Heavenly Wife Domineering Love

When Luo Xiu drove the car to Bo's mansion, his genius was dim.

The servant who opened the door was stunned for a moment, "Assistant Luo, this is..."

"Don't ask so many questions, just help Bo Shao in!"

Luo Xiu and the servant helped Bo Muyan into the room, and immediately many people came to serve him.

As Bo Muyan drove them out, everyone guessed that his illness was going on again, and no one dared to come forward.

Luo Xiu walked out the door quickly, just in time to meet Uncle Quan, the housekeeper of Bo Mansion who came over after hearing the news.

"Assistant Luo, I heard that the young master is back?" Uncle Quan asked hastily.

"Yeah." Luo Xiu nodded, "Has the old man woke up now?"

Seeing his expression, Uncle Quan quickly replied, "The old man woke up early and has already used up his breakfast. He is meditating in his room right now. Assistant Luo, please!"

"Ah Quan, who's here?" Old Bo and his son said in a low voice with their backs to the door.

In five years, he has become nearly 90 years old.

Wrinkles continued unabated, his face became darker, his legs could not move at all, and he had to rely on the help of others to move, only his eyes remained as clear as before.

Uncle Quan stepped forward and replied, "Old man, Assistant Luo wants to see you, and he came back with the young master!"

Mr. Bo paused first, then nodded slightly, "Help me sit upright!"

"Yes!" Uncle Quan agreed, and carefully turned Mr. Bo around.

Luo Xiu quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Old man, how are you doing recently?"

"Still the same!" Mr. Bo waved his hand, "I know you have something to do, so tell me!"

"Bo Shao's heart hurts badly, but he refuses to take the medicine. I don't have enough dose to persuade him, but his appearance is worrying. That's why I came to bother you..."

"Hey!" Mr. Bo sighed, "You are a child who understands the severity. If it wasn't an emergency, you wouldn't come to me. Ah Quan, help me up!"

Luo Xiu and Uncle Quan helped Mr. Bo into the wheelchair, and the three hurried to Bo Muyan's room.

The door of the room was closed tightly, and several servants stood outside the door with their heads downcast, not daring to make a sound.

Uncle Quan immediately stepped forward to knock on the door, but there was no response from inside.

Mr. Bo also came to the front, "Mu Yan, it's me, open the door!"

A few minutes passed, and there was still silence inside.

Mr. Bo frowned, and ordered Uncle Quan, "Break away!"

Immediately someone brought a heavy object, and the door quickly opened.

Mr. Bo himself braked the button of the wheelchair and entered the room impatiently, followed by Luo Xiu and Uncle Quan.

On the black leather sofa, Bo Muyan pressed his palms on his chest, his face was pale, his eyes were closed, lying on it motionless, like a sculpture.

"Mu Yan!" Mr. Bo's old voice was trembling.

When the person on the sofa heard the words, his eyelids moved slightly, but the frowns that were furrowed showed obvious reluctance, or weakness after extreme pain.

Old Man Bo shook his head helplessly, "Mu Yan, I know you've always thought about Qianqian in your heart, but do you just have the heart to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person?"

"grandfather!"

After a long time, the man on the sofa spoke weakly, "Physical pain is nothing at all. After so many years, what else can I not bear? What really hurts is the separation of yin and yang..."

Luo Xiu looked at his boss in surprise. After five years, he was finally willing to admit the fact that Su Qianqian had died.

But he wasn't sure if Bo Shao had figured it out, or if his mind was calm and he had made up his mind to go.

The corners of Bo Muyan's eyes were wet, and his voice was imperceptible, "It hurts me to lose Qianqian, just like you lost your father, no, maybe it will be more painful! At least you still have a son, but I only have Qianqian, only her!

She left, I walk in darkness every day, no matter how hard I try to live, I can't see the light, I don't know, what is the meaning of living like this?My hope can only be given by her, please, let me find her! "

Old Man Bo closed his eyes tiredly, and dropped the Buddhist beads in his hand to the ground with a "snap".

"You are really as ruthless as your father, and you left this old man here alone in order to follow the woman you love!

It seems that I came to this world once, just to taste the heart-wrenching feeling of losing the person I love the most, and then leave hopelessly. What did I do wrong, and God wants to give me such a cruel punishment? "

Uncle Quan was shocked. He had been with Mr. Bo for so many years, and he had never seen him cry.

Bo Muyan slowly opened his eyes, saw his grandfather's tear-ridden face, and wanted to say something, but an unbearable pain hit his heart, and he closed his eyes weakly, almost dizzy.

Old Man Bo let out a heavy breath, "Mu Yan, for the sake of Grandpa's imminent death, think about it again!"

Immediately afterwards, he motioned to the two people behind him, and after a while, Uncle Quan brought a glass of warm water.

With trembling hands, old man Bo personally took the water glass and brought it in front of Bo Muyan, "Muyan, even if you don't take medicine, you should drink some water, right? I don't have any other requirements, I just want to hear you call me grandpa one last time. You won't even agree to my little wish, will you?"

Bo Muyan resisted the pain in his heart, and turned his face slightly.

He wanted to see his grandfather, but he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes.

Luo Xiu quickly stepped forward to support his head, took the cup, and poured water into his mouth regardless of whether the person agreed or not.

After a while, Bo Muyan opened his eyes and found Luo Xiu was the only one in the room.

"Where's Grandpa?" He asked strangely.

Luo Xiu looked behind him, "Are you asking Mr. Bo? He should stay with me. I haven't seen him today!"

Bo Muyan was even more puzzled, and couldn't help but sit up from the sofa, "He was obviously here just now!"

Luo Xiu shook his head, "Impossible, right? You must be dreaming!"

"Grandpa really hasn't been here?" Bo Muyan was dubious.

Luo Xiu nodded firmly, "Absolutely not!"

Bo Muyan picked up the towel, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said nothing.

Outside the door, old man Bo ordered in a low voice, "Ah Quan, let's go!"

Then, two servants came up and carefully carried the wheelchair downstairs.

No matter how careful he was, it was inevitable that there would be some noises, but Bo Muyan in the room still noticed it.

He just wanted to get up, but he caught a glimpse of the water glass on the table, and there was still some undissolved white powder at the bottom of the glass.

He subconsciously touched his heart, which could no longer feel the pain, and immediately understood.