Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 1192 Asking for a monthly pass

   "You have no right to make a decision for her in this matter."

  The big hand with clear texture rests on the solid wood table, and the deep voice carries tension and majesty.

   "I asked to see her."

"impossible."

   The man sitting across from him showed his unreserved aura like a mountain, and his handsome face was the serenity that had settled down from the gifts of the years.

   "She is my wife now, so I have the right to decide whether to stay or not. Don't insist on bringing a 'dead person' back, maintain the status quo, everyone is happy."

   Bo Jingchuan's black eyes swept over calmly, "Everyone is happy?"

  Chu Boyang nodded, noncommittal.

   "Who is happy? Is it her who advocates being content with the status quo, or is it your handwriting?"

  Chu Boyang narrowed his eyes, "Being content with the status quo is the best choice."

  Bo Jingchuan withdrew his hand and slowly stood up from the chair. His expression was calm, calm and indifferent, but he contained a pressure that could not be ignored.

   "Do you know that her daughter has been looking for her?"

"nature."

   "For so many years, you let her do everything possible to find her mother indifferent? Or, you don't want them to meet and get in the way?"

   "She's doing well now, isn't it enough?"

   "What about her before?"

   "Life is always unsatisfactory, and her life needs all kinds of colors."

   "If her mother was there, she wouldn't take that!"

   "If her mother was there, you wouldn't let me meet her!"

  Yu Song was terrified as he listened beside him, his clasped hands were already full of cold sweat.

   The conversation between the two people did not stop, the speed of speech was smooth and clear, but they were waiting for each other, and they might face each other at any time.

   The atmosphere in the conference room was as tense as Yu Song's state at the moment, like a string that could break at any time.

   Bo Jingchuan was finally silent.

   This question, he could not deny.

  Anything is just a thought, the difference is a thousand miles away.

  His encounter with Fanxing, if there is no experience with Fanxing, no mistakes, or even decisions made in seconds, they may still be two complete strangers today.

   "So your feelings can't hold her?"

  Chu Boyang smiled lightly, "I will bring her back."

   "What did you do before?"

   "She didn't want her daughter to see her physical state before."

  Bo Jingchuan lowered his eyes to look at the watch, his face darkened a little.

   "Mr. Bo, it's time for you to go back to your engagement banquet. Time is running out, or it would be unforgivable to leave her there alone!"

   Yu Song was also a little anxious, and couldn't help but take a step forward, "Sir..."

   Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes penetrated into the thick ink, and his expression did not waver.

   "I'm going to take her away, she must go back with me today!"

  Chu Boyang also stood up slowly, "I said, no."

  Bo Jingchuan stared at Chu Boyang for two seconds, raised his left hand, his eyes glued to his wrist, the watch that Shen Fanxing had given him.

Next to   , Yu Song's expression became more and more solemn.

   Soon, Bo Jingchuan put his arms down and looked up at the man standing opposite him across the long table.

   "I must take her away today, this is my wife's wish."

  Chu Boyang shook his head, "Do you know what the consequences will be if she appears?"

   Bo Jingchuan pursed his lips, "No difference."

   "But I didn't want her to be in any danger. She nearly lost her life for this, and you asked me to push her out again... Impossible."

   "You are incapable of protecting her?"

   "Be content with the status quo, she is absolutely safe, and I don't have to worry too much."

  Bo Jingchuan nodded, "That's a pity. I just want to make my wife happy."

  Stance is different!

   There is no point in going on.

  This negotiation has completely collapsed.

   Within a few seconds, the door of the conference room was slammed open.

   is Chu Boyang's administrative assistant.

   "Your Excellency President, it's not good, there is a riot at the border, and the other party wants to see you by name!"

  Chu Boyang frowned, "Is it the border army of country Y?"

   "It seems not!"

   The words are subtle, but those who understand will naturally hear them clearly.

   Every country has left and right, and country B is no exception.

   is the anti-political army.

   "Your Excellency, many ministers have already arrived in the Executive Council. It is estimated that reporters will arrive soon. There have been casualties, and I am afraid it is difficult to explain this matter."

  Chu Boyang lifted his eyes to look at Bo Jingchuan with a gloomy expression.

   Bo Jingchuan said with a flat expression:

   "Since Your Excellency has something to do, I won't bother you."

  Bo Jingchuan turned and walked towards the door, Yu Song strode forward and opened the door.

   "Sir, the location has been found, in a villa in the middle of the island."

   is sandwiched in the center, surrounded by bodyguards.

   Not only is it difficult to get in, it is even harder to get out.

   Casualties are unavoidable!

   Yu Song didn't say the extra words, and Bo Jingchuan could naturally hear the underlying meaning.

   However, he didn't hesitate at all. When he stepped out of the conference room with his long legs, he just spit out four words with no expression on his face.

"hurry up."

   The meaning is already obvious—

   This is to forcibly take people away!

"Yes."-

  Ten minutes later, there was a rumbling sound over the island, and the helicopter turned the almost still air into a gust of wind and waves, hovering over the central villa of the island.

   The first-level alarm of the entire presidential palace rang through the sky at the same time.

   Chu Boyang, who just got in the car and left not long after hearing the news, changed his face immediately!

   "Turn around!"

   "Yes!" The driver was startled, his whole body shook, but he still pressed the brakes and turned the front of the car.

   The speed is almost the highest ever.

   Looking back at His Excellency the President's face, the driver couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

   His once warm and mature face was now full of chilling anger.

  When the car almost galloped into the presidential palace, a burst of gunshots had already been heard one after another, just like a firefight.

   Bo Jingchuan successfully entered the villa under the cover of Yu Song.

   Hearing the sound of gunfire outside, the servants in the room hugged in fright, hid in the corner, sobbing and weeping uncontrollably.

   Yu Song's cold and solemn face showed no expression. The muzzle of the gun was aimed at the servants, and he spoke in threatening cold English:

   "Which room is the President's wife?"

   "Woooo..."

"Do not…"

boom-

  The gun went off.

   in exchange for a scream!

"To shut up!"

   There was a continuous sound of gunshots. Yu Song raised the pistol to the top of his head and fired several shots at the ceiling until the screaming of the maids stopped, and he said again:

   "Where is the room of the President's wife?!"

   "Three...the last room on the third floor."

   There were people guarding the villa. Bo Jingchuan went straight to the third floor, found the room, and with his long legs, he suddenly kicked open the closed double-row wooden doors.

   Sharp eyes fixed on the bed directly…

  【16,000~~Masters, can you order a monthly pass~~]

   (end of this chapter)