Chapter 896

The housekeeper seemed calm, but in fact there was a cold sweat on his back.

He could not see anything strange on his face, but his heart was like a drum. In a few minutes, several ideas had passed through his mind.

Bo Qian's mother has left for many years. The name seems to have become a taboo. No one dare to mention it easily. Even Bo Jinhua seems to have forgotten the existence of such a hairy wife.

Now he suddenly asked what it was.

Is there any action, or suddenly just think of such a person, so I specially mention it?

Time passed.

Bo Jinhua quietly looked at the housekeeper, sighed and opened his mouth with some melancholy: "I still want to thank you. It all depends on you. After all, my father is probably no different from his enemy."

"Ah Yi left early. Bo Qian, the child, is very affectionate and natural. He listens to you because you are ah Yi's old knowledge. Even my biological father should envy this posture."

The housekeeper was so weak that he almost knelt down.

He smiled awkwardly, waved his hand and clarified: "Sir, look what you're talking about. There's a misunderstanding between you and the young master. As for me, I'm an old man. The young master is a good man and will always be kind to me. How can I compare my kindness to him with your family relationship with the young master?"

Bo Jinhua raised his hand and patted the Housekeeper on the shoulder.

Such a shot seemed to weigh tens of thousands of kilograms. The housekeeper stood stiff for fear that Bo Jinhua would detect his inner fear.

"Here you are."

Bo Jinhua handed a bank card to her.

The housekeeper looked at it and hurried back two steps: "no, no, no, sir, what do you mean? These are what I should do. I dare not accept your money."

"You should keep it." Bo Jinhua held his hand and stuffed the bank card into his hand: "Bo Qian listened to you. Now he and mu Shinian have separated. In fact, it's good to separate. Isn't my son starting to work obediently now? It shows that mu Shinian is really a disaster."

"As for you, give Bo Qian a good advice. There are many good girls. There is no need to put everything down for the sake of admiring the time."

After listening to this sentence, the housekeeper clattered at the bottom of his heart, but he was still embarrassed and scratched his head: "well, sir, you really flatter me. I can't count on what I say. There's no reason for the young master to listen to me. Besides, the young master is so big. Who do you like? He's willing to make his heart clear."

"Sir, if I had spoken so effectively, the young master would have had an object, wouldn't he?"

Bo Jinhua held the card. Finally, he put the card on the table: "after you left the old house for a few years, you and I began to get separated after all. You don't want to help with such a little busy."

"No, sir, that's not what I mean." The housekeeper is also a playwright, and his expression is as euphemistic as possible: "I'm not unwilling to help, but if I really want to do so, the young master should drive me out of the house."

Bo Jinhua smiled: "the card is right here. Are you sure you want to think about what to do? Answer me again."

Then he walked out slowly.

The housekeeper stared at the card and sighed helplessly.