Picking up the teacup, Bo Lao squinted his eyes and took a sip.

The moment he slowly raised his head, he opened his eyes suddenly, and his voice suddenly became sharp: "I'm asking you now!" Bo Jinghan, where have you been today?! ”

opened his mouth slightly, Bo Jinghan was stunned, the alarm bell in his heart was loud, but he desperately maintained Fang Cai's calm on his face, and said slowly: "I went to see Liu Mengru, and asked people to do something, called Ye Tengda, and exposed their last mask in front of them." Later, the two of them went crazy against each other, and I followed Chi Jun to meet his stepfather. ”

Bo Jinghan calmly reported his itinerary.

The content is not the slightest discrepancy with what Bo Lao knows.

But what she didn't expect was that Bo Lao didn't seem to care about her itinerary.

He put down the teacup in his hand, suddenly stretched out his fist towards her, and spread his palm with his palm facing up: "Hand it over!" ”

"What?"

"I'll let you hand it over. Hanhan, you know what I want. Don't make me say it a third time! ”

Shrewd and vicissitudes of life, cold, deep.

Looking straight at Bo Jinghan, she felt like she had nowhere to escape.

But Bo Jinghan didn't panic at all, she smiled and met Bo Lao's gaze, and her right hand, which was pressed under her left hand, was tightly clenched into a fist.

"Grandpa, that's something my mother asked me to give me, and I don't want to give it to you. Unless you can give me a reason why I have to give you. Otherwise, I will have to go against your wishes. ”

"Hanhan, don't you listen to your grandfather?!"

Bo Lao's voice suddenly rose high, faintly revealing a bit of sharp anger, and it seemed to be a tough order to suppress his impatience.

But Bo Jinghan's stubborn temper comes up, compared with Bo Lao, he is definitely an emerging star in the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves, not under him.

"I listen to everything I need to say, but there are some things that I don't feel the need to do. Like at this point......"

Bo Jinghan's tone was gentle and soft, but every word had a kind of unspeakable and categorical spirit.

She stared at Bo Feiyang, her dark eyes full of stubbornness. If you dig deeper, you will also find a trace of provocative banter against him: "Grandpa, if the last one is, it was also left to me by my mother." I don't know what the key does, but the look on its face makes me think that the key itself is a danger, and that there may be some hidden evil. And you attach so much importance to it, presumably the danger or calamity is aimed at the Bo family. I give it to you out of complete trust in you. However, today, when I received this second key, I was thinking, will this key have something to do with the previous one? When I saw you now, I suddenly figured it out. And, these two keys are equally important. In other words, there are closely related and inseparable joints between these two keys. Am I guessing right? ”

Hearing the sound, Bo Lao furrowed his brows and was silent for a moment.

The spread palm of his hand was in the direction of Bo Jinghan, and he was a little closer: "Leave it to me." Hanhan, knowing too much won't do you any good! All you have to do is give me the keys, and that's it! ”

"Looks like I guessed right again this time."

With a smile, Bo Jinghan stood up leisurely, and suddenly reached out and pressed the ...... of Bo Lao's palm.

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