Bo Qingyun's breathing sank, her face slightly pale.

Seeing that his face was not very good, the nurse spoke out and asked, "Mr. Bo, are you okay?"

Bo Qingyun held the bloody suit cloth in her hand tightly, and her voice was low: "Take good care of the old lady, I'll deal with some things."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out, opening the door to the ward.

Mrs. Bo hurriedly asked, "Qingyun, wait a moment, how is my great-grandson doing?"

Today, she heard the news that her great-grandson was sick again, so she rushed to visit her.

Unexpectedly, I encountered a car accident and did not see Xiao Xingchen, but instead became a patient.

Despite this, she still remembered the little star in her heart.

However, Bo Qingjun had already walked out of the ward, and the suffocating feeling of oppression in the house gradually disappeared.

Seeing that he was walking very fast, the nurse seemed to have something important waiting for him to deal with, so she had to turn around and comfort the old lady: "The young master is out of danger and has been sent home by Mr. Bo. It's nothing serious, don't worry."

When he heard that Xiao Xingchen was fine, Mrs. Bo finally calmed down.

"That's good, as long as Xiao Xingchen is fine."

When she thought of Xiao Xingchen, she couldn't help but think of his biological mother Xia Wanxing.

She has been away for many years.

Until now, Xiao Xingchen still doesn’t know who his mother is and whether she is still in the world.

This child.

Why......

Pitiful.

Bo Qingyun walked into the elevator and dialed Xu Chuan's phone number and ordered in a deep voice: "Cheer Xia Wanxin's current location is now."

Xu Chuan happened to work overtime at the company and immediately turned on the computer: "Okay, Mr. Bo, wait a moment, I'll look through the mobile phone number left on the contract by Miss Xia, so that you should be able to obtain the positioning."

bite--

At this moment, we arrived at the first floor.

Bo Qingyun walked out of the elevator, frowned slightly, and her voice was very cold: "Have you found it yet?"

At the same time, a familiar figure crashed into sight.

Xu Chuan said tremblingly: "Master Bo, I'm still here--"

Before he finished speaking, Bo Qingyun hung up the phone.

The person he saw was nothing but Xia Wanxin he was looking for.

Xia Wanxin was still wearing that black dress, her chin was slightly raised and her fair skin was almost transparent under the cold light, and her cheeks were red.

She has a nice figure and is a beauty that can be seen at a glance in the crowd.

She didn't notice his existence, frowned slightly, looking thoughtful, not knowing what she was thinking, but her eyes were indifferent, as if nothing could catch her eyes.

Bo Qingyun's eyes were slightly cold, and she walked over and grabbed her wrist.

A cold voice word by word: "Xia Wanxing——"

The pain in her wrist instantly pulled Xia Wanxing's thoughts out. She raised her eyes and crashed into his eyes.

His brows were cold, and his eyes seemed to have a layer of frost.

Bo Qingyun?

It’s really a narrow road for enemies!

Xia Wanxin lowered her eyes and glanced at her wrists. Her voice was frivolous but she felt a little unhappy, but she had a little charming feeling: "Mr. Bo, every time you meet, you seem to crush someone's hands. Could this be the special way for Mr. Bo to say hello?"

Bo Qingyun's clear bones clenched her hands again, pressing her against the wall of the stairwell, and her voice became colder: "I know who you are, don't be scheming or deliberately acting, Xia Wanxin!"

He got closer, as if he wanted to crush her body and his voice was as cold as Hell Shura: "Five years ago, you killed my mother in a car accident--"

"And now, you are using the same trick again and kill my grandma with the same car accident? Haven't you tasted the same as prison?"

At this moment, he completely believed that the woman in front of him was Xia Wanxin.

He didn't know what method she used to be resurrected.

But he would never let her hurt his relatives unscrupulously.

Upon hearing this, Xia Wanxin's pupils suddenly shrank.

The encounters five years ago flooded into my mind like a tide.

Back then, Bo Qingyun believed that she had hit and killed his mother.

Mrs. Bo always believed that she would not do such a thing, and persuaded Bo Qingyun to check it out again.

How could a person like Bo Qingyun overturn his sixth sense?

Even though she was imprisoned, she still remembered the trust and kindness of Old Mrs. Bo in her.

So when she was in a car accident today, she risked her identity being exposed and rescued Mrs. Bo.

And the man in front of him.

I never believed her five years ago.

Five years later, the same is true.

Even if he spends energy to investigate, he will not say such words.

But he didn't.

Because she had the same face as Xia Wanxin, this face was destined to nail her to the pillar of sin.

The charm in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she changed into a bone-like indifference: "Mr. Bo, have you always been so arbitrary in your work?"

She sneered, shook his hand away, then rubbed his wrists that were so painful and red, met his cold and angry eyes, and said with a sarcasm: "It turns out that the old lady I saved this afternoon is your grandma, and the farmer and the snake are nothing more than that."

Bo Qingyun's eyes were slightly darker, and he subconsciously didn't believe her words.

How could such a coincidence happen in this world?

Xia Wanxing raised her eyebrows lightly and her voice was slightly cold: "If I had known that Mr. Bo had treated his elders with this attitude, I should have stood by and watched."

Bo Qingyun's cold eyes gradually darkened, and she stared at Xia Wanxin's face inquiry.

At this moment, the phone ringing rang, which was very sudden, interrupting the tension between the two.

Bo Qingyun took a step back, but she was still blocking Xia Wanxin.

Xu Chuan's voice came from the phone: "Master Bo, I found it! Miss Xia is in the hospital where the old lady is hospitalized. In addition, I also found a video. The old lady was injured today. It was Miss Xia who happened to pass by and gave her first aid, so the tragedy did not lead to a tragedy."

Bo Qingyun's breathing was stagnant, and her knuckles holding her phone were slightly white: "Send the video to me."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

The next moment, I received a video sent by Xu Chuan.

The picture that Xia Wanxing teared apart his expensive suit and bandaged and fixed it to Mrs. Bo.

Seeing this, Bo Qingyun remained silent for a long time, and his expression became more and more serious.

Xia Wan's heart curled her lips, but her eyes were cold: "I originally wanted to come over to see how the old lady is, but I didn't expect Mr. Bo to be regarded as the murderer. If there was no such video, would Mr. Bo be prepared to send me to prison as you said?"

Bo Qingyun's Adam's apple rolled up and down for a round and said in a deep voice: "I will compensate Miss Xia's suit and medical expenses. In addition, thank you for saving my grandma."

Xia Wanxin looked at him lazily, his expression a little stiff.

She chuckled, her expression was cold, and there was no fluctuation in her beautiful pupils.

He thought she would say something, but he left him without saying a word.

She didn't want to be too entangled with him.

"Miss Xia."
Chapter completed!