Seeing the unspoken sourness in Mr. Bo's eyes, the old housekeeper smiled secretly, lowered his eyes, and put the book in his hand back on the bookshelf behind the old man.
Then, he pretended that he had not detected the sour smell that was almost overflowing the room, and responded calmly:
"Oh, it's good. That young man is quite good. He was also injured because of the eldest lady. I saw that the eldest lady was flustered and anxious at that time, so she must have cared about the young man.
.Speaking of which... Master, this is a marriage that you personally brokered. At first you were worried that you might have made a mistake, but now it seems that this is a good marriage!"
Well, it's a good thing he didn't mention this, but once he did, the sour smell in the room became even stronger.
Mr. Bo instantly retreated into the shadows. His eyes were full of dissatisfaction and depression. It was as deep as a deep pool. He couldn't even see the bottom, let alone anyone who could find out what he was thinking at the moment.
In fact, the old man's thoughts at the moment are really simple.
He was just blaming himself.
I really don’t know what I was thinking at the time. Why did Mao discover by chance the photo of the boy who looked so similar to Gemini when he was a child? Why was he so curious that he went to investigate further? And why was he investigating?
Minghou planned a good show with his own hands, and pushed his sweet girl into the arms of that boy?!
Damn it, I can’t blame others at all. This was all my doing, and he was the one who caused it all!
Oh, it’s not just this. Back then, the little bastard Terence in the temple seemed to have threatened Jinghan with the survival of the Bo family. He was not afraid of this old bone, but Jinghan was very affectionate.
, she would never let the Bo family that he worked so hard to manage be destroyed in her hands. Therefore, Terence successfully threatened her, making her have to bow her head, and had to...
The old man is getting more and more depressed the more he thinks about it. If he puts two mushrooms on his head right now, they will probably take root and sprout directly on his head, right?
The old housekeeper turned around and saw the old man's depressed and troubled look. To use a more popular metaphor, his expression was even better than the constipated look just now. Well, if it were to change the time, change the background, and change the location
He went to the bathroom. When the mirror in front of the sink reflected the expression on his face, he was afraid that even he would think that he had been constipated for several days.
"Master? Master? What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way? Do you want to call Dr. Xia over?"
Something doesn’t look right about this situation!
The old housekeeper immediately came over, stretched out his hand to support Mr. Bo, and subconsciously reached for the phone.
But Mr. Bo suddenly turned his head at this moment, glared at him fiercely, and sneered coldly: "Nothing!"
"master……"
"I'm fine, I just thought of something and felt a little unhappy."
Waving his hand, Mr. Bo calmed down the old housekeeper and calmed down his own mind at the same time.
Hey, things have come to this point. It's useless to think about it now. It's better to put it all behind and see how the situation is on Hanhan's side first. He has to think of helping out. Well... still
He had to worry about Lu Yan!
Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head and his eyes fell directly on the old housekeeper, "That kid Lu Yan told me that he wants to come here and he wants to see Jing Han!"
