Uncle, your squeamish bag is crying and needs to be posted

In Mr. Si's room, as soon as Si Boheng entered, Si Bing grabbed him and roared angrily.

"Why did you let him go to Africa? Don't you know that there is danger there? Why don't you go? You are eliminating dissidents, and you want to kill all the people who compete with the head of the family, don't you? That way no one will follow You fought."

Si Boheng glanced down at his collar, and said with a sullen face.

"At first, no one could compete with me. I am the only heir of the Si family."

These words really irritated Si Bing quite a bit, he held on to Si Boheng's collar tightly, his eyes were red with anger.

"you……"

He looked at old man Si suddenly, but saw his father looking at him with cold eyes.

Si Bing paused, and his brain, which was occupied by anger, finally became more sober.

He let go of Si Boheng and stared at him.

"You let him go. Now that something happened to him, you can't just ignore him, right? Besides, he has been by your side all these years, doing his best to help you. He has never had any second thoughts. If you have a conscience, you will Hurry up and send someone to find him!"

Si Boheng sat down on the sofa beside him. Uncle Geng hurried forward and poured him a cup of tea. He picked up the teacup and drank two big gulps. The cup of tea had already bottomed out, and Uncle Geng bent down to refill it for him .

Si Boheng looked at Si Bing, his voice indifferent.

"When did I say I wouldn't save him? Also, Uncle takes a lot of dividends from the company and family every year. Our Si family never raises idlers. If we don't have the ability, the dividends will be reduced. Siye went to Africa. It was him." The work that should be done, I didn't take it seriously how my uncle speculated about me before, but this time, you went too far, he is my cousin, how could I harm him?"

Si Bing wanted to yell at Si Boheng angrily, what cousin?Who do you consider a relative?A black-hearted guy like you, even your own younger brother, probably wouldn't care, let alone your cousin, who is just my Si Ye stupid, who really treats you like an older brother.

But being stared at by Mr. Si, he didn't dare to speak, but looked at Mr. Si pitifully.

"Dad, Xiao Ye is also your own grandson, you can't ignore him."

Mr. Si's face, which had been relieved just now, suddenly turned cold again. He grabbed the teacup on the table and threw it at Si Bing.

"What are you talking nonsense about? Do you not understand human speech? Ah Heng just said that he will send someone to look for him. Are you deaf?"

Si Bing was yelled at by his old father, and he didn't dare to say a word, but looked at Si Boheng suspiciously.

Si Boheng also ignored him, but said to Mr. Si.

"Grandpa, I have to go there in person. The situation over there may be a bit complicated. Please ask my dad to keep an eye on it."

"Are you going in person?"

Mr. Si frowned.

"You're gone, what does Fluffy think of you?"

Si Bing was heartbroken when he heard this. Now that his son is lost, why is the old man still caring about an outsider? In his eyes, outsiders are more important than his own grandson?

Si Boheng was also a little worried, but there was nothing he could do, Si Ye was his younger brother, and he had to find him back.

"Grandpa, there should be nothing wrong with Rongrong. At the most tomorrow, everyone will not pay attention to the relationship between Rongrong and me. There will be bigger things to attract attention."

When Si Boheng left the charity dinner, Mr. Si received news that Yan Rongrong was not His Highness's daughter, but a waiter, and she was the princess.

To be honest, when Mr. Si heard the news, he laughed happily several times. This is good news. His family Rong Rong doesn't need any noble status. Their status as the young wife of the Si family is enough, and she can still feel at ease. What a wonderful life.

The status of a princess may seem noble, but the responsibilities she shoulders may cause her to be unable to make decisions about her own marriage. What's more serious, she will become a thorn in the eyes of many people, and may even become a bargaining chip that threatens the hall, and is pulled by various forces.

Although Si Bing didn't go to the charity dinner, he also heard about it, but he didn't know as much as Si Boheng and Mr. Si.

But now the news of anyone's family is not as important as Si Ye's. He doesn't care about those. He cares about his son's life. Africa is inherently dangerous, and there have been accidents before, but there are fewer accidents on the Si family's side.

"Dad, that Siye..."

Just as Si Bing started, Mr. Si glanced over with a cold look.

"Shut up, since you are so worried, then you go with me, but I warn you, you must listen to Ah Heng in everything, if you act without authorization and cause any consequences, you will be responsible for it yourself, understand ?"

Si Bing, who is almost 50 years old, was scolded by his old father like a young son, so he didn't dare to say anything, just kept nodding.

Old Master Si turned to Si Boheng and sighed helplessly.

"You just go there. The situation over there is complicated. Others can't hold back the scene, and can't suppress those active guys. You go and have a look and get Xiaoye back."

Si Boheng nodded and stood up.

Old Master Si also stood up and patted Si Boheng on the shoulder.

"Talk to Furry in a while, she is more sensitive and fragile now, please coax her well, you don't have to worry about her staying in the old house, nothing will happen."

Si Bing frowned slightly in doubt, why is he so sensitive and fragile at a young age?It's because Si Boheng got used to it, and you have to coax him when you go out?He felt that Yan Rongrong was too unsuitable for Si Boheng, so he still had to find a way to arrange someone of his own to be by Si Boheng's side.

When Si Boheng returned to the room, Geng Huan was still there, holding the computer and looking through the information of the hot pot restaurant, discussing with Yan Rongrong whether it is better to open a franchise store, or directly invite the chef to cook it.

Seeing Si Boheng coming back, she put down the computer and left.

Yan Rongrong also climbed down from the bed, there were a pile of design drawings on the bed, they were all sketches, a few random strokes.

"What happened, Si Ye?"

Si Boheng looked at her feet, saw that the little girl's slippers were straight, and his face softened. He took Yan Rongrong's hand and sat down on the sofa, and hugged Yan Rongrong on his lap.

Yan Rongrong sat down obediently, without moving, and looked at him.

"Si Ye...is he alright?"

Si Boheng sighed.

"Missing, so... I may have to go out for a few days, I have to deal with this myself, you..."

"I'm fine. I can study at home and draw pictures. You can go to Si Ye quickly, but please pay attention to safety. I will wait for you to come back with the baby."

Seeing the worry in the little girl's eyes, Si Boheng was very relieved and cherished. His Rong Rong was very kind and pure. No matter how much disturbance there was outside, every time he came home, hugged her, looked at her, his heart would slowly clam down.

Si Boheng pressed the back of Yan Rongrong's head, lowered his head and kissed it.

"Well……"

Yan Rongrong slowly closed her eyes, and responded awkwardly to him.