Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

After he pretended to be asleep and woke up again, the surrounding environment had changed.

The unfamiliar face that entered the target, with a bit of hesitation in the eyes, "Are you?"

"Master Bo, I'm in charge of taking care of you." The maid's tone was very light, as if she was afraid of making him angry.

The movements are also very careful.

The surrounding environment is like a dream, completely different from an orphanage.

"This is my future home?"

His words were a little dubious, but now that he had been adopted, his posture was raised again.

"Since you are serving me, tell me who my father is."

The maid looked at his clear eyes with some doubts, and there was surprise in her eyes.

But then he immediately regained his composure.

She handed over the water glass and said softly, "Drink first."

"I'll tell you slowly about the Bo family."

He dubiously drank the water handed over by the other party, and the moment he drank it, he felt hot all over his body.

The posture of wanting to resist originally turned blank in an instant.

It seems that it has become a body with clothes at the mercy of others, and all the words that I wanted to ask were transported back by the water.

Obediently staring at the man who walked in from outside the room.

"Bo Chenchuan, you have to remember that the family doesn't like children with bad mouths."

"But I also want you to know that you have unlimited rights."

He nodded numbly with no signs of life, and walked in the direction of his father.

"Do you like your new home?"

"I like it." Before his mouth passed through his brain, he had already answered by himself.

His eyes were confused, his pupils were loose, and he lost focus and continued to say, "I like you very much."

But he still retained a trace of spirit, his eyes fixed on the man in front of him.

Just to find out his clues.

There were two bodyguards in suits standing beside Mr. Bo. Their faces were gloomy, and the air pressure around them was extremely low.

When Bo Chenchuan passed them, he stopped. He looked at the man without saying a word.

"Your surname represents rights." The man's tone was gentle, pampering, and he stretched out his hand to caress the top of Bo Chenchuan's head.

The image of being in the car just now flashed across Bo Chenchuan's mind, his eyes opened even wider, "Father." His voice was hoarse, and he stared at the person in front of him dazedly.

Old Man Bo's face was gloomy, "From now on, I will be your father."

"Yeah." His body has uncontrollably approached the person in front of him.

Mr. Bo looked at the child in front of him who had been controlled by drugs, stretched out his fingers and stroked his hair, his eyes revealed a deep look, "If you want, the whole small circle can be your home in the future."

When he said these words, the gloomy look on his whole body made him unable to help but dare not approach.

"Where's my mother?" He asked abruptly.

This sentence was just asked casually by him, but it changed his life.

A crazy woman slowly walked in from outside the house, as to why she was a crazy woman under the influence of Bo Chenchuan.

Naturally there is a reason.

She walked on the ground barefoot, staring at him with blurred eyes.

The moment she saw him, "A Chuan, you are mine." Greed and possessiveness appeared in her eyes, and her gaze slowly fell on the birthmark on his arm, and she murmured, "You are mine, you are mine."

The moment Mr. Bo saw her, his pupils suddenly dilated.

"How dare you come here?" He snapped.

"Where is my child?" The crazy woman didn't listen to his warning at all.

Old Man Bo narrowed his eyes, and pointed at Bo Chenchuan in front of him, there was no warmth in his eyes, "Your child is here."

The woman suddenly became manic, her eyes were red.

"I want my child, you give me back my child!"

Bo Chenchuan involuntarily backed away in fear, but never thought of bumping into the back of the chair behind him.

"what--"

With his screams, his body lay limp on the ground.

Mr. Bo frowned and looked at the people behind him, and the bodyguards around him immediately went on the defensive.

"Don't go crazy here." His voice was a little angry, "You are not ashamed, but I am."

"Hehe!" The woman smiled, with crazy jealousy in her eyes, "You took my child away, I just want to return my child."

"I hate you!" she said, about to run to him.

Mr. Bo quickly dodged her attack, and then sternly grabbed her neck, "I warn you, if you dare to act recklessly, I will never spare you!"

Her legs kicked wildly, and her hands grabbed the person in front of her.

Her sharp nails cut his skin.

Bright red blood flowed out, staining the floor red.

"Ahhhhhhh!" the woman yelled in pain, but still held his wrist tightly.

The two wrestled together, and the surrounding bodyguards poured in one after another, but they didn't dare to intervene.

After seeing the woman being pulled away, Bo Chenchuan immediately ran towards the door.

His strength was too weak to break free from the shackles of these bodyguards, but the situation in front of him frightened him.

The real fear reminded him of what old man Bo said in the car.

I wish I could go back to the orphanage right now.

But a moment of hesitation unintentionally flashed in my mind, remembering that the orphanage had been completely burned down by the fire.

The sense of fear arises spontaneously again.

"You want to run?"

The old man Bo's voice made his skin crawl all over the ground, and his eyes trembled so he didn't dare to look up at him.

Mr. Bo let go of his hand and looked down at him, "I won't allow it, and no one can escape!"

As he spoke, he hugged Bo Chenchuan horizontally and walked towards the door.

He didn't know that the child he was holding had already woken up the moment he touched him just now.

The darkness and madness in his eyes made him feel a little scared in his heart.

This child does not seem to be so innocent.

But Bo Chenchuan didn't choose to speak, he had to delay now.

He glanced at the surrounding environment from the corner of his eye, and immediately blurted out, "I can help you."

"help me?"

Mr. Bo was overwhelmed by his calmness, and slowly put him on the ground, "How are you going to help me?"

Bo Chenchuan stared blankly at the man in front of him. The gentle smile on the other side reassured him, but made him want to cry inexplicably.

He opened his mouth to say something, but his throat seemed to be stuck, and he couldn't make the slightest sound.

Mr. Bo lowered his head to look at the child in his arms, and said in a gentle tone, "Speak, Chen Chuan."

"what do you want to learn?"

There was a threat in this sentence, and the five-year-old said with hesitation in his eyes, "I want to learn finance."