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"My sister is dead?"

Su Qingyou didn't expect that the biggest reaction was not Bo Yan, but Bo Shen.

A middle-aged man with a concave belly looked at Bo Yuan in disbelief, "How is it possible, we don't know at all!"

"Of course we won't know, because she's telling an outright lie. ”

Bo Yan stood up with "Teng", his starry eyes seemed to be splashed with black ink, so thick that he couldn't be scratched, "Of course I checked you, but I don't want to expose you, you have already returned to China and have been in other cities for two or three years, if it weren't for the fact that you look very similar to my sister, I would have kicked you out of Wenyuan a long time ago!"

"Ah Yan......" Bo Shen's eyebrows hung into a figure-eight shape, "An An is my sister's daughter, why don't you believe it?"

Hearing a big joke, Bo Yan propped one hand on his waist, pointed to the beautiful girl with the other, and pointed to his brother, "What kind of person is my sister, what kind of person is she, what else is the same between the two of them except what they look like? A liar can be dressed like a sister, and this kind of thing has never happened!"

"Okay, I'm not here to listen to you debating whether or not I'm my mother's biological daughter!"

Bo Yu'an also stood up, winked his right eye at Su Qingyou, saw that she didn't know why, smiled, and walked to the front of the huge screen.

Suddenly, a black projection of her appeared on the screen.

"I declare by my mother's will that all the shares of Wenyuan Group in my hands will be transferred to Mr. Bo Yuheng. ”

A smug smile appeared on that delicate little face.

I saw her take out her mobile phone and tap it a few times on the phone with her bare hands, and in an instant, the proportion on the screen reversed instantly, and the proportion that originally supported the removal of Bo Yuheng dropped to 41%.

"Actually, it doesn't make sense to vote or not, after all, I transferred the equity to Brother Heng, he is already the largest shareholder of Wenyuan, and no one can grab his position. But......," she shrugged, "I have to let someone know that I'm the real thing, Bo Jin's daughter." ”

"This ......" The directors at the meeting looked at each other with angry expressions.

Zhao Shiyun's mother, Zhao Shuzhen frowned coldly, "When will a junior like you be able to speak wild words to us elders here?"

Bo Yu'an hugged his arms and stood in an extremely irregular manner, "Do you have an opinion, do you want to stand up for your uncle?" I'm sorry, Brother Heng is the chairman, and it's already an ironclad matter, and you can get out." ”

"You!" Zhao Shuzhen trembled with anger, she glared at Bo Yan, who was already pale, "hummed", and left with her bag.

"And you old guys. Bo Yu'an said unceremoniously: "What are you still doing here, let's go!"

"An An ......"

Bo Shen persuaded too late, and saw the directors leave one by one angrily, "Why are you so angry? Do you have to offend people? You don't have to deal with this, Yuheng is also a headache from you!"

"These tumors can go one by one. After Bo Yu'an finished speaking, he walked to Su Qingyou's side and smiled, "Sister-in-law, let's go too." ”

"If you were really my sister's daughter, if you really were my niece, you wouldn't do such a thing......"

Bo Yan had a terrible headache, he propped up the table with one hand, and pressed his head with the other hand, dizzy for a while.

"If you really care about Wen Yuan, you won't insert the virus USB flash drive into the computer and frame your sister-in-law!"

Bo Yu'an said something earth-shattering, "Now that you have left Wenyuan, I won't expose this matter in front of those directors! Uncle, I saw everything that day! I'm glad my mother didn't see you now, otherwise she would be disappointed!"

She threw down the last sentence and pulled Su Qingyou out.

"Ah Yan, are you okay, our dad has already fallen, you must not have anything to do......" Bo Shen worriedly hugged his younger brother, and the forehead tattoo on his forehead could pick up the playing cards.

The cold sweat on Bo Yan's face was about to drip down.

His head hurt to the point of invading his bone marrow.

"Let me calm down, let me ......"

As he spoke, his hand holding his head hung down, his eyes rolled, and he had fallen to the ground, unconscious.

#

Su Qingyou followed her on the elevator, looked at her, and stopped talking.

"I'm getting out of here. Bo Yu'an looked straight ahead and said slowly.

"Why?"

She smiled faintly, "This coming back is the last thing my mother told me before she died." ”

As far as Su Qingyou knows, Bo Jin should hold a considerable amount of shares.

Transferring all the shares to Bo Yuheng means that Bo Yuan has given up nearly 10 million of his wealth!

"I don't understand. Su Qingyou shook his head, "Transfer the shares to ......"

"You really don't understand anything, I don't feel distressed at all when I transfer this money, because Wen Yuan is going to rot, Bo is going to rot, it's rotten from the roots, hurry up, maybe you won't get into trouble." ”

Her words shocked Su Qingyou, "How is it possible, Wen Yuan?"

"When my mother transferred the equity to me, she said that if the fall of the Bo family finally needs someone to deal with the aftermath, she hopes to find someone who still has something to stick to and a bottom line in her heart, and she left the right to judge to me. I know that she loved her uncle very much when she was alive, but when I saw him do such a thing to Wen Yuan and you that night, I knew that the person who dealt with the aftermath could not be him. ”

Bo Yu'an smiled at her.

"An An, can you tell me, what is rotten, what is annihilation, what is the aftermath, why can't I understand?"

Su Qing burst into tears, but Bo Yu'an didn't explain any more, and just asked when he was about to reach the first floor: "If one day, Brother Heng has nothing, will you still love him?"

The elevator door opened.

She walked out and gave her one last look, "I don't know anything, so don't ask me." Sister-in-law, you look good, if you don't want to be implicated, leave Brother Heng quickly, but I hope you can stay by his side. ”

Once the heart will be immersed in the oil pan and fried, and then it will sink into the deep ice abyss, and it will be uncomfortable to death.

She walked out, under the blue sky, how could there be a figure of Bo Yu'an?

She looked back at Wenyuan Building, only to feel the fog lingering in her heart, but she couldn't find the direction.

"Miss. ”

Zhibai walked up to her.

Su Qingyou forced himself to settle down.

She's going to go back and make him something to eat.

"What is the result?" asked Shiro.

Yu Heng is still the successor director, and all of Bo Jin's shares have been transferred to him. She replied lightly.

"Then I can take you to Sir. ”

"What?" she didn't react for a moment, and then she suddenly remembered that they had said before that she was going to see her uncle once the matter was settled.

She looked embarrassed, she had promised to go back to Bo's house.

"Everything you want to know is about to be revealed, don't you want to know?" Zhibai had already walked to the side of the car and opened the door, "Please, miss." ”

Yes, she wanted to know who she really was and what she had to do with the Bo family.

At the very least, we can dissipate the fog a little.

Without further thought, she sat down.

After turning around, she came to her uncle's place again.

The last time she came out, it was already dark and she couldn't see anything, but this time, a building that looked like an ancient building stood in front of her.

She walked in again, smelling the faint scent she had smelled last time.

"Uncle is waiting for us in the living room?"

"To be precise, the gentleman called this a hall. He corrected.

Walking into a room four times the size of her bedroom, the first thing I saw was a gray wall with couplets and an antique painting.

"A pair of beautiful people leave a small photo, and there is no match. ”

The mahogany table was set up below, and the incense burner was burned.

Her uncle really has a deep fascination with ancient things.

"Coming?"

The uncle walked out of the other room, still holding the purple clay pot in his hand, and looked at Su Qingyou with a smile, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

He motioned for her to sit down.

She frowned and sat directly in a chair next to her.

"My name is Lu Zhilin. ”

Unlike last time, he pretended to be mysterious, he got straight to the point, which made her a little startled, "Lu Zhiling, you and my mother have the same name?"

"She is the Ling of Lingmao, and I am the Lin of the Qilin. Lu Zhilin smiled faintly, a faint wrinkle appeared at the corner of his eyes, "We are twins, I told you, and at home, I am not the favored one." ”

"What about him?" Su Qingyou pointed at Zhibai, "Who is he?"

When Lu Zhilin heard this, he showed a strange look, and then burst out laughing.

He glanced at Zhibai standing behind Su Qingyou and shook his head, "It's naughty." ”

"Then what is his last name?" asked Su Qingyou impatiently.

"His surname is Bo. ”

The fluttering words made Su Qingyou's eyes widen, first looking back at Zhibai, and then at Lu Zhilin, "This ...... What the hell is going on?"

His surname is Bo?

Su Qingyou believes that there can't be anything more coincidental in the world, and it is impossible to casually pop up a person surnamed Bo.

"That's right, just like you think, he is a member of the Bo family, and his real name should be Bo Yuze. And ......"

Lu Zhilin poured himself a cup of tea unhurriedly and took a slight sip, "You have a marriage contract." ”

#

Bo Yuheng was lying on the sofa, wrapped in a thin blanket.

"Young master, what are you anxious about, it's only three o'clock in the afternoon, Madame is back to cook for you, you should wait another two hours, you are sick, don't be careful and catch a cold again!" Steward Zhao was helpless.

He listened, wrapped himself tightly in a blanket, and never took his eyes off the wall clock in the living room.

When did it start to be so interesting to even look at your watch and move around?

In this way, he watched the second hand diligently circle around, pushed the minute hand forward a notch, and then looked at the minute hand and walked around shyly, so that he could persuade the hour hand to move slowly.

"Steward Zhao, look. He pointed to the clock and smiled happily, "It turns out that time is so cute." ”

"Young master, Madame is so happy to cook for you?" Steward Zhao sighed helplessly.

"I guess there's nothing happier than that. He tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "Go and go about your business, I'm not in a hurry at all." ”

He was still looking at the wall clock intently, the smile still on his lips, not yet gone.