Subtle hints emerge from subtle movements.

In just a few seconds, Bo Lao retracted his gaze and said to his assistant, "I have something to talk to about with this gentleman." When we're done, I'll go back to you! ”

This assistant's full name is Yan Ao.

is Bo Feiyang's personal assistant, according to seniority, he is not as good as Bo Lao's personal butler who stayed in France, but he can definitely be regarded as a right-hand man. There are many things, and if it is inconvenient for Bo Lao to come forward, he will be handed over to do it. It is no exaggeration to say that Bo Lao's trust in him is no less than that of Bo Junchen.

His status in the Bo family is not low.

Even Bo Jinghan will respect him and call him Brother Ao.

In this way, he was even more attentive to the Bo family, and he was also shocked when he saw the man in front of him who had a seven- or eight-point portrait of Bo Jinghan.

The eyes that looked a little fierce widened unconsciously.

He looked directly at the man who was only a few steps away from him, and opened his mouth slightly.

"Don't look at it, go and look at those two little ones."

"But...... Old man, he, he ......"

"He, he, he, what? Hurry up! ”

Without waiting for the assistant Yan Ao to ease his keen mind, Bo Lao ordered sharply: "Within three seconds, I want to see you enter the door." Now countdown, three, two, one......"

Boom!

A gust of wind swept through the hallway.

Yan Ao hurriedly marched, and disappeared behind the door of the box where Meng Bao was.

The warm and beautifully decorated corridor returns to the tranquility of the past.

The faint aroma of coffee reverberates in the air.

Chi Jun dismissed his subordinates dressed as waiters, and stood facing Bo Lao, looking at each other.

After all, this should be the first time he has seen Bo Feiyang so closely.

This one, who is related to him by blood, but can't recognize each other - grandfather!

"Young man, I don't know who you are, but your face is all too familiar to me. I've seen it three times in total, and once someone deliberately framed my granddaughter and sent a disc to the police station, and you are the main character in the film. The second time I saw you, I found it on a street corner, and you took the evidence that my granddaughter had been pursuing. This is the third time! Hehe, of course, I know someone who looks at least seven or eight points similar to you, and he should be about the same age. So, do you think we are very fateful? ”

After a pause, Bo Lao hooked the corners of his mouth meaningfully, raised his hand slightly and pointed at the private room door on his side, and asked again: "Is it convenient to go in and talk?" If I'm not mistaken, the one I just mentioned, who is seven or eight points similar to you, should be in it, right? ”

"Mr. Bo—"

"Excuse me, lad, I don't want to hear any explanation from you now. I, Bo Feiyang, have always only believed in my own family's words! ”

With a wave of his hand, Bo Lao stopped Chi Jun, who was just about to speak, turned his eyes to look at him, and approached the private room with the closed door without looking back, and stretched out his hand to unscrew the door......

door.

Bo Jinghan was holding a coffee, leaning against the window and looking at the white walls and tiles outside, crawling with layers of turquoise creepers, the alleys with the unique beauty of the south of the Yangtze River, slightly distracted.

Hearing the movement, she said softly without looking back: "Brother, you can change your clothes slowly." ”

Before the words were settled, Bo Jinghan was just about to turn his head when he heard a familiar voice from the direction of the door.

Vicissitudes of life, low and dumb, but full of majesty without anger and self-authority.

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