Bo Wunian's heart was stinging, but Zhou Zile stabbed him in the heart again: "You are fighting, why aren't you hurt on your face?"

After Zhou Zile finished speaking, he seemed to think of something: "I watched that video, Fu Yan clearly punched you in the stomach! It would be that he would hit him where he could not see, but you would hit him where he could see, right?"

Bo Wunian's face, which was not good-looking, was even more ugly: "If you don't speak, no one will think you are mute!"

"Tsk, you're so angry that you're so embarrassed? But it's useless to get angry at me. Fu Yan's move was a little bit sinister, but if you hurt you, it would make Chen Chu feel sorry for him. It's not a little clever."

Zhou Zile said, looking at Bo Wunian, it was not enough, and added: "Your fight not only made you lose face, but also pushed Fu Yan in front of Chen Chu. Do you really hate Chen Chu, Ah Nian?"

"……roll!"

Zhou Zile's words were heartbreaking. He clearly saw Fu Yan taking action after taking action, but now that he fought in this battle, he ran away like a loser, but Fu Yan won everything.

I don’t know who sent the video of Bo Munian and Fu Yan fighting at Shen Jinsheng’s birthday dinner. Anyway, I was so crazy that I just went crazy after I sent it out.

After Mr. Bo learned about this, he asked Bai Sheng to call Bo Munian. Then Bai Sheng called several times and told no one to answer the answer.

Mr. Bo was so angry that he couldn't sleep. After calling Chen Jinsheng to apologize, he sat in the study until after eleven o'clock.

Bo Zhemao fell asleep at about ten o'clock, but now it was almost twelve o'clock. Bai Sheng couldn't help but mention it: "Old sir, it's almost twelve o'clock."

Hearing Bai Sheng's words, Old Man Bo looked up at him and said, "Help me get my phone."

Bai Sheng knew that Mr. Bo was going to call Bo Munian again, so he had to take the cell phone on the desk to him.

Bo Zhemao took his cell phone and wore reading glasses to find Bo Wunian's number.

And at this time, inside the ward.

Zhou Zile stopped talking, and Bo Wunian's ears finally became quiet, but it didn't take long for his quietness to ring his cell phone.

Bo Wunian took a look and found that the phone number was called by Mr. Bo.

When he got off the plane, he saw several missed calls from Bai Sheng. For what, I don’t have to think about it.

He was very upset at the time and didn't want to explain anything to Mr. Bo. He didn't expect that Mr. Bo would call him in person so late.

Hearing the phone call, Zhou Zile, who was standing beside him, also raised his head. Seeing the caller ID, he raised his eyebrows and left the ward with tactfulness.

Bo Wunian looked at his phone, and it took nearly ten seconds before he pressed to answer: "Grandpa."

"I asked you to celebrate Chen Jinsheng's birthday, but you started fighting at his birthday party? A Nian, do you really don't want to get back with Chen Chu?"

Bo Wunian pursed her lips: "I'm sorry, grandpa."

"Why did you fight with Fu Yan? Did that kid say something?"

Bo Munian didn't say anything. Old Master Bo waited for a while, but before he could explain, he was so angry that he smashed the book in his hand: "B Munian are you dumb?"

"It's not too early, grandpa, please take a break early."

Bo Munian said, and was about to hang up the phone, the next second I heard Mr. Bo ask him angrily: "Do you really don't want to get back with Chen Chu?"

Hearing this, Bo Wunian paused his hand slightly, and he wanted to say yes, but in the end, he pursed his lips, but still couldn't say it: "No-yes."
Chapter completed!