In the huge hall, the lights were bright, but there was not even a human figure.
Bo Jinghan looked away and turned to the maid who was gathering her coat.
"The old man is meeting guests in the study, and young master Jingjing is following him..." After a pause, the maid looked at Lu Yan quietly, and then added: "Mr. Bo hasn't come back yet, but Miss Nuan Xia has already
I’m back and I’m resting in the bedroom now.”
Bo Jinghan said lightly "Yeah".
Just as he was about to walk to the study, he saw the door suddenly opened.
Then, my grandfather's voice, which had accumulated vicissitudes of life and was polished by time, was exceptionally elegant, but still clear and bright, came out.
"Old Rong, you have to worry so much about Hanhan!"
"There is no point in talking about it. Miss Bo has nothing to do with this matter. I just collected evidence from the side and used some connections to prevent Miss Bo from being implicated because of the small actions of those with ulterior motives. As for what happens next.
Let’s leave the work to Jiahe!”
The person speaking at this time was known to Bo Jinghan.
He is Rong Jiahe's father and the chief lawyer of the Bo Group's legal team, Rong Weiguo.
"Haha, a tiger father has no son! This kid Jiahe, you name it, he is an elite in the legal profession. In a few years, he will definitely surpass you! As for us old men... In a few years, we should be
Step back and leave these things to the children. When the time comes, we two brothers will be able to entertain our grandchildren and enjoy a leisurely and happy life!"
The two elders laughed again.
Then, from the corner of his eye, Mr. Bo happened to catch a glimpse of the pair of figures standing not far away. In his half-closed eyes, a glow of satisfaction flashed, and a smile with hidden meaning emerged, affecting the memories left by the years.
Decree pattern.
"Look, this kid really can't stand the nagging. Hanhan, why don't you come over here and say hello to your Grandpa Rong!"
The old fox narrowed his eyes and waved to her.
The little guy he was holding in his hand had already thrown away Mr. Bo and ran step by step in the direction of Bo Jinghan.
"dad……"
The childish voice, the milky voice of a child, with a strange tail sound, softly called out.
Maybe it sounds strange to other people's ears, but to everyone present who knows the child's condition, it's like the sound of nature!
"Baby, do you miss daddy?"
Lu Yan knelt down, hugged Xiao Jingjing firmly, and spoke to him with doting eyes.
"If you have a father, forget about me! Little bad boy..."
Rubbing the top of his son's hair, Bo Jinghan scolded him, but looked at the little guy in Lu Yan's arms with tender eyes.
After a while, she passed by the father and son and approached the two old people at the door of the study.
"Grandpa, Grandpa Rong!"
A calm smile blooms lightly.
Sweet but without losing the elegance and elegance of a famous lady.
And this smile was so much like the face deep in his memory that Rong Weiguo squinted his eyes unconsciously.
"Feiyang, this girl is getting more and more aggressive! I remember that the last time I saw her was a year ago..."
"It's said that women change at the age of 18, but I think this quirky little girl has changed every day in the past two years! However, her temper has not changed at all. She is very powerful and cunning.
, I really don’t know who I followed!”
Mr. Bo accepted the compliment rudely, and then shook his head and sighed: "All of us in the Bo family have the same blood..."
