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

These words successfully caused Mr. Bo to fly into a rage.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Believe it or not, I will kill you today."

Bo Chenchuan remained silent, but his eyes became more and more determined, while his hands were slowly groping.

Supporting his weak body, he ran outside.

Mr. Bo didn't look nervous at all, but his grandma started to panic.

"Grandson, where have you been?"

She couldn't speak either, but her eyes were still worried about Bo Chenchuan.

At least it's better to be alive than dead.

"Let him go, what tricks can a little kid come up with?"

He walked into the kitchen with firm eyes, and looked at the gas table when he was brewing.

With a "click", the room was filled with an unpleasant smell.

And Bo Chenchuan also took the opportunity to escape, he quickly rushed out of the kitchen, and then let go of the kitchen door.

He leaned against the refrigerator, clutching his chest and coughing violently.

"Cough cough cough."

His tears flowed down.

He wants to escape.

Because this is hell, he hates this place, everything here makes him feel suffocated.

But at the same time, he longed to live.

"What's wrong with Chen Chuan?" Mr. Bo happened to pass by the kitchen, and he asked worriedly.

Bo Chenchuan ignored it, still coughing.

"Chen Chuan, I order you to go into the house and change immediately, or I will break your leg today." Seeing that he ignored him, old man Bo said angrily.

Bo Chenchuan turned around slowly and looked at the man standing in the living room.

"What do you want?" he asked warily.

"You should understand what I'm going to do." Mr. Bo said sinisterly, with a threatening tone.

"I won't listen to you anymore, unless I die!" He stared at him stubbornly, and began to feel inexplicably afraid in his heart.

When Mr. Bo heard his refusal, he was furious, "Are you courting death?"

"Since you like death so much, then I'll make it happen for you!" As he spoke, he stepped forward, raised his arms and punched him.

But he had been prepared for a long time, and after seeing his movements, he avoided it.

He looked at the man in front of him with disdain on his face.

"I'm your son, don't you still have the heart to do it?" He tried to persuade him, "Aren't you afraid that no one will take the blame for you?"

Old Man Bo looked at him coldly, "To take the blame?"

"Now you still want to help me take the blame?"

"Do you think the knowledge you have learned is enough?"

He laughed mockingly and continued, "You overestimate yourself. The cold voice made Bo Chenchuan afraid again.

At this moment, the sound of the gas in the kitchen outside became more and more intense.

"What's the smell?" He reacted immediately, and grabbed his weak body forcefully. "Tell me, what do you want?"

He was forced to be pulled, his whole body suspended in the air, his feet were on the floor, unable to move at all.

With a "bang", the gas tank exploded, and the heat wave came.

He closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the pain to come.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any pain. On the contrary, old man Bo's heart-piercing shout came from his ears: "Chenchuan!"

When Bo Chenchuan opened his eyes, he realized that he had been pushed to a corner by Mr. Bo, and the fragments of the gas tank were only half a centimeter away from him.

Mr. Bo knelt down and hugged him, using his body to cover him completely under his body.

"Chen Chuan!" He hugged the boy in his arms tightly, as if he was afraid of losing him.

Bo Chenchuan raised his eyes and looked at him, his pale lips parted slightly, "Why did you do this?"

Old Man Bo raised his head and wiped away the tears on his face, "You are my son, and you will bear everything on my behalf."

"You are crazy!"

At this moment, his heart completely collapsed.

The escape and departure that I originally planned all disappeared at this moment.

Bo Chenchuan's eye sockets were moist.

"It's not that I'm crazy, it's you who forced me."

"I never thought of hurting you." Bo Chenchuan lowered his head, his heart was throbbing violently, as if it was about to burst, his figure looked extremely fragile.

Looking at his appearance, old man Bo felt very distressed, "My dear, don't blame me."

"You should rest for a while."

After speaking, he went straight to the second floor.

His heart twitched suddenly, his eyes became dim, and he slowly lowered his eyelids to cover the dark color.

In Mr. Bo's bedroom.

Mrs. Bo stood in front of the window sill, looking into the distance, "Have you discussed this child with your wife?"

"Are you ready to tell her the truth?"

"No." He answered succinctly.

He turned his head and looked at Mrs. Bo, "Tell her, wouldn't it be crueler for her if her own son didn't die?"

"Chen Chuan is my grandson, and he is your son."

She sighed, "He is still young, he needs our care and not bullying."

"Chen Chuan doesn't want to stay here."

"I'll go and give him psychological training." Mr. Bo said firmly.

Her voice gradually trembled: "If you really want to make up for Chen Chuan, let him go."

"What are you messing around with?"

Mrs. Bo's eyes fell on him, "Chen Chuan is a child of our family, he is your son!" Her voice was choked with sobs.

Tears glistened in old man Bo's eyes.

Mrs. Bo's body trembled, she held on to the window sill with her hands, swayed a few times and almost fell down.

"Let him go free." Mrs. Bo's body couldn't help trembling, "He will only die in the Bo family."

Mr. Bo looked at the woman in his arms. Although she was nearly sixty years old, time took special care of her and she was well maintained.

It took a long time for Mrs. Bo to calm down. She sat on the sofa and looked at the indifferent man.

"It was a small fire just now. If he really dies one day, how do you let me live?"

She couldn't help looking towards the courtyard, "I won't let outsiders' children inherit the family business."

Mr. Bo's voice was still firm, "I will not let someone without my blood inherit it."

"But there can still be scapegoats."

Looking in the direction of the other party, a ten-year-old girl followed a seven-year-old boy outside the courtyard.

They were curious and wanted to enter the house, but they were stopped by the bodyguards.

"Then handle your daughter-in-law's affairs cleanly, and don't show your feet."

Her expression also became indifferent, and the surrounding atmosphere fell into silence after the negotiation was concluded.

"You should know what to do."

When Mr. Bo heard the news, he sneered, "Give me another two years."

"Only if she treats Bo Chenchuan well, can he win his heart."