"That's the case, we're just getting noticed." Jania shrugged her shoulders, her eyes sincere, her burgundy hair making her look extremely amorous.

Bo Jingyu was skeptical, and did not speak for her words, as if he was thinking about something.

There are a lot of strange things in this.

Why, after Xin Manchun's disappearance, Mr. Hodman, the boss of the Kingdom Organization, suddenly asked to bring his wife to the meeting?

Or did he hear something and be misled by someone? Did the other party know that his wife was in trouble?

All this is confusing, and it seems that after targeting Xin Manchun, it has turned to himself.

This shouldn't be Qin Ruoning's trick, right? Or, someone is borrowing the current format and setting up a whole new game!

Who is this person? Will you be so aware of your current situation?

"Jania, what happens if you refuse?" Bo Jingyu asked without moving.

"Mr. Hodman doesn't trust people easily, and if you refuse, canceling the cooperation may be the best outcome."

Bo Jingyu's eyes changed slightly.

The woman wasn't deliberately exaggerating, and she wasn't wrong at all.

Hodman is cunning and suspicious, this is also what Bo Zhenxiong repeatedly told Bo Jingyu before setting off again, saying that he must pay attention to this man, and make him feel sincere, affectionate and righteous, otherwise, he will do a lot of terrible things.

"The meeting was already chaired entirely by Johnnyson, so why did Mr. Hodman suddenly come out of nowhere to give such a directive?"

"You mean we're misinforming?!" Jania frowned, "It was Mr. Holdman's henchman who informed us, and he called from a dedicated phone!" ”

"Really?" Bo Jingyu was noncommittal, since that man could design and modify the meeting time in the early stage, it was also possible to falsely pass on Mr. Hodman's words.

Jania seemed to have thought of this by Bo Jingyu's reminder, so her disdainful expression changed slightly.

"In any case, this is the rule of the meeting after three days, Mr. Bo, you can't abide by it." After Jania finished the last sentence, she said a few more simple polite words, then said goodbye to Bo Jingyu and left the hotel.

"Damn it!"

Bo Jingyu slammed his fist against the wall, his face distorted with anger.

He hated the feeling of being led by the nose so much! Who is behind the scenes, making it so difficult for him to walk.

In this huge chess game, who is the person sitting opposite, hiding in the depths of the fog, playing against himself?!

Suddenly, the phone rang, and Bo Jingyu was shocked, the special ringtone set up by this setting was called by Grandpa Bo!

He probably guessed seven or eight points in his heart, it should be related to this matter!

Bo Zhenxiong is still well-informed enough, it is estimated that he even knows everything about Xin Manchun's accident!

"Grandpa." Bo Jingyu picked up the phone and said respectfully.

Then there was a long silence in the room, only the sound of the wind blowing the curtains, faintly, gently.

It seemed that Bo Zhenxiong on the other end of the phone was talking, Bo Jingyu didn't snort, but the expression in his eyes became more and more solemn and violent.

"No! Absolutely not! Bo Jingyu finally spoke, with a tough attitude, and did not seem to have the slightest discussion.

"Manchun's whereabouts are unknown now, but I will never let Qin Ruoning be my wife and attend the meeting with her!"

"Xiao Yu!" Bo Zhenxiong frowned, "I know it's hard for you to accept, but at the moment we need to get through it together, otherwise, the cancellation of the meeting is small, and it is unknown whether you can leave Hong Kong alive!" ”

"Grandpa, I'm not scared, these threats don't mean anything to me." Bo Jingyu's tone was cold, "It's a big deal, I'll die here!" ”

"You!" Bo Zhenxiong was almost so angry with this stubborn grandson that he vomited blood, he coughed violently, and it sounded really bad in physical condition.

"Grandpa......" Bo Jingyu was a little soft-hearted.

"Okay, Bo Jingyu, you are not afraid of death, you are worthy of our Bo family's species!" Bo Zhenxiong was a little excited, "But you don't want to save Xiaoqing?!" ”

"Grandpa, what do you mean by that?! Do you know where she is?! Bo Jingyu hurriedly asked.

"Didn't you always believe that she was still alive, and if she was really alive, how could you die?!"

Bo Zhenxiong's words made Bo Jingyu's heart tremble violently.

After all, Jiang is still old and spicy, and Bo Zhenxiong feels that if Qin Ruoning marries into the Bo family, he will at least be worthy of his deceased comrades-in-arms.

He can ignore the ridiculous things that this woman did before, as long as he continues to put her under house arrest, there should be no mistakes, and Bo Jingyu's side can tide over the difficulties smoothly.

It's just a stopgap measure. Regardless of whether Xin Manchun lives or dies, Bo Zhenxiong must also ensure that Bo Jingyu does not seek short-sightedness and ensures that this meeting goes 100% smoothly!

Bo Zhenxiong has been far-sighted and has considered many, many things.

In fact, Bo Jingyu understands all of this, but what can he say.

Yes, I can't die yet, if Xin Manchun's stupid woman is really alive, who will take care of her? Would it be painful if she knew of her death?

Bo Jingyu was silent, and his eyes were slightly red.

And Bo Zhenxiong on the other end also let out a long sigh and said slowly: "I will arrange the fastest flight for Xiao Ning today, and I should be able to get to Hong Kong early tomorrow morning, you can arrange it again and tell her about the meeting." ”

"After all, she is also everyone's lady, there will be no mess, and the power of the Qin family will definitely give you a long face."

"But......" Bo Jingyu moved his throat, but finally did not say the following words.

"Okay, let's just get ready to go."

Leaving the last sentence, Bo Zhenxiong hung up the phone, leaving only the busy sound of "doodoo" on the other end of the phone, as if it was another empty world.

Bo Jingyu slammed his phone to the ground, his eyes red.

The room fell into deathly silence again.

Outside the window, the snow was falling, and although Christmas was over, the streets were still covered with Christmas-themed scenes, and the whole atmosphere was warm and pleasant.

But all this has nothing to do with Bo Jingyu.

He slowly crouched down, buried his head in his knees, and clenched his fists tightly with his hands.

A small snowflake was blown in by the wind, inadvertently falling on Bo Jingyu's head, and then slowly melted without a trace.

For more than 20 years, he has made outstanding achievements, is well-known in the industry, and has been burdened with hundreds of millions of worth of assets.

But there had never been a time when he felt so sad and his heart was as dead as this moment.