Chapter 93

Li Xintong doesn't know how Bo xiurui treats Bo Yanchen's son these years, but from Bo Yanchen's attitude towards his father, she can also guess a rough picture.

At this moment, she suddenly loves Bo Yanchen. How did he come by himself these years? In the face of such an autocratic father, his heart must be very bitter, very sad, right?

She felt that her father and Bo Yanchen were in the same boat. The difference is that Li Jianguo forces her to marry Bo Jingxuan, while Bo xiurui forces Bo Yanchen to divorce.

How can such a wonderful father meet their husband and wife at the same time? Li Xintong felt that he could not laugh or cry.

She would like to clap the case, resolutely told Bo xiurui, she can't do it. But in the face of a white haired old man, Li Xintong can't do such behavior.

She took a deep breath and asked patiently, "what does Bo Yanchen mean? Did he agree to that? "

Bo xiurui's face is a stiff, this matter son Bo Yanchen if agreed, still need to ask her out in the middle of the night?

"I haven't asked him about it yet." Bo xiurui said, "however, if you agree, I have confidence in persuading him."

Poof! Li Xintong really wants to praise him.

She hasn't heard of persuading people to divorce. It's about confidence.

Never heard of it. Would you rather tear down ten temples than destroy one?

Persuading people to divorce is a matter of damaging Yin de. how did Bo xiurui come here? It seems that he has become very glorious.

Tonight, Bo xiurui's original positive energy was completely destroyed in Li Xintong's mind.

"What if I don't agree?" After the impression of him became worse, Li Xintong's mouth also came out with such a provocative word.

"You dare!" Bo xiurui was on fire. He slapped the table hard and knocked over several teacups. The tea spread quickly.

When the waiter heard the sound, he immediately ran in and saw the scene in front of him. He was so surprised that he immediately went to take out the paper towel on the table.

"Who let you in without my permission? Go away Bo xiurui roars and scares the waiter into running.

For this kind of table shooting anger, Li Xintong in the Li family more knowledge, now, even eyelids do not blink.

"After you and a Chen divorce, I won't treat you badly." Bo xiurui said, "you can make a price for how much it costs."

Money? Li Xintong smiles. If she married Bo Jingxuan directly for money, wouldn't it be more direct. Who doesn't know that Bo Jingxuan is Bo's default successor?

If for the sake of money, why should she not marry Bo Yanchen, the illegitimate son of the Bo family.

"Unless Bo Yanchen proposes to divorce me, I won't agree." Li Xintong said.

"You..." In addition to Bo Yanchen, Bo xiurui probably has never met the die hards who are against him in his life. No wonder these two people will come together.

It seems that he can't do without a tough attitude.

"If you don't agree, I have a thousand ways to get you to agree." Bo xiurui's eyes showed a fierce expression.

"Are you a threat?" Li Xintong sneered, "however, I'm alone now. I don't know what can threaten you."

Bo xiurui low smile, that laughter seems to be able to penetrate the eardrum, in the night especially gloomy terror, "as long as it is a person, there will be weakness. You are still young. I have eaten more salt than you have. Fight with me, you will lose! I say again, leave a Chen, before I'm disappointed with you, leave him! "

The threat of chiguoguo! Suffer a loss? She really wanted to know what she would suffer if she didn't agree?

Perhaps Bo Yanchen had been threatened by his father?

"Well, I'll say it again, I won't leave him before ah Chen doesn't want me!" Li Xintong stood up from his chair, "Mr. Bo, I'm sorry that it's late today. I have to go back. Otherwise, ah Chen will worry about me."

"Stop!" Bo xiurui called her, "if you continue to be with ah Chen, you will harm him!"

Li Xintong suddenly turned his head and looked at him incredulously: "what do you mean?"

Bo xiurui sneered and hooked his lips, showing his evil eyes: "if you continue to be with him, I will let him lose what he cares about the most."

Li Xintong trembled all over, and her face changed.

She couldn't believe that such words would come from a father. Let his son lose what he cares about most, how much hatred can he have to do such a vicious thing.

Bo xiurui sees the fear in Li Xintong's eyes, and a sense of victory rises in his heart: "do you know what he cares about most?"

Li Xintong really doesn't know what Bo Yanchen cares about most.

“red！ What he cares about most is the red group he built. Over the years, he has spent almost all his energy on it. You said, "what if he lost red?" Bo xiurui's expression is very strange.

Li Xintong's heart trembled. Bo xiurui means that if she doesn't want to leave Bo Yanchen, will he make red bankrupt?In fact, he seems to have acted. Isn't the fashion show at the end of the month the best proof?

After a long silence, Li Xintong suddenly laughed, "Mr. Bo, I sympathize with you."

"Sympathy? What do you mean Bo xiurui didn't expect that the little girl would say such a word as soon as she opened her mouth. He thought what he had just said scared her.

"You don't even know your own son. Of course you deserve sympathy." Li Xintong said, "do you think Bo Yanchen really cares about red group?"

Bo xiurui was asked by her. Isn't it?

Bo Yanchen always looks invulnerable at ordinary times, as if he doesn't care about anything except the company.

So, except for red group, he can't think of anything Bo Yanchen cares about.

"The thing that a Chen cares about most is never lifeless thing." Li Xintong said, "in the past, what he cared most about was his mother. After his mother's death, I think the most important thing he cares about is reminiscence. Do you really have the heart to let him lose it? "

With that, she turned and left without any further stop. Only Bo xiurui was left sitting in the same place, staring at the overturned tea cup on the table in a daze.

After a while, he suddenly picked up the teacup and threw it to the opposite side. The cup smashed on the wall, making a crisp sound.

It's nearly half past eleven in the evening when I came out of the teahouse. This place is too remote, and most of the people who come here have private cars. I can't get a taxi at this point.

Just as she turned on her mobile phone and was ready to study taxi software, her mobile phone suddenly rang, and Bo Yanchen's number jumped on the screen, scaring her cell phone almost out of hand.

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