After an unexpected pregnancy: Mr. Bo is so sweet

An Jincai looked at the family's quarrel, and glanced at the young master's face, he quickly shouted, "Enough! What are you doing with the family! Pengpeng, please make it clear, you are going to the hospital today to talk to your grandma. What did you say?"

An Pengpeng didn't dare to tell the truth at this time, he was about to open his eyes and tell nonsense, but he looked into a pair of cold and gloomy black eyes.

The young master silently warned him not to lie.

He suddenly felt his throat being strangled, "I...I..." Everyone's eyes in the room were heavy on him like a mountain, An Pengpeng suddenly couldn't hold back anymore, and simply sat down on the ground, Kicking his legs like he did when he was a child, he closed his eyes and said loudly: "Where did I say something wrong? Where did I say something wrong! I'm telling the truth!"

It's hard to imagine that this is a move made by a boy with a height of 1.8 meters.

An Qian was so angry that her eyes turned red, yes, the truth, that is, this truth made grandma sick from anger, how much should grandma blame herself, and how much she couldn't let her go?

She suddenly stepped forward and pulled Zhao Fang away, grabbed An Pengpeng's collar, and slapped her face hard, "I'll teach you today what to say and what not to say!"

An Pengpeng was stunned by the beating and stared at An Qian who was like a ghost.

"Snapped"!She slapped her hands again, "You know that my grandma is seriously ill now and can't let me go, what are your intentions? Is her heart so vicious at such a young age? What good will her death do to you! Tell me the truth! What did you tell her?"

"Slap!" The third slap! "Your parents didn't teach you well, let me teach you!"

"Stop!" Zhao Fang was about to run over, but was suddenly grabbed by someone's arm, and she remained motionless. When she looked up, it was the young master, and she immediately pleaded: "Young master, this matter cannot be blamed on my son. Beat my son to death, husband, don’t you care! Just watch my son get beaten to death, don’t you?”

As soon as An Jincai's footsteps moved, An Qian's eyes stabbed like a knife, "Why, have you forgotten your mother when you have a son? Don't forget that your mother is lying in the hospital!"

An Jincai sighed, "If your brother doesn't say anything, you should explain clearly."

An Qian smiled, glanced at the young master behind him, and then repeated what An Pengpeng said on the phone.

After hearing this, An Jincai took a deep breath, stepped forward angrily, and hit his son, he had to behave, his daughter became prosperous, and the pheasant turned into a phoenix, he was still waiting to be rewarded.

Bo Xiangcheng's face changed slightly, as if he didn't expect that this matter had something to do with him. He admitted that he had misunderstood An Qian at first and had a bad attitude towards her, but now...

But An Pengpeng came back to his senses and was about to resist, but his father held down his hand. An Qian slapped one after another with difficulty, his whole hand was numb, and soon An Pengpeng's face was swollen into a pig's head.

Zhao Fang cried, "What are you doing! Enough is enough, enough beating! Husband, An Jincai! You are still not human!"

An Qian was suddenly grabbed by someone's hand, and then pulled up, "Okay."

An Qian was furious immediately, regardless of whether this person was the young master, "Let go, you will help him too, right?"

Bo Xiangcheng looked at her quietly, "Does it not hurt?"

The next second, An Qian's palm was pressed.

She frowned slightly.

It hurts a bit.

Zhao Fang rushed over and cried with her son in her arms.

Bo Xiangcheng looked at An Pengpeng, and said in a deep voice: "The truth you said only lasted until after Wu Ma's daughter was sent to prison by me. An Qian is a good woman. As you can see, I still like her a lot now. of."

An Pengpeng took a deep breath.

An Jincai also clenched his hand, not knowing whether it was happiness or what.

Bo Xiangcheng continued: "As for you, depending on what An Qian says, it's not impossible to send you to jail."

If ordinary people say this, there is no credibility, but this is Bo Xiangcheng, the leader of the Bo family, if he says he can, he really can.

Zhao Fang was frightened immediately, "An Qian, your brother is wrong, he dare not dare, he is your brother, please forgive him this time."

"He is not my brother, and I will never forgive him." An Qian said word by word.

An Jincai opened his mouth, "He is your brother after all. Send him to prison, and your grandma will be happy? This is his fault. I beat you too, and your grandma retreated ten thousand steps." In other words, he is half buried in the ground and has lived enough, your brother is our hope of settling down!"

An Qian couldn't hold back the tears that she held back before.

"Are you grandma's son or not? It's not the fault of the son, if you spoil him like this, you will suffer the consequences one day."

An Jincai didn't look back, and said calmly, "But he is my only son."

"Ha...Okay, fine." An Qian smiled angrily, "My only request is that they don't let their mother and son visit my grandma."

An Jincai nodded, "This dad can promise you."

An Qian said coldly: "Don't say you are my father, you are his An Pengpeng's real father, I only have my grandma."

At this time, a servant came in, holding a pair of soft and fluffy white shoes in his hand, "Master, here are the shoes."

She was also a little stunned when she saw the situation in the room, but she didn't say anything, and put the shoes under An Qian's feet.

"Young Mistress, change your shoes to make it warmer." Seeing that she was about to put on shoes with her, An Qian paused, "Thank you, I'll do it myself."

She moved her feet and put on herself.

"Is there anything else you need?"

Bo Xiangcheng said calmly, "Go down."

An Qian glanced at the man gratefully, wondering when he ordered the servant...

Looking at this scene, Zhao Fang realized that the young master seemed to really care about An Qian, and her teeth itched with hatred.

I could only wailed, "Son, seeing you like this, my heart hurts."

An Jincai: "Help him up and apply some medicine. Small problem."

An Qian turned around and stopped watching the obtrusive scene, "Let's go, I'm going to see my grandma."

An Jincai paused, "I'll come to the hospital as soon as I finish my work."

An Qian didn't turn her head back, "It's up to you."

Bo Xiangcheng didn't move, and said with a cold face: "My wife's respected elders, I treat them the same way. Butler An remembers to handle the transfer procedures for your son. I heard that you also bought a house outside, so you don't have to delay now." You and your family live in my Bo's house?"

After speaking, he took his wife and left.

What does An Pengpeng's pupils shrink and he transfers to another school?

The school he is currently studying in is the best school in Jiangcheng, and he can only get in because of the relationship of the Bo family. Now he needs to transfer?Transfer to civilian high school?

He doesn't want it!

Zhao Fang also stared wide-eyed. The last sentence made it clear that she and her son were asked to move out and kicked out.

The Bo family is too rich, even if it's just the butler's room, it's good to have one room, with luxurious and beautiful decoration, they can't afford to live outside.

Moreover, the scenery of the old house of the Bo family is very nice, with gardens, lawns, rockery, lotus fish pond, she has lived here for so many years, her husband is at work, and she is a full-time wife who is responsible for cooking. Mrs. Fu's life is the same, but now she is asked to live out?

Zhao Fang suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall, and slapped her son's thigh suddenly: "You are going to die! What are you doing to mess with your grandma! How could I have such a stupid son as you."

An Pengpeng said slowly: "I just... just want the villa in Hongfenglin..."