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Chapter 144

After the call with Shang Hao, Qin Songyao swept the supermarket and made Bo Mansion's kitchen busy, and everything was not missing.

The vegetables were almost done, so she went back to Bo Mansion first, took people to arrange the venue in the back garden, and arranged the people below to handle the ingredients. When Shang Hao and the others arrived, she opened fire.

She was busy until after four o'clock, and she stood under the window and drank two sips of tea.

Suddenly, Bo Ningzhen called by phone.

"Hey, aunt?"

Bo Ningzhen didn't know what was going on, so she lowered her voice and blamed her, "What the hell are you doing!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another voice came in. Before Qin Songyao could speak, Bo Ning really hung up the phone in a hurry.

Qin Songyao was confused.

She thought about Bo Ning's tone, and it felt like she was making a secret call, otherwise, she would have been cursing.

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

She was a little worried whether it was a barbecue restaurant or a job outside, someone was stabbed to the old house.

"Madam, Boss Qian just called and said that today's seafood was here and asked if you would like to pick up the best ones for you."

Qin Songyao put aside his thoughts and took a look at the time. It was still early at five o'clock.

She replied to Li's mother and said, "I'll go and choose it myself."

"OK."

Qin Songyao went downstairs and drove out.

Before I arrived at the seafood supermarket, another phone call came over.

She picked it up and saw that it was called by Mrs. Bo.

"Auntie, is there anything wrong?"

Mrs. Bo's voice was faint and said, "You come to the old house now."

Qin Songyao became alert, stopped on the roadside, and said, "Am I alone?"

"Well, Ayan probably is still in a meeting. Don't bother him, come here alone."

Qin Songyao was basically sure that something happened when he said this.

Her past is full of dangers.

Although it is the 21st century, the rules of the Bo family’s old house have not kept pace with the times at all.

When she got married, although the old lady was protecting her, she was also a supporter of the rules. She made a big mistake several times, but she had been to the ancestral hall and kneeled down.

Tell it to Zhen Wenrou. Zhen Wenrou felt that she was telling stories. What era is this? There is even a saying of a ancestral hall.

She didn't say much to Mrs. Bo and hung up the phone.

To be honest, she is not afraid of anything else.

She was afraid that the Bo family's ancestral hall would be built in the corner of the entire garden, and there was no one in it. When night fell, it looked like a haunted house.

No, it's a haunted house.

There is also family law in the ancestral hall. According to family servants, Bo Siyan was also subjected to family law when he was a child.

Thinking of this, her back felt cold.

Without hesitation, I still called Bo Siyan.

They are all divorced, and she doesn't want to be beaten by the Bo family.

The phone call was called and it was passed, but no one answered.

Mrs. Bo did not lie to her, Bo Siyan was really in a meeting.

Putting down his cell phone, Qin Songyao thought for a while and called Bo Mansion.

——

Shang Hao called Chen Bosen, accompanied Pei Shaoting, and mentioned Pei Qi, Pei Shaoting pushed three times and four times.

"That kid doesn't like partying."

"Then what did Qin Songyao ask him to do?"

"Qin Songyao invited me?" Pei Shaoting was shocked.

Shang Hao didn't care and said casually: "I specially reminded me to take Pei Qi with me."

Pei Shaoting was eating fruits at that time, but when he heard this, the fruits were no longer sweet.

For a moment, I didn’t know whether to be happy for Pei Qi or to observe silent observation for Bo Siyan.

After thinking about it, he decided to be a person and refused for Pei Qi.

Unexpectedly, Shang Hao thought he was too long-winded, so he hung up the phone and called Pei Qi directly.


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