The rich and expensive wife: Ji Shao, borrow a kiss

Chapter 509:

"Understood, let's lead the way!" Bo Qing said flatly after hearing the words, in this situation, if they still tricked and escaped, wouldn't they be courting death?

Since you can't escape, then face it directly!

Taking two deep breaths to calm her mind, Bo Qing kept persuading herself to calm down, don't be nervous, nervousness is cowardly and useless, if she wants to survive and protect Tangtang and Doudou, she must calm down, Only when she calms down can she find a chance.

These people were really courageous, and no one got into their car, they just ordered Bo Qing's driver to drive and follow their car.

Being so blatantly not afraid of them driving away, she was clearly prepared for it, and she was not afraid of them sneaking away at all. Bo Qing, instead of feeling relieved by the "indulgence" of these people, felt more and more tense on the contrary.

Sure enough, as soon as they started on the road, their car was surrounded by countless cars, like a guard, and there was no way to escape.

The driver was dripping with cold sweat when he saw this, so don't stop driving, and even if there is such an opportunity, the car will be in danger of overturning, when the time comes, the young lady...

"Young Madam?"

"Forget it, don't make useless efforts. Since they dare to do this, they must be sure that we can't escape!" Bo Qing naturally saw the situation clearly, and asked the driver to calm down and follow their car.

I don't know who is so inspiring to invite her!

Bo Qing thought to himself, after filtering people one by one, he didn't find a suspect. It seems that only by meeting that person can he know who it is.

The motorcade stopped in front of an ancient castle, and Bao Qing got out of the car, looked at the castle in front of him, and blinked suspiciously.

"Please!"

Bo Qing nodded, followed the guide, and walked into the castle. The heavy door was wide open. When he walked in, he noticed that it was the architectural style of the Central European century. The dome was carved with little angels with bare buttocks. The mottled oil paintings can be seen to be some western gods.

A maid stepped forward to salute the group of people, speaking fluent London accent English, leading Bo Qing to go inside.

In a room, the closet is full of books in various fields. There is a fireplace on one side, and the flames in it dance, making the room very warm. On the floor in front of the fireplace, there is a thick and precious Persian blanket. Sitting on a Persian rug in front of the fireplace with a bottle of champagne in his hand.

When they saw the people in the room again, the servants leading the way and the bodyguards in black all retreated, only Bao Qing stayed where they were.

The man lowered his head, shaking the champagne in the glass, after a while he raised his head and looked at Bao Qing who was standing aside.

Bao Qing looked over at the sight, and seeing that face, she was startled from ear to ear.

"you···"

"How could it be you?"

Bo Qing's eyes widened, she looked at the man in front of her incredulously, a hopeless panic came from the bottom of her heart, and she couldn't help but want to back away.

The man seemed to enjoy Bao Qing's surprise and panic. Seeing her trembling feet, his eyes slowly moved from her ankles to her protruding belly. A calm look.

After taking a sip of champagne, the man said, "Long time no see, little girl!"

"I...Qin Moyu, you...why are you..."

Qin Moyu, that's right, the one in front of her is the Qin Moyu she knew even when she turned into ashes!