Bo Jinyan pursed his lower lip and said coldly: "I'll go back tomorrow."
"Oh, do you want to settle accounts with me?" Mrs. Bo's voice was still cold, without any fluctuation.
"Yeah." Bo Jinyan's answer was straightforward.
Mrs. Bo took a breath and tried her best to maintain a calm tone: "Do you have to talk to me in such a shady manner? You know, I am doing it for your own good."
"It's so good, I don't need it." Bo Jinyan also had a headache.
If these people were not his relatives, his methods would probably be much more extreme.
He fell in love and found a partner, but why did he arouse so many people's opposition?
Ask him to tell him that this is his own business. If anyone dares to meddle in others' affairs, he will definitely not let this person go.
Mrs. Bo said angrily: "You and her are really not suitable. Your father and I both agree on this. There are so many girls in the world, why do you have to find Gu Luoqi?"
Bo Jinyan's attitude was also very cold.
Even after hearing this sentence, he can still remain calm now.
"Why can't it be her?"
There was silence on the other side of the phone again.
I have experienced this kind of situation once before.
Bo Jinyan investigated it privately, but still didn't know the reason why it couldn't be Gu Luoqi.
The high-sounding excuses Mrs. Bo told Father Bo were not the reasons at all.
There must be something hidden behind this.
Mrs. Bo's words were evasive again: "What else could be the reason? I told you that you two are not suitable."
"What are you hiding from me?" Bo Jinyan smiled slightly, "You can't think that Gu Luoqi is my biological sister."
"..." Mrs. Bo was speechless.
She struggled for a while, and even her voice became weak: "Your father is not that kind of person!"
"Ah."
Bo Jinyan chuckled lightly.
He didn't say anything, but it still made people feel cold at their feet.
Mrs. Bo was on the other side of the phone, her momentum instantly weakened.
Even the accusations were forgotten.
She moved her lower lip and her tone was a little weak: "You, don't misunderstand your father..."
"No misunderstanding."
Bo Jinyan was silent for a moment and said, "I am not qualified to judge his choices, what he did, and his life."
"..." On the other side of the phone, the last trace of blood on Mrs. Bo's face disappeared.
She gripped the sofa tightly, her voice trembling; "Why, why did you say that suddenly?"
In a tense atmosphere.
But Bo Jinyan suddenly laughed. The stalemate just now seemed to be just an illusion. He now regained his composure: "It's nothing. If it's okay, I'll hang up."
"Jinyan!"
Mrs. Bo suddenly called out to him: "You, don't think too much."
"Okay." After Bo Jinyan finished speaking, he hung up the phone. He leaned against the wall and stared blankly.
He really has no right to influence other people's choices.
Even if this person is his father.
Because, in the final analysis, it seems that the so-called father has never done anything to regret him.
So, why bother.
…
Mrs. Bo was not so calm.
In the past few days, chaos has occurred one after another, and Mrs. Bo was already exhausted mentally and physically. Now, she heard a few words from Bo Jinyan.
She was so excited that her head hurt even more.
The servant was afraid that something might happen to her, so she immediately called the family doctor.
Mr. Bo heard about this and rushed back immediately.