Bo Qin turned his head. His eyes were red. He opened his mouth. Suddenly he didn't know what to call him.
Bo Qichen saw that he hesitated and didn't force him to do anything. Instead, he looked at Qiao Nancheng with dark eyes. Even now that his "false identity" was exposed, he stood down and looked up at him, but Qiao Nancheng still felt that he was the one being overlooked.
He pinched his hand and was unwilling to be watched by him all the time. He looked at him all the time, and Jonah shouted like crazy, "Bo Qichen, no! You shouldn't be called by your name now. You are just an anonymous. You have occupied the position of the president of the Bo group, the leader of the Bo family, and you have killed the old man! You are a sinner of the Bo family, a villain. You occupy the position of my second uncle. Where have you come from? You are not bo Qichen at all. You are just an anonymous!"
"You don't even have your own identity. I guess you can't remember your childhood memories? Maybe you're just the child of a poor family in a valley, maybe you're the child of a thief, or maybe your mother is..."
It seems that only in this way can he have a sense of superiority.
The cold eyes cast on Joe Nancheng's face, which was excited and had to speak more. 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. Only in this way can he feel comfortable in his heart!
He responded to every call, and the rest of Bo's family followed suit.
"Get rid of him!"
"Get rid of him!"
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 owned and never thought about what he gave them.
Because Bo Qichen kept silent, the voices around him gradually quieted down.
Bo Qichen looked at Qiao Nancheng with calm eyes.
"Is that what you want?"
Qiao Nancheng gritted his teeth. "Yes!"
He wants to take away all his precious things.
Unfortunately.
"Whatever you want."
He doesn't care.
Bo Jia.
Or Bo Qichen's identity, 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 about it one after another. "How did he become the leader of the Bo family when his surname was Qiao?"
"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, we found that the old man had written a will. The will is here, and the truth is determined by the seventh uncle!"
Did the old man leave a will?
The crowd exclaimed!
Uncle Qi is the person around the old man. Naturally, he knows what the old man's handwriting is like. He came forward and looked at the so-called will in Zhen Jun's hand. The more he looked at it, 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 qiaonancheng."
what?
"Qiao Nan City, how could it be Qiao Nan City?"
The bottom man is about to explode!
Seventh uncle continued, "according to the will, Bo's group was also taken over by qiaonancheng."
At this moment, everyone was shocked and speechless.