Having Triplets With Potent CEO

Bo Qin turned his head and his eyes were red. He opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to call him.

Bo Qichen saw that he hesitated and did not force him to do anything. Instead, he looked at Qiao Nancheng with dark eyes. Even now that his "false identity" was exposed, he stood below and looked up at him, but Qiao Nancheng still felt that he was the one overlooking him.

He pinched his hand, unwilling to be looked down at by him all the time, and he looked at him all the time. Jonan shouted like crazy, "Bo Qichen, no! You shouldn't call your name now. You're just an anonymous. You've occupied the position of president of the Bo group and leader of the Bo family, and you've killed the old man! You're a sinner of the Bo family, a scumbag, occupying the position of my second uncle. Where did you come from? Go back! You're not bo Qichen at all, you're just an anonymous ！”

"You don't even have your own identity. I guess you can't remember your childhood memory? Maybe you're just the child of a poor family in a gully, maybe you're the child of a thief, maybe your mother is..."

It seems that only in this way can he have a sense of superiority.

The cold eyes projected on Joe Nancheng's excited face. Joe Nancheng's words from mouth to mouth were like fish bones stuck in his throat.

His chest ups and downs, full of unwilling, "drive him away!"

He is an unknown wild species. How dare you look at him like that!

He should not be so high and cold as God. He should be humble. In this way, he feels comfortable in his heart!

He responded to every call, and the rest of Bo's family followed suit.

"Drive him away!"

"Drive him away!"

As long as he's gone, the Bo family will be theirs!

No one spoke for him.

These people have forgotten what he did for the Bo family in the past. They only remember what he possessed and never thought about what he gave them.

Because Bo Qichen kept silent, the surrounding voices gradually quieted down.

Bo Qichen looked at Qiao Nancheng with calm eyes.

"That's what you want?"

Qiao Nancheng gritted his teeth, "yes!"

He wants to take all his precious things.

Unfortunately.

"Whatever you want."

He doesn't care.

Bo Jia.

Or the identity of Bo Qichen, he doesn't care.

That's all he cares about.

Qiao Nancheng's eyes were red. "Well, from today on, I will be the leader of the Bo family."

Other people in the Bo family talked one after another, "how did he become the leader of the Bo family when his surname was Joe?"

"Yes!"

Qiao Nancheng gave Zhen Jun a look, and Zhen Jun immediately said, "it's all quiet. The old man's death is a suspense, but before we went through the things in the old house and found that the old man once wrote a will. The will is here. The truth and falsehood are determined by the seventh uncle!"

The old man left a will?

People marvel!

Uncle Qi is the person around the old man. Naturally, he knows what the old man's handwriting is. He came forward and looked at the so-called will in Zhen Jun's hand. The more he looked, the more complicated his eyes became.

Zhen Jun asked, "how about Uncle Qi? This is really the handwriting of the old man."

The seventh uncle looked grim. He finally nodded and sighed, "it's really the old man's handwriting."

Immediately someone asked, "what does it say?"

"The old man wrote in his will that he would give all his inheritance to Qiao Nancheng."

what?

"Joe South City, how can it be Joe South City?"

The bottom man is about to explode!

The seventh uncle continued, "the will said that Bo's group was also taken over by Qiao Nancheng."

Now, everyone was speechless.