[Rebirth] Mr. Bo's little beauty is acting like a baby again

Qiao Mian didn't know why the other party said that, and showed a questioning expression at the right time.

I saw Bo Kaiyue holding a cattail fan in his hand, sitting on the mahogany Taishi chair beside him.

"He's been fond of this pretty useless thing since he was a kid."

Qiao Mian, who was both beautiful and useless, looked at the old man in front of him, as if he had seen the drama of "I'll give you 500 million and leave my son" in a TV series, and it seemed that it was about to be staged between the two of them. .

Also.

It's wrong to be in the wrong family, and he is still a man. If the people in Bo Liming's family can agree, then he has seen hell.

But it doesn't matter if the other party likes him or not, as long as Bo Liming likes him, that's enough.

The old man looked at Qiao Mian who was not in a panic, and sniffed heavily.

Is it true that he is too old to be majestic, and he can't even scare a child?

At such a young age, he is really scheming and resourceful.

Qiao Mian was still carrying her schoolbag, but after standing for a while, she felt her legs ache more and more.

He found a chair nearby, took off his schoolbag and put it on it, and sat on it again, with his legs together, his two little hands on his knees, and with a faint smile on his face, he patiently listened to what happened to the person opposite him. what you want to say.

Bo Kaiyue originally wanted to scold him for being rude, but the other party's sitting posture was correct, and he couldn't find anything wrong with his attitude.

He stretched out his hand not to hit the smiling man, but his curse words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak out.

Bo Kaiyue gave him a serious look, and said to himself: "Do you know why I said that?"

Qiao Mian shook her head cooperatively, her bright eyes widened, "I don't know."

Bo Kaiyue: "..."

Because of his impetuosity, his hand shaking the cattail fan was obviously quickened.

"When he was young, an uncle gave him a snow-white puppet cat at the birthday party. It has blue eyes and looks like a snowball on the ground. He likes it very much."

"But guess what happened to the cat?"

Qiao Mian blinked her eyes and said concisely, "Dead."

Bo Kaiyue choked again, and the hand that was fanning the cattail fan shook even faster.

If it weren't for the cute expression of the other party, he even suspected that the other party did it on purpose.

Of course Qiao Mian did it on purpose——

As far as Bo Kaiyue saw the words he said, which one was not faintly punched in it?

Besides, if he really liked him, why would he come to see him behind Bo Liming's back.

Moreover, the cat was the one that Bo Liming received on his birthday when he was a child. Considering his age, he should die now.

Otherwise, how could I not see him in Guanlan Villa?

"You were right."

Bo Kaiyue adjusted his mood and continued to ask: "Why don't you guess how that cat died?"

Qiao Mian replied obediently, "You killed me."

How else could he die? If he really died of old age, he wouldn't have asked himself this question.

Besides, in such a big house as the Bo family, without the owner's consent, none of the servants below should take good care of the little master's favorite things, and they can't be killed by others.

Bo Kaiyue didn't know what expression to put on Qiao Mian who had an obedient face and was on the point.

He pressed the fan on the table with a "click", and pressed his hands on the armrests on both sides, his old face was gloomy like a rainy day.

"Then do you know how I killed you?"

This time, he didn't leave any time for Qiao Mian to answer, and said to himself: "I'll stand in front of him, and wait for him to feed this cloth cat to its fullness, and let the people below hold the cloth cat down." The head of a cloth cat was thrown into the swimming pool and drowned alive."

"Because I never allowed anything to distract him."

Qiao Mian frowned, it was too cruel.

Seeing his wrinkled face, Bo Kaiyue smiled coldly.

A child is a child.

He was young and had never seen the world, so his face changed with fright after a few words.

"The first time I saw you, I remembered that white puppet cat."

Bo Kaiyue said proudly: "It's useless to be thin, you can only confuse others with a beautiful appearance."

"Weak enough to be pushed into the water with one hand and drowned."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qiao Mian with a wrinkled face in a great mood, waiting to see his joke.

After a while, Qiao Mian stood up from the chair, frowning deeply, and looked at Bo Kaiyue.

"You are Bo Liming's father. I originally thought that no matter what you say about me or how dissatisfied you are with me, I should be more polite to you, an elder, and not make you angry."

Qiao Mian pursed her lips, "But I was wrong."

"How can there be a father like you in the world? How can you be his father?"

"A child, tortured to death his favorite animal in front of him, don't you know how much psychological trauma this will cause him?"

A hint of distress flashed in Qiao Mian's eyes, "Did you treat him like a son? Have you fulfilled your responsibilities as a father? You should go to the doctor for psychological distortion, instead of thinking about destroying the things he likes again and again! "

Facing this crazy man, Qiao Mian couldn't stay for a second.

How pitiful is his Bo Liming.

If I have been wronged, I can still go to my grandfather to act like a baby and want to hug him, so what about Bo Liming?

From childhood to adulthood, he has suffered so many grievances, who can he turn to to confide in.

A small figure appeared in his mind, the young Bo Liming, with a cold face and a calm face, was held down by his shoulders, watching his favorite kitten being drowned alive...

will he cryWould this person allow him to cry?If he didn't cry, would he squeeze his fingers and clench his teeth to hold back his red eyes?

Since then, has he dared to show liking for anything else?

Qiao Mian was angry and furious, and her eyes were reddened.

He pulled his schoolbag and was about to go out, when he heard the sound of his palms slapping on the table behind him, "Stop!"

"Qiao Mian, you don't think that the old man called you here today to tell you a story?"

Qiao Mian turned around and glared at this lunatic who had no human feelings at all.

"I can kill the cat, and I can kill you too."

"You continue to stay shamelessly by his side, be careful—"

"Be careful of what?"

——Noisy footsteps came from outside the door, and the familiar cold voice rang at the door with sullenness.

Qiao Mian turned around, someone grabbed her shoulders, took the schoolbag from her hand, and threw it into the hands of the bodyguards following behind Bo Liming.

Bo Liming's hand holding Qiao Mian's shoulder was still shaking.

God knows how nervous he was when Qiao Mian was taken away from school by Bo Kaiyue the first time he knew.

No, I'm afraid...you can even say I'm afraid.

It's been a long time since he grew up, when he took over the Bo family's business and took charge of it.

This is a long-lost feeling, from fear to shortness of breath.

When he was five years old, he watched helplessly as his favorite kitten was pushed into the water. His long white fur was soaked in water, and it was especially pitiful for him to stick to his body. His four paws were violently splashing against the water, making bursts of dismay. A cat-meowing, high-pitched cry.

He was afraid, he was terrified, he was held tightly by the shoulders, but there was nothing he could do.

His father, staring coldly at the wet cat's corpse on the ground, said something to him that would stick in his mind for the rest of his life.

"You see, you like it, but you have no ability to protect it. When you have no ability, liking such a delicate thing is itself a kind of stupidity that is self-defeating."

Bo Kaiyue's evil deformed face, ruthless words, and the wet corpse on the ground all these years always entered his dreams.

Along the way, he was afraid again, afraid that the tragedy would happen again, and his Mian Mian was once again poisoned.

Fortunately... Fortunately, he is fine.

Bo Liming was terrified, and his anger boiled up, almost overwhelming his reason.

Mo Seshen's eyes were filled with anger, he stared at the person sitting on the grand master's chair, and said word by word, "Bo Kaiyue, who are you trying to kill?"

Hearing his son calling his name directly, Bo Kaiyue was furious: "I am your father! You can call my name too?"

"Father?" Bo Liming was impatient, but smiled instead, "If it weren't for this layer of physical father-son relationship, Bo Kaiyue, do you think those people you put into the company can still stay in their positions? You can still sit well." Spend your old age in this home?"

Bo Liming smiled but didn't smile, "Bo Kaiyue, I'm just too soft-hearted towards you, that's why you haven't been able to recognize your identity for a long time, and you're still immersed in your previous dreams."

"Does it mean that the outside world praises you so much that you really think that you have retired and handed over the property of the Bo family to me?"

Bo Kaiyue's expression froze, showing obvious fear of Bo Liming on his face.

The expression on his old bark-like face changed too quickly. One second he was still aggressive, but the next second he was like a balloon that had been punctured, deflated in an instant.

Qiao Mian's eyes widened as she watched, becoming more and more curious.

Bo Liming's sword-like eyebrows were full of hostility, his star pupils narrowed slightly, and his voice was dangerous, "Bo Kaiyue, I can try to ignore what you usually do. I'm not the one who insists on killing every father and son, but you shouldn't. No, you shouldn't try to get his idea."

"The conditions in Nanshan Nursing Home are good." Bo Liming smiled, with some malicious pleasure in it, "Bo Kaiyue, if you don't recognize your identity again, go there and spend the rest of your life."

"However, your days should not be many."

Bo Kaiyue's face was pale, his dry mouth trembled, "How dare you?"

When he said this, he felt guilty.

"I dare not, you will know if you try again." Bo Liming stared at him for a second with a half-smile, which made Bo Kaiyue's spine feel chilly.

"and also--"

Bo Liming raised his hand, hooked his fingers, and someone pressed the butler who brought Qiao Mian back to Bo's house.

Bo Liming glanced at the people kneeling on the ground, and smiled coolly, "I'll take care of your dog."

Amidst Bo Kaiyue's glaring eyes and the housekeeper's cries, Qiao Mian was carefully led by Bo Liming and held in his arms, and left the gate of Bo's house.

When she got to the car door, Qiao Mian glanced at the familiar figure outside the car, with disgust in her eyes, "Why are you here?"