Having Triplets With Potent CEO

Guns can't bend his pride and backbone, but illness can.

No one can not bend down under the pain of disease, but he knows he can't die. He hasn't suffered the torture he should suffer. How can he apologize to her when he goes to hell

The door suddenly opened.

Bo Qichen stepped into the bedroom. The old man slowly turned his head when he heard the sound.

His voice cracked like an old tree, "you're coming."

The old man's face was haggard and unsightly.

"Yes."

"Has everyone solved it?"

"Yes."

The old man's listless eyes burst into a flash of light, "before I die, someone has been impatient and wants to fight me. What does he want to do, kill me and be the heir himself?"

"What a Qiaonan City, what a thin fengran! I'm really blind! Raising tigers is a danger, raising tigers is a danger!" the old man is sad and angry. Up to now, I can't tell whether there is more anger or more pain.

His chest hurt again and gasped, "Bo's house is going to change, it's going to change!"

Bo Qichen stepped forward and held him. The old man suddenly grabbed his hand and his eyes were about to pop out, "you must guard the Bo family and don't let Qiao Nancheng take it away!"

Bo Qichen closed his lips and didn't speak.

The old man looked at him, his eyes burning, word by word, "no matter what time, you are Bo's family and my descendants. Remember, no matter what happens."

"A person's identity can be changed and his memory can be changed, but the only thing that can't be changed is the time spent together. Time is something that can't deceive people. You should remember."

The old man clenched his hand and seemed to know something, but it was too late. He could only quickly say what Bo Qichen couldn't understand for the time being.

But soon he understood what the old man meant.

Bo Qichen looked at him.

Finally, he nodded heavily.

The old man smiled. The next second, he suddenly gasped. His eyes widened, grabbed his neck, gasped hard, and Bo Qichen's pupils shrank.

The voice was nervous. "Where's the doctor?"

"Just killed."

"Go drive."

Bo Qichen picked up the old man on his back and walked downstairs without hesitation. Ding Yan drove downstairs. Bo Qichen placed the old man in the rear seat.

Jonan looked into the distance.

He can't wait for the old man to die.

The longer he waited, the more things happened. He couldn't wait.

Joe put down his telescope and waved with a very cold air in his eyes.

The next second, something broke through the window glass and shot straight through the old man's head. The old man's expression was still painful, but the next moment, his expression was stunned and relieved.

The old man closed his eyes slowly.

The corners of the mouth are slowly lifted.

Time flies back to his early thirties.

He fell in love with a woman as gentle as chrysanthemum.

That is a woman who makes people willing to put down all the tedious and ambition and spend their life with her.

He knew at the first sight that he was in love with her. Even though he had a family wife at that time, he still couldn't stop his feelings for her.

He had his first child with her. He was a very clever boy.

He still remembers the first time he called his father. Later, at the party a long time later, the child grew up. He no longer looked at his father when he looked at him, because he was just a waiter at that time.