In their eyes, this son was restrained, calm and measured.
What happened today was just like that of an adolescent boy of seventeen or eighteen, impulsive and passionate.
What about next time? If something happens to Gu Luoqi, can he hand over his life again?
Bo Jinyan lowered his eyes slightly.
After a long while, he smiled and said, "What about me?"
"Say it again?!" Mrs. Bo's face was full of disbelief. They had no longer cared about what happened today. As a result, Bo Jinyan still didn't know how to repent?
Bo Jinyan pulled his lower lip and said seriously, "I don't think I did anything wrong."
"Jin Yan!" Mrs. Bo's blood surged and she almost lost her balance. She closed her eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "When did you become like this? For a girl, look what you have become now.
How's it going?"
Crazy.
Don't want anything anymore.
Even the reason he was always proud of was gone.
This is not Bo Jin Inkstone.
At least it's not the Bo Jinyan they are familiar with.
Bo Jinyan was silent for a moment and put the documents on the table.
Mr. Bo suddenly felt bad: "What is this?"
"Equity Transfer Letter." Facing the astonished looks of the two people, Bo Jinyan explained calmly: "I have already signed my name. What happened today is that the company does not belong to me alone. I really should not bet on the company without authorization."
Mrs. Bo looked at the document in disbelief and took a weak step back, almost falling.
Mr. Bo supported him, his eyes full of disbelief.
"Are you serious?"
"Yes." Bo Jinyan was still calm: "I'm sorry."
"..."
Both the Bo family and his wife were a little dumbfounded.
Mrs. Bo grabbed Mr. Bo's hand and asked coldly: "Tell me again? You are not worthy of being the heir, right?"
"Well, I'm not qualified."
Bo Jinyan looked at her calmly.
As crazy as Mrs. Bo's eyes were, he was as calm as ever.
Huge financial resources and power were placed in front of him, but he was not moved at all.
Mr. Bo closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, his eyes were filled with calm madness: "Okay, you don't want the palace group, but what about me as your father? Do you still recognize me?"
Bo Jinyan frowned, not quite understanding what he meant.
Mrs. Bo's expression changed and she wanted to stop her, but it was too late.
Mr. Bo shouted to the butler: "Bring the whip!"
"..."
The butler's expression also changed.
"Sir, this..."
"Bring it here!" Mr. Bo's face was serious, as if it was about to freeze.
The housekeeper was startled for a moment, then frightened and hurriedly fetched the whip.
Mrs. Bo felt distressed and held his hand: "No! Don't do it!"
"I have to beat him to change his mind today." Mr. Bo looked at his son angrily. He had put so much effort into this son since he was a child, but now he is so disappointed.
For a girl, he was willing to risk his life!
Can these twenty-four years of education teach such a lunatic?
Mrs. Bo knew that he was angry and wanted to stop him, but it was too late.
Mr. Bo held the whip with an expressionless expression and swung it down hard.
Bang! A sound.
The sound of flesh splitting open was horrifying.
Bo Jinyan's face remained expressionless, and he didn't even bend his body. His back was straight and stubborn.
The housekeeper couldn't bear to look at it and turned his eyes away.
Mrs. Bo hurriedly hugged Mr. Bo's hand and said nervously: "Don't fight, tell me carefully, don't fight!"
"What's there to say? Do you think he can explain it to you?" Mr. Bo grabbed her hand away and yelled at the housekeeper beside him: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Pull Madam away!"