Shen Qiqi looked at Bo Chi as if he were an idiot, "When I die and meet your brother one day, I can help you ask."
Until everyone was about to burn paper for Bo Yu, Butler Mao ordered the kitchen to prepare lunch in advance. Since Shen Qiqi established the so-called Bo family rules, now the servants of the entire Bo family automatically follow Shen Qiqi's orders. Look, whether the newly planted flowers in the garden or the three meals a day, they are all arranged according to Shen Qiqiu's taste.
Lunch is a traditional home-cooked meal, which Shen Qiqi loves the most. One person can enjoy two bowls of rice.
"Sister-in-law, Yiming said that he would like to find time to visit my family. Do you think you will have time?"
After finishing the last bite of rice, Shen Qiqi raised her head and looked at Bo Xuan, "Who is Yiming?"
"..."
Bo Xuan introduced her again solemnly, "My boyfriend, Lu Yiming, is the president of our school's basketball club."
"Oh, I remember, you fought Qin Xue just because of him."
Inexplicably, this conversation sounds familiar.
"You can fall in love, you can hold hands and kiss, but you are not allowed to do anything else. Otherwise, believe it or not, I will break your legs?"
Bo Xuan nodded immediately, "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I am sensible."
If you have a sense of humor, would you fight with someone else over a man, or in school?
Glancing at Bo Xuan with cold eyes, Shen Qiqi stood up and said, "Butler Mao, do you have the key to Bo Yu's room?"
"Madam, the young master's room is not locked. You can go in at any time."
After all, it is Bo Yu's room. No one dares to break in unless he gives his permission.
"Does the young lady need to find something?"
"Oh, boring, just take a look, what, do you have any opinions?"
Butler Mao immediately put on a professional smile and said, "I don't dare, the eldest young master doesn't like people's things to be touched randomly. The eldest young mistress just remembers to return them to their original places."
"Where do people belong after they die? If I take them all out and throw them away, can he still crawl out from the ground and beat me up?"
Butler Mao repeatedly echoed, "Young lady is right, if you need anything, please just ask me."
The other three people looked at Butler Mao with disdain on their faces, "Butler Mao, you are so cowardly!"
Shen Qiqi went to Bo Yu's room on a whim when she was burning paper just now. Wouldn't it be better if there was any suicide note or something like that?
What rich people fear most is that if they die suddenly, their property will not be distributed in time. Many people will choose to draft a suicide note early.
They say Bo Yu is smart, he must have thought of this little thing.
It's funny to say that Bo Yu's room is right across from hers, but she has never gone in even once after being married to the Bo family for so long.
As expected, the door has no lock and can be pushed open easily. The room is large and mainly gray and white, a typical men's style.
After walking around for a while, Shen Qiqi's eyes were immediately attracted to a specimen rose on the bedside table.
The rose was almost withered, but it still looked beautiful after being made into a specimen.
Shen Qiqi took a second look before starting to rummage through the boxes.
Except for some old company documents and instructions for various furniture in the house, there are very few personal belongings of Bo Yu.
"Bo Yu will be 29 after the new year. Has he lived the life of a monk for the past few decades? You can even find a few comic books in Shen Zhisu's room."
Shen Qiqi couldn't help but murmur, her eyes suddenly glanced at the highly designed lockers by the window.
The first drawer there is locked, and it's still a combination lock.