1941. Chapter 1941 Witty and waiting for rescue 【2】
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The long handle of the porcelain spoon hit the rim of the cup, making a crisp sound.
In this quiet room, it is extremely clear.
The slender fingers belonging to Sheng Qing had already moved away from the handle of the spoon. Turning his head, he looked at Bo Jinghan, his eyes meeting hers.
The seemingly starry eyes were cast with a thin layer of shadow due to the backlight.
This made his originally warm and bright eyes look a little hazy, as if they were covered with a layer of fog, making it difficult to see through.
"Cynthia."
He called her softly, and his voice was very similar to Sheng Qing's.
It just lacks the warmth of the sun and has more calming ice.
Bo Jinghan felt uneasy and was on guard, but he still smiled gracefully and calmly. He raised his eyes and glanced at the face that always appeared distorted in nightmares after midnight dreams, and raised his eyebrows unconsciously, casually.
Make a nasal sound to answer him.
"Um?"
"As the heir to the Bo family, there is no reason why you should not know the key to the Bo family's heirloom. However, as far as I know, this key should be Mrs. Bo's...that is, your grandmother's family heirloom. It has always been passed down.
It is passed down from generation to generation, and I think it should be in the hands of your mother. May I ask, did your mother give you anything like a key?"
At this moment, Sheng Qing's expression and voice all revealed a sense of humility. He was polite, smiling and talking, and every expression seemed to be declaring his friendliness to her.
But Bo Jinghan felt an inexplicable pressure sweeping towards him.
What she saw were the fangs of the devil hidden under his hypocritical gentleman appearance...
Lowering his eyes, Bo Jinghan concealed the trembling in his eyes.
She reached out to pick up the cup, brought the light porcelain cup to her lips, took a sip of milk tea, suppressed the anxiety and panic in her heart, and looked at the liquid in the cup as if contemplating. After a while, she spoke lightly.
: "It's not that I don't want to help you, but don't you think your request is strange? Since the key you are talking about is an heirloom from my grandmother's family. She passed it on to my mother, and it will be passed down from now on.
It should be me. No matter how you put it, it's all my Bo family's things, not yours. And, I don't understand, it's just a key. To guard against gentlemen, not against villains. Since you already want to be villains, how about you?
Why do you need it? Do you want to claim to the outside world that I, an unfilial daughter, handed over the key with my own hands because I was afraid of you. You refused repeatedly and finally accepted it reluctantly? Oh, you have become a villain.
You also have to establish a sanctimonious image of a gentleman for yourself, what’s the difference between this and the image of setting up a memorial arch?”
Bo Jinghan's understatement sounded like he was protecting his own interests, but in fact he was inquiring about the specific functions of the key. At the same time, he did not forget to ridicule the two double-acting guys in front of him.
They compared it to a villain of the same level as a little bitch.
This mouth is definitely a knife, a sharp edge, poisonous, cruel and mean!
But the two of them didn't understand what the bitch in the archway meant. They just frowned when she said "gentleman and villain".
After telling her, Sheng Qing leaned forward slightly, approaching her with that pressure -
"Cynthia, it is not good to know too much. I hope you will cooperate with me!"
