Married on behalf of a famous family: Mr. Bo, get a divorce!

Bo Shaochen's voice continued: "Secondly, your mother, who is known to have you as an illegitimate son with an unlucky father, is now the richest man in Qingcheng, so you say, let her seduce the mayor of Los Angeles casually, the outside world will No one will believe it?"

Hearing this, Song Hanyue's expression finally changed.

He stared at the man: "Bo Shaochen, I warn you, don't touch my mother."

The latter sneered coldly, and asked indifferently: "Mr. Song, before you speak, why don't you think about whether your warning will be useful to me?"

Song Hanyue was bound by Bai Feng, leaning on a chair that was only big enough for one person, her hands were not only tied, but also handcuffed.

Bo Shaochen's words completely angered him. The man's black eyes turned red, and the cruel factor in his bones seemed to be awakened. He stared at him with bloodthirsty eyes, and said in a warning tone: "If you dare to make a fuss about her, I will fight you hard."

Compared to Song Hanyue, Bo Shaochen seemed to be underplaying a lot: "I'm afraid that you will die without a place to bury you before you fight me hard."

People with a well-thought-out plan are always more calm and calm.

Song Hanyue stared at him and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

The latter's thin lips moved slightly, and his eyes fell on him indifferently: "Isn't what I said obvious enough?"

Song Hanyue sneered: "I said I touched her, or I said I didn't touch her, it makes no difference, you don't have to believe it, I can lie."

Bo Shaochen curled his lips calmly, stared at him, and said slowly: "If you lie, I can arrange someone to fabricate the rumor about your mother's cheating tomorrow."

After saying that, he adjusted his sitting posture and continued to speak slowly: "A woman who is over half a century old should not be able to bear too much blow. If you don't care about her life, I have no problem with what you want to say."

Bo Shaochen didn't bother to do this kind of despicable method, and now he said it in front of Song Hanyue, just to get the truth.

In his opinion, the only person who can threaten Song Hanyue now is his mother.

The mother who gave birth to him and raised him.

Song Hanyue looked at Bo Shaochen and felt that she had never hated him so much. As a son of man, he had been ridiculed since he was a child because he didn't have a father.

From birth to now, how could he not hate it?

When he was in school, he took the first place in every subject, and his mother gave him countless encouragements and praises, but his father was absent from his entire growth.

What is the difference between him and Bo Shaochen?
Why was he the heir of the Bo Group from the moment he was born, with countless honors on his body, everyone envied him, and thousands of people loved him.

And he, until now, has not been able to wash away the identity of the illegitimate child.

No one ever acknowledged him.

The loving father in Bo Shaochen's eyes was a devil in his eyes.

He has become what he is today, and he has an unshirkable responsibility.

Looking at the indifferent and complicated look in his eyes, Bo Shaochen frowned slightly: "Mr. Song, it's useless to stare at me any longer. You have fallen so far that no one can help you. Your only hope is Bo Zhen, but no matter what Bo Zhen They are all my second uncle, the Bo family, to him, you are nothing but a chess piece, and the saddest thing is that you are still a useless piece of chess, so no one will help you, you can only help yourself."

Hearing about the Bo family, Song Hanyue's expression turned even worse.

He smiled, desolately and sadly: "Bo Shaochen, are you threatening me with my mother? What good is your father?"

"It's pointless to discuss my father, because you don't have the ability to expose anyone now, but I can."

"You guys with the surname Bo don't have any good stuff."

Bo Shaochen already had an extra gun in his hand. He was playing with it slowly, and he didn't raise his hand when he was talking. He seemed to be careless: "It's meaningless to talk too much nonsense. I just want the truth. Tell me, if you touch her Is it gone?"

Song Hanyue sneered, as if to annoy him, and said deliberately: "Of course, I kissed her, and it tasted very good."

As soon as the words fell, the man's brows furrowed.

In the next second, he stood up quickly, pulled the trigger, and pointed a pistol at Song Hanyue accurately: "Tired of work, or do you want to die?"

He didn't want to die.

Because when the gun was pointed at him, there was a bit of fear in the man's eyes.

Song Hanyue pulled her lips: "Bo Shaochen, you killed me. You are also a criminal yourself. You will still spend the rest of your life in prison. Do you dare to shoot?"

Bo Shaochen said two words without hesitation: "Of course."

He snorted slightly: "Leave your beloved woman alone for the rest of her life?"

The man didn't change his face, as if he was adding to his last sentence, he said with a dignified expression: "Of course I dare to shoot, who the murderer is will only be a mystery when you die, do you think I might be stupid enough to be buried with you? "

Song Hanyue's face changed slightly.

Although it is a society ruled by law, with Bo Shaochen's strength, he is fully capable of exonerating himself, or finding a scapegoat at random.

The last thing he needs is money, and money can buy life.

Buy a scapegoat.

And what about him?
When you die, you have nothing, and when you die, all revenge is gone.

If alive—

At least he now owns [-]% of the shares of LK Group. Even if the company is acquired, he still has the stocks to sell. Although the chance of making a comeback is slim.

But there will still be.

After evaluating, Song Hanyue met Bo Shaochen's gaze: "Put away your gun."

The latter didn't move, staring at him and asking: "Are you going to tell the truth?"

Song Hanyue's voice was not loud, and she stated indifferently: "I just kissed her and didn't violate her. There is a monitor in the bedroom, you can turn off the monitor. What happened in two hours is clearly recorded."

Hearing this, Bo Shaochen's deep eyebrows are undergoing some changes.

The gun was slowly put away by him.

And Song Hanyue's voice sounded again: "Bo Zhen is using me, I'm only busy this trip for the shares of LK Group, Jingjing is my ex-girlfriend, the only woman I've ever loved in my life, I can't let her be here A highly targeted position."

Bo Shaochen sneered coldly: "Are you worthy of loving her?"

"Don't think you're superior to me."

Ah--

He snorted coldly, and didn't continue arguing with him, but the gun was aimed at his head again and fired——

boom!
In the face of life and death, fear is an instinct, so Song Hanyue was so frightened that his forehead was sweating.

But after that sound, he realized that there was no bullet in Bo Shaochen's gun.

The corner of the man's lips curled up indifferently: "For someone like you, it's not worth letting my hands be stained with blood, so I won't kill you."

After saying that, he threw away the toy gun, turned and left.