Chapter 306

Bo Ye thought that after saying these words, mu Shinian would politely reply to two perfunctory words. As a result, mu Shinian didn't even bother to do some superficial Kung Fu, so he nodded directly: "indeed."

The answer was too unexpected.

Bo Ye doesn't know how to go on.

The car drove some distance forward, and Bo Ye barely reacted.

He smiled, his voice hiding helplessness: "you are really similar to Bo shallow sometimes in some aspects."

Mu Shinian pulled his lower lip and didn't answer.

Bo Ye drives calmly. There are many cars on the road. He is not in a hurry. He should speed up and stop.

Compared with Bo Qian's eagerness to drive the sports car into a bazooka, Bo Ye is simply imitating the driver.

"The same freedom, the same failure to abide by the sophistication of the world and the same way of doing things... You are a replica of him. No wonder he doesn't like your sister."

Regardless of whether anyone answered, Bo Ye said to himself, "however, men always have to take responsibility. I still hope you can persuade her to go back to the company."

Mu Shinian looks at Bo Ye.

It's not that she wants to meddle, but that she is Bo Ye. She has only one idea about Bo Qian. Kill him and put herself in the top position.

So how sincere is Bo Ye's words?

Bo Ye said to himself, "he won't go back now. When my father completely retires, his position in the company will be very embarrassing. At that time, no one will convince him. Even if I turn around in the middle, I can't stop the mouth of the old people. It's estimated that there will be a lot of blood when Bo Qian takes over."

Mu Shinian stared at the schoolbag in his arms and didn't mean to speak.

Bo Ye smiled in embarrassment: "he will listen to what you say. It's estimated that he can't hear a word of what we say."

Mu Shinian frowned and coldly interrupted him: "you think too much."

She's really not so powerful. She can make Bo shallow obey what she says. Otherwise, she wanted to play a game last night, and Bo shallow wouldn't force her to copy the calligraphy.

Bo Ye chuckles; "You are so modest."

It's not necessary for you to be modest.

Mu Shinian thought so.

There are fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.

Bo Qian lives in the area with the highest land price in the city. Except for the top rich, others won't come at all.

After saying that, Bo Ye said nothing more.

The car is quiet.

Mu Shinian takes out his mobile phone and plays two sets of Tetris. As a result, Bo Ye suddenly steps on the brake.

Her body was pulled forward by the seat belt, and her mobile phone almost fell off her hand.

Not far ahead.

A roadblock.

The black Spyker C8, under the street lamp, twinkles with cold light.

Somehow, mu Shinian looked at him, inexplicably confused.

She frowned, pushed open the door and got out of the car.

Bo Ye also got off with a familiar smile on his face: "you're at home. Just in time, I have something to find you."

Thin shallow sat in the car, even Yu Guang didn't give him half a cent.

Within his sight, there was only the next moment of admiration.

Mu Shinian was looked at by him, and the uneasiness became stronger and stronger.

She stood where she was, completely unaware of where the murderous spirit in the air came from.

Bo Qian didn't say anything, just opened the door of the co driver's seat.

Mu Shinian was stunned, said trouble to the people on the side, and then sat in the thin car.