan Bo came to L City, among the children of the top ten aristocratic families, Ling Qingyun walked closest to him.

But Yanbo is an extremely cautious person, he usually plays with Ling Qingyun, and he never discloses anything about work to him, so Ling Qingyun doesn't know about his going to S city.

In the final analysis, he only regards Ling Qingyun as a wine and meat friend.

"Young Master Ling, if I'm really happy, how can I miss you?"

The two walked into the boxing gym side by side, chatting and laughing. Manager Xiao inside, when he saw the distinguished guest, trotted up to greet him.

"Third Young Master, Young Master Ling, are you coming to the game? I have reserved the best seats for you two, please come inside!"

Yan Bo accepted his flattery unceremoniously, and sat down with Ling Qingyun in the best viewing position in the auditorium.

Manager Xiao arranged the people, asked the two sons what they liked, went to get different drinks, hesitated for a while, and sat down beside Yan Bo.

Yan Bo didn't care about this, he also understood that Manager Xiao was still thinking about the 50 investment.

"Third Young Master, I heard that on the day Miss Tong took office, you personally sent flowers to congratulate her?"

This matter had already been spread in L city, but Ling Qingyun hadn't seen Yanbo for several days, and now he brought it up as a joke after meeting him.

Yan Bo didn't hide anything, he nodded and replied, "Yes, I went around for a while."

Ling Qingyun couldn't help asking with half concern and half curiosity, "Speaking of which, aren't you afraid?"

Even though many of them from the aristocratic family covet the beauty of Miss Tong's family, due to her background, no one really dares to provoke her.

For one thing, the Tong family and the others really couldn't afford to provoke them.

Secondly, their family would not allow them to have anything to do with a black daoist daughter.

These people, to put it nicely, were born with a golden key in their mouths, and they didn't worry about food or flowers, but before they got the power of the family business, who didn't live carefully?

Therefore, Ling Qingyun only thought that Yan Bo was the same as the children of these aristocratic families. He had to be afraid of the elders who held the power of life and death in the family in everything he did.

Yan Bo naturally knew what he meant by being afraid.

However, he pretended not to understand, "Afraid? What are you afraid of?"

In fact, in Yanbo's dictionary, there is indeed no such word as fear.

People live in this world, but only for a few decades. If you are timid or afraid, just live your life as a snail in a house. Who should you be?

In his opinion, as long as you want to, go for it, even if you fail, it is better than shrinking because of fear.

Ling Qingyun only thought that he didn't see the pros and cons clearly, and came over to remind him in a low voice.

"Miss Tong is now in power in the Tong family, right? It's not good looking for a noble son like you to hang out with her..."

Yan Bo chuckled twice, "Really? I don't think there's anything unsightly about it! I'm a businessman. Does it depend on the kind of friends I make when talking about business with me?"

How much money Yanbo has in his hands is still a mystery to the aristocratic families in L City and even Secretary Ye.

Now everyone is afraid of him, most of the reason is because of the old Yan family behind him, not him.

Ling Qingyun couldn't figure out how much Yanbo weighed. After all, after getting along for more than a month, Yanbo's impression on him was still unfathomable.

"That's not possible..." Because he couldn't weigh Yanbo's weight clearly, Ling Qingyun naturally didn't dare to speak too plainly, "It's just that, if it were me in this kind of thing, my father would definitely break my leg!"

A look of coldness flashed across Yanbo's eyes, but he said calmly and perfunctorily on his face.

"Really? Then you are pitiful!"

As for whether his father would be so angry that he wanted to break his leg, Yan Bo didn't mention a word.

This matter, from the moment he decided to provoke Tong Xiaohuai, he already knew it in his heart.

Even if, one day in the future, Dad really wanted to break his leg because of Tong Xiaohuai, he would have the courage to bear it, because that was the woman he decided to protect.

How did Ling Qingyun expect that in just ten days or so, this third master Yan has changed from a single nobleman to a man with a heart?
"It's not pitiful. People like us still have this kind of cognition. Naturally, doing things should take the interests of the family as the main premise, isn't it?"

Regarding Ling Qingyun's argument, Yan Bo was noncommittal.

He didn't bother to expose Ling Qingyun, the so-called family interests were just because the inheritance rights had not yet been implemented, so he didn't dare to do anything wrong.

He didn't bother to explain, he was Yanbo, and he was actually different from the children of aristocratic families like Ling Qingyun.

Seeing that he didn't respond to her for a long time, Ling Qingyun thought that what she said hit Yan Bo's sore spot, so she didn't say anything else.

Yan Bo quietly watched the two so-called masters on the stage testing each other's strength, and suddenly regretted making this trip tonight.

Ling Qingyun didn't know Yan Bo's annoyance, so after a while, he bumped him with his elbow, "Is the third son a little bored? Or, I'll ask some friends to come out to play tomorrow night?"

Seeing that Yan Bo turned his head to look at him, he winked at Yan Bo meaningfully.

How could Yanbo not understand what he meant by playing around?
"No, I have an appointment with friends tomorrow night, next time!"

Ling Qingyun was a little disappointed, "What? Are you so busy recently?"

He only thinks that Yan Bo is because of business entertainment, because in private matters, he thinks that Yan Bo is closest to him, apart from him, there are not many children from aristocratic families in L city who can stick to this third young master all the time.

Yan Bo was not in the mood to socialize with him, and only responded lightly.

"Yes, everything is difficult at the beginning!"

(End of this chapter)