Cute Baby from Heaven: Kiss Goodbye, Mr. Li

"Professor Bo's words are interesting."

Chu Xinian pulled the corners of his lips with a smile, and warned meaningfully: "But what you said makes sense. If you don't care about the face of the Bo family, I don't mind giving it a try."

Bao Jingxing laughed angrily: "Are you threatening me?"

Chu Xiannian was noncommittal, looked again at Bo Huaijin who was in charge of the overall situation, and said quietly: "Whether it is a threat or not depends on Uncle's intention."

Bo Huaijin picked up the teacup and took a sip, no matter what she thought in her heart, she didn't reveal anything on the surface.

Others don't know the inside story, and he, the father, also doesn't know, but seeing that his son is calmer than expected, and proceeding with Miss Qin's affairs in an orderly manner, the doubts in it are worthy of his suspicion.

Clearing her throat, Bo Huaijin said solemnly: "Mr. Chu, I understand your feelings. No one wants to see such an accident. The most important thing now is to solve the problem, not create a bigger problem. What do you think?"

Chu Xianian frowned invisibly, and said lightly, "Uncle, I don't want to make things big, but with Bao Jingxing's attitude, I really can't calm down and investigate the truth of the matter."

"Jing Xing values ​​Ms. Qin very much, he will inevitably lose his composure when such an accident occurs, please allow me to apologize for him."

Bo Huaijin's response was quite official, and she continued without revealing anything: "Our Bo family is sorry for Miss Qin. For her sake, I don't care about your threat just now. I don't know where you want to start the investigation?"

He kept saying that he didn't care about it, but there was a threat hidden in his words.

Chu Xinian paused, and asked nonchalantly: "First of all, I want to see Yi Ren, and that's right now."

Bo Huaijin nodded slightly, admitting that this request was very reasonable: "Jing Xing, I'll leave it to you."

Since this kid caused the trouble himself, it was already a mistake for him as a father to help conceal it, and he can no longer help him to do anything wrong.

"...Okay, Dad."

Bao Jingxing agreed, got up and took a look at Chu Xiannian: "You have read the news, the scene of the car accident is very..."

"En." Interrupting his words, Chu Xinian stood up, "I don't care what she looks like, I just care if it's her."

Bao Jingxing withdrew his gaze with a half-smile, and led Chu Xinian out of the office.

behind them.

Bo Huaijin sighed heavily, and dialed Bojiu's number: "Your brother is hopeless. I don't think that Chu Xiannian will let it go. You should be prepared to deal with the media in advance, and at least solve the problem. You must not let this matter become a national issue." news."

"I see, Dad."

Bojiu was in a complicated mood, thought for a while and then said, "You also think that the car accident was designed by Jing Xing, Xiaoqian is actually safe and sound?"

"That kid did it beautifully. It can be seen that it has been planned for a long time. Before I see conclusive evidence, I can't be sure that the car accident is true or not."

When Bo Huaijin said this, he paused: "However, that kid is calmer than I imagined. If something really happened to Xiaoqian, do you think he can maintain his calmness?"

Bojiu sighed softly: "If the car accident is real, Jing Xing may be abnormally calm after being too stimulated."

"Anyway, the most important thing now is not to make things big."

Bo Huaijin had no choice but to add: "This kid's rebellious period came really late, and his tricks of cutting first and playing later are also very good. It's not convenient for me to come forward, so I can only leave it to you, Jiu'er."

"I see, Dad."

……

at the same time.

The black sedan drove to the funeral home where the remains were kept.

Bao Jingxing sat in the co-pilot's seat, looked up at the rearview mirror, and examined Chu Xinian's dull expression.

It seems.

Chu Xiannian really didn't believe in the car accident, nor did he believe in the news that he had worked so hard to produce. There was obviously no evidence, but he had a kind of certainty for granted.

"Professor Bo, do you have something to tell me?"

Keenly aware of Bao Jingxing's gaze, Chu Xinian directly caught his gaze in the mirror, and asked calmly, "If you're worried about revealing the truth, it's still too late to end this farce now."

Bao Jingxing looked away, and said coldly, "This is not a farce, this is reality."

"What can convince me is reality."

Chu Xianian raised the corners of his lips calmly, looking relaxed as if he was going to attend a farce instead of the funeral of his beloved woman.

half an hour.

The car stopped at the funeral home.

The two got out of the car one after another, and their handsome appearance immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

Ignoring other people's gazes, Bao Jingxing led the way ahead, met the staff who came to receive him head-on, and said his condolences repeatedly.

Stepping into the funeral parlor, everything is black and white, indicating an ominous future.

Rao Chu Xiannian had already been mentally prepared and did not believe that Qin Yiren had an accident, but in such an environment, his heart still couldn't help but sink.

Bao Jingxing was very satisfied with the effect, closed his eyes in pain, and said in a low voice, "I want to see her, open the freezer for me."

The staff member was startled, and hesitantly said: "Mr. Bo, you have come here more than a dozen times in the past two days, and it is really against the rules to do so."

"I don't want to hear that."

Bao Jingxing frowned, "Give me the key to the freezer, and I'll go by myself."

"That's even worse!" The staff member showed embarrassment, looked at the secretive Chu Xinian again, and said reluctantly: "Forget it, this is really the last time, the cremation time is scheduled for the afternoon, really please two people I am sorry for your loss."

Bao Jingxing looked at him impatiently, so frightened that the staff immediately shut up and silently walked forward to lead the way.

Chu Xianian followed unhurriedly, his hands hanging by his sides clenched into fists, and his thin lips tightly pursed into a straight line.

He didn't believe Bao Jingxing's performance, but the staff member's expression just now was very realistic, if it was a fake acting skill, it would even surpass the actors under him.

but……

How could his Iraqi die so suddenly?

Refusing to accept even a ten thousandth possibility, Chu Xianian no longer had the calmness just now, and came to the room where the body was placed with a heavy expression.

The staff opened the door, and a biting chill hit the face.

Whispering to himself, he took out the key to open a certain freezer, and looked back at Bao Jingxing: "This young lady's death looks a bit... Please prepare your friend mentally."

Bao Jingxing nodded, "Open it."

Seeing that Chu Xiannian did not object, the staff forcefully opened the heavy freezer, revealing the scorched body on the white iron bed.

In an instant.

Chu Xinian stared at the ugly corpse, and couldn't help holding his breath.