"Master Bo, are you leaving? You've been drinking, I'll accompany you."
Bo Jincheng smiled, patted the woman's cheek with his finger, and lowered his voice and said, "My mother is here."
The woman didn't understand it at first. After turning a corner, her face suddenly turned shy.
"Bo, Mrs. Bo?"
"Yes." Bo Jincheng smiled heartlessly. He raised his lower lip and said, "My mother always hates my association with you. Moreover, if she is unhappy, she will usually resort to some means to prevent the situation from happening.
If the commotion becomes ugly, it will be difficult to handle."
They have also heard of some of Mrs. Bo's methods.
At this moment, when he heard Bo Jincheng say this, he was frightened and backed away.
"Mrs. Bo must have something urgent to do with you, so I won't delay you."
Bo Jincheng smiled and patted her face twice. Seeing that the skin under his hands felt very good, he pinched her twice more and joked coolly: "You are really good at eloquence. It would be a pity to be a young lady."
This sentence was a pun, and the woman's face suddenly turned red and white.
Bo Jincheng said some things that were relevant to the situation, then left his friends and went to a separate box.
Mrs. Bo was sitting on the sofa, and when she saw him coming in, a heavy coldness suddenly passed over her face.
"Mom, it's not appropriate for you to come here."
Bo Jincheng picked up a glass of ice water, sobered up and drank, and said, "It would be bad if you saw something you shouldn't see."
Mrs. Bo was furious when she saw him like this.
"What's your situation now? What are you doing here? What's the point of hanging out with those shabby young men all day long?"
Bo Jincheng groaned and said slowly: "It's not interesting, but we have similar interests, so we have a common topic."
Mrs. Bo's face suddenly stiffened.
Bo Jincheng continued to speak slowly: "Besides, I thought you would be happy to see me like this. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'd always be worried that I would grab something that doesn't belong to me."
"You're blaming me, aren't you?" Mrs. Bo asked back.
But Bo Jincheng shook his head and said exaggeratedly: "How dare you? You are my mother. You do everything for my own good and think about me. You don't need to ask my opinion at all."
"Jincheng!" Mrs. Bo said tiredly: "I wish you well, and I don't want you to grab things that don't belong to you. Bo Jin Inkstone was raised by your father, and those in the Bo family only recognize Bo Jin Inkstone.
If you fight against him, what will happen to you? No one is on your side, even your father will dislike you and think you are restless."
"An'an?" Bo Jincheng seemed to have heard a big joke.
"Is it like you? Just be a noble lady and don't care about anything else? That's you, not me. I am also my father's child, and I am also the legitimate son of the Bo family. Why can't I have the right to inherit? All of you
I know people are partial, and I will fight for what I want. How can this be wrong?"
"You helped me arrange everything without asking my opinion, and you still did it in the name of doing good for me? So now that I'm a waste as you wish, you don't like it anymore?"
Mrs. Bo couldn't speak for a while.
Bo Jincheng seemed to be taking advantage of the drunkenness, so he talked a little more.
"Mom, if you don't want me to fight with Bo Jinyan, just leave my life alone. I'm living a pretty good life now, free and easy."