It's also her. She steps the whole world under her feet. It seems that only by submitting to her can there be an inch of space!
For what?
I worked so hard. As a result, because my family background is not good, I will be despised by the family behind her again and again!
Bo Jinhua thought of the depths and coughed hard. He grabbed a glass of water and took two mouthfuls. Only then did he find a little reason to come back.
"Hoo!"
Bo Jinhua covered his heart. It was already cool there.
There's no need to beat for who and be soft hearted for who!
……
Out of the study, Bo Ye goes to the downstairs kitchen and orders the cook to cook some medicine to help sleep.
After doing all this, he took the medicine his mother should take in the evening and went upstairs.
Vaguely, I could hear the chef's door in the kitchen downstairs, praising in surprise: "the young master is so filial."
"Yes, that's not true. On the master's and lady's side, he hasn't fallen on either side, and he is so kind to the second young master. I can't find the slightest fault with him."
These words blew in Bo Ye's ears like a gust of wind, and then disappeared.
There was no trace left, and there was almost no shadow.
It's no use praising them.
What is the use of defending against injustice in the eyes of others.
It's no use at all.
Bo Jinhua is not the kind of person who can listen to others.
Bo Ye sneers and puts a dark radian on his lips, which is very ironic.
……
Mrs. Bo hasn't fallen asleep yet.
When Bo ye came in, she put a gentle smile on her face: "you're coming."
"Your medicine." Bo Ye puts the medicine in front of her, and then brings a small plate of rock candy.
When Mrs. Bo saw it, she smiled gently: "please send it to me."
"Nothing." Instead of walking away immediately, Bo Ye asks, "how are you?"
"Much better." Mrs. Bo breathed out. She looked at the door. After Bo Ye shook his head at her, she said, "I'm too anxious. Now it's all right. Don't worry."
Bo Yeen said, "Dad, I don't like your little moves. If you still want to get on well with him, don't make those ideas."
Mrs. Bo sighed meaningfully, "well, I know."
Bo Ye nodded: "then have a good rest. I'll go out first."
"Wait a minute."
Mrs. Bo stood up and told him, "today, people from Bo Qian's mother came."
"..." Bo Ye frowned, "what are they doing here?"
"What else can I do?" Speaking of this, Mrs. Bo was full of depression. She sighed and complained, "it's not for the sake of inheritance. Your father sent them away, but, how to say, we should be on guard."
"They won't give up, and that group of people is not a good stubble."
Not just good stubble.
In order to avoid their influence, Bo Jinhua has been making continuous efforts over the years.
But Bo Jinhua didn't dare to go too far. After all, the outside world was watching. After the previous Mrs. Bo's death was unclear, some people began to keep thinking about what they shouldn't have.
If this happens again, it is uncertain what it will look like.
At that time, it will be really bad if we start the mixing of various forces while there is a chaos.
Mrs. Bo looks at Bo Ye in deep thought and is ready to move.
She counted, patted Bo Ye on the shoulder and said low, "your father's biggest opponent now is Bo Qian's mother's family, if."
"Impossible."