Erosion Bone Pet Marriage: Good morning, my wife

Early the next morning, Nancheng Airport.

The assistant looked at the time and urged Bo Qin to board the plane.

"President Bo, we're running out of time."

Bo Qin looked down at his watch, frowned and said, "There are still 10 minutes. After staying in this country for so many years, I have already developed feelings for him. If I leave, I may never come back again. Just let me stay until It's the last minute."

The assistant was a little anxious, but after thinking about it for a few minutes, he nodded with restraint: "Okay."

Bo Qin threw the phone to her and said with a smile, "Turn it off. I want to take another look at the domestic style."

The assistant took the phone, recalled the news that he had just swiped, and his heart was agitated, and then he calmed down a little.

If Boss Bo sees the news that Mrs. Bo committed suicide, let alone getting on the plane, it will be difficult not to do something out of the ordinary.

Bo Qin strode forward, walked to the edge of the stairs, supported the escalator on the second floor with both hands, and looked at the dark crowd downstairs.

Her good-looking brows and eyes were half-closed, and she seemed to glance over inadvertently, but her eyes were clearly looking for something in the crowd.

Just when she was about to feel relieved, the large LED screen opposite suddenly switched from a beauty advertisement to a news channel.

Bo Qin's brows furrowed, and he stood on tiptoe.

The picture in the video was so familiar that it made her heart hang in her throat.

"A police report was received at six o'clock this morning. A public servant in Jincheng committed suicide by taking medicine in his villa, leaving behind a suicide note and a statement of guilt. Reported by the on-site reporter."

The camera fell to Mrs. Bo's study room, and Bo Qin covered his mouth all of a sudden, his eyes seemed to be choked with pepper, and the tears couldn't stop falling down!

As soon as the assistant looked up and saw the news, his face darkened instantly, and he didn't have time to think more, so he pulled Bo Qin's arm in a panic: "Mr. Bo, there's no time! It's time to board the plane."

"Board?!"

"My grandpa is dead! You let me board the plane?!"

Like crazy, Bo Qin threw off her arm and looked at the big screen with red eyes.

"Mr. Bo! You read it wrong! You must have read it wrong!" The assistant panicked, "Old Mr. Bo should have gone to work in the city right now. This news has no beginning and end, so it must be fake. The suicide in the video The person in question is not Mrs. Bo at all."

"That's my grandfather!"

"Show me your eyes!"

"He's still wearing the watch I gave him! It's a custom-made watch! There's only one in the world!"

Bo Qin pointed at the corpse on the screen tremblingly, obviously wanting to take a few more glances, but the camera flashed by and quickly cut to the next news...

"Grandpa! Grandpa...I want to go back to find grandpa! I want to go back to see grandpa for the last time!"

She roared loudly, broke free from the restraints of the assistant in the next second, and rushed straight to the first floor!

The assistant held the ticket in her hand, and the burden on her shoulders seemed to be heavy. She took three steps and two steps, and quickly rushed in front of Bo Qin, turned around and stopped her with her arms crossed, "Miss! Can you stop messing around?" Already!"

"Can't you see it now?!"

"Master Bo is trading his own life for yours!"

"He left a confession and took all the crimes, just to give you a chance!"

"This glimmer of life was bought by him with his life! Are you going to waste it for nothing like this?!"

"Every piece of criminal evidence in Mrs. Bo's case has been handed over to the police station by Lu Jingchen! Now you go back to Jincheng, and you will be detained immediately!"