1603. Chapter 1603 Heaven's law is manifest and retribution is unhappy [62]
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?!"
Opening his mouth slightly, Bo Jinghan was stunned for a moment, alarm bells blaring in his heart, but his face was trying desperately to maintain the calmness just now, and he said slowly: "I went to see Liu Mengru, and asked people to do something, and called Ye Tengda
, exposed their last mask in front of them. Later, those two people went crazy fighting each other, and I followed Chi Jun to meet his adoptive father."
Bo Jinghan calmly reported his itinerary.
There is no difference in the content from what Mr. Bo knew.
But what I didn't expect was that Mr. Bo didn't seem to care about her schedule.
He put down the tea cup in his hand, suddenly stretched out his fist toward her, and spread his palm with his palm facing upward: "Hand it over!"
"What?"
"I asked you to hand it over. Hanhan, you know what I want. Don't let me say it a third time!"
His shrewd and experienced eyes are cold, stern and 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 Mr. Bo's gaze. The right hand under her left hand was tightly clenched into a fist.
"Grandpa, that is what my mother asked me to give to me. I don't want to give it to you. Unless you can give me a reason why I must give it to you. Otherwise, I can only go against your wishes."
"Hanhan, don't you listen to grandpa?!"
Bo Lao's voice suddenly rose to a high pitch, faintly revealing a bit of sharp anger, and seemed to be a strong command suppressing the anxiety.
But Bo Jinghan's stubborn temper has come up. Compared with Mr. Bo, he is definitely an emerging star who pushes forward the waves from behind in the Yangtze River, and is not inferior to him.
"I will listen to every word that needs to be heard, but there are some words that I feel are not necessary to implement. Just like this time..."
Bo Jinghan's tone of voice was gentle and gentle, but every word contained an unmistakable and decisive spirit.
She stared at Bo Feiyang, her dark eyes filled with stubbornness. If she dug deeper, she would find traces of it, and she teased him provocatively: "Grandpa, the last one was left to me by my mother.
I don't know what the key does, but the look on your face when you saw it made me think that the key itself is a danger, and there may be some hidden danger. But you attach so much importance to it, I guess that danger may be something.
The disaster is aimed at the Bo family. I gave it to you out of complete trust in you. However, today, when I received the second key, I was thinking, this key will
Doesn't it have any inextricable relationship with the previous one? Seeing your appearance now, I suddenly figured it out. At the same time, these two keys are equally important. In other words, these two keys
There are closely related and inseparable joints between the keys. Am I right?"
Hearing the sound, Mr. Bo frowned and remained silent for a moment.
The open palm moved closer to Bao Jinghan: "Leave it to me. Hanhan, it's not good for you to know too much! Just give me the key!"
"It seems that I guessed it right again this time."
With a clear smile, Bo Jinghan stood up leisurely, and suddenly stretched out his hand to press Mr. Bo's palm...
