Chapter 7 Purpose

"Forget that you once had a wife named Qingwan! Forget about that wife's death day, it's today! ”

Her eyes were extremely sharp, and her words carried an extreme mockery, which made it impossible to refute at all.

Bo Zhengrong's lips trembled slightly, but he couldn't say anything, because he knew that it was the truth.

Indeed, he used to have a wife named Qingwan.

And after Qingwan died, Song Lizhen took several children into the house, which is also a fact.

Song Lizhen was almost mad, just by looking at Bo Zhengrong's appearance, she knew that he was already a little shaken, not to mention whether he loved Qingwan or not, but Qingwan was a dead person after all.

For so many years, she has not completely won Qingwan, and she has won against the woman who died more than ten years ago!

But even so, she still had to pretend to be aggrieved, she couldn't scream, she couldn't be angry, she had to maintain an elegant and noble posture.

Because she is Mrs. Bo, she is Mrs. Bo!

Qingwan is no matter how powerful she is?

It wasn't like he died more than a decade ago!

She took a deep breath and kept thinking silently in her heart, so that she finally suppressed the anger in her heart.

At this time, she looked at Bo Xiuyin and said kindly: "Xiuyin, your father and I both remember that today is your biological mother's death day, and we will go over to worship after the birthday banquet is over." I also know that you must be uncomfortable, but after all, this birthday party was organized by your father, how can you do such a thing? You are so old, you should also know the impact of your doing this kind of thing on the Bo family. ”

said so, but in fact, she specially pointed out Bo Xiuyin's mistake openly.

After all, no matter how much this matter is Lao Tzu's fault, he can't directly do something that makes Lao Tzu lose face!

This son slapped Lao Tzu in the face, it was too unfilial!

And this paragraph directly made most of the guests turn their hearts towards Song Lizhen.

"That's right, even if Mr. Bo doesn't do it right, Bo Xiuyin can't directly slap Lao Tzu in the face!"

"Indeed, this is a family matter after all, as soon as Mr. Bo loses face, won't the entire Bo family be ashamed, and this Bo Xiuyin is too brainless to do things."

"You can't say that, if your biological mother dies on the day of a stepmother who is a mistress, and a birthday banquet is set up in a seven-star hotel, can you bear it? I can't bear it anyway! ”

……

There were many voices of discussion, and there were still a few people standing on Bo Xiuyin's side.

At this time, Bo Zhengrong's face was once again stained with anger and annoyance.

On the other hand, Bo Xiuyin didn't seem to hear the surrounding discussions, but just sneered and looked at Song Lizhen, as if she was a clown jumping off the beam.

She couldn't help but sneer: "Ms. Song is really sharp enough, but ...... I have to thank you for saying that it reminds me of the purpose of being here today. ”

Song Lizhen was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect Bo Xiuyin's reaction to be completely out of her expectations, she couldn't help but ask, "What?" ”

I saw that Bo Xiuyin didn't answer, but his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked a trace of evil and weird arcs, and his white hands were raised and applauded.

"Bang Bangβ€”"

Because the hall was silent, the applause was unusually obvious.

After the applause fell, the guests saw three men.