After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

Yan Haoyue watched the excitement and didn't think it was a big deal. She crossed her arms and said, "Hey, it's time. Why did Mr. Bo come to Nancheng?"

Just when Bao Hanshi strode towards Qiao Yu...

After Qiao Yu finished vomiting, she tilted her head and leaned on Yan Haoyue's shoulder.

Bo Hanshi: "..."

Yan Haoyue pushed her arm, "Hey, wake up? Yan Huan? Are you dead?"

No matter how much I shake it, I can't wake it up.

When Yan Haoyue raised her eyes and looked at Bo Han, she curled her lips and said, "Mr. Bo came at the wrong time. My assistant is probably drunk to death. Then who doesn't hurry up and help the assistant..."

The voice did not fall.

Bo Hanshi had already pulled the woman who was leaning on Yan Haoyue's shoulder, picked her up and walked towards the house.

Yan Haoyue rolled her eyes at Yan Chen with disdain.

That look seemed to say: I gave you a chance, but you are useless.

Yan Chen: "..."

Inside the mansion.

Little Xiangsi heard the noise and ran out of the room with her slippers on, "Dad! Why are you here? What's wrong with mom?"

"Mom is drunk, which room does she sleep in?"

"This way!"

When Xiao Xiangsi led Bo Han to Qiao Yu's room.

Downstairs, Yan Haoyue was sitting on the sofa with no intention of leaving.

Yan Chen frowned, "Aren't you leaving yet? Are you planning to stay here for the night?"

Yan Haoyue raised her eyebrows, "Why go away when there's a good show? Besides, I also have a room in this house. You can live here, but I can't?"

Yan Chen warned: "Don't play tricks on Xiao Huan."

Yan Haoyue seemed to have heard some joke, "How can I play tricks on my little assistant? I am a woman, is it possible that I can still have sex with Yan Huan? But you, you are a grown man, and Xiao Huan always grows up. You're the one who's so frightened!"

"...Yan Haoyue!"

Yan Haoyue glanced upstairs, "So ignorant? What do you think Bao Hanshi is doing up there? This man is drunk to death, he doesn't have such a strong taste!"

Yan Chen's face was condensed, he stood up and was about to go upstairs.

Bo Hanshi had already come out of Qiao Yu's bedroom.

There is so much movement in the living room.

Mr. Yan also came out of the study. The moment he saw Bo Han, he was obviously stunned: "It's so late. Mr. Bo has come all the way. Lao Du, make some tea."

"Yes, sir."

Bo Hanshi nodded slightly to Mr. Yan and directly explained the purpose of his visit: "I came to Nancheng to take Qiao Yu and Xiangsi back to the imperial capital."

Mr. Yan looked at him and smiled faintly, "Mr. Bo, there is no Qiao Yu here, only my daughter Yan Huan. Nancheng and Yan Mansion are her homes. I don't quite understand what Mr. Bo said about taking her back to the imperial capital. Mr. Bo You are a little girl...who are you?"

"I am her husband."

Mr. Yan acted like an elder, "Why don't I, the father, know that she is married? Have you received the certificate?"

"..."

On this point, Bo Hanshi was indeed wrong.

Yan Chen also said coldly: "Mr. Bo, if you broke into our Yan Mansion at night without being invited, is this considered a private intrusion?"

Mr. Yan was not completely unkind. "Mr. Bo came here at the wrong time tonight. If you have other things to talk about, please come back another day. Mr. Bo's life-saving kindness has always been in my heart. There are many ways to repay him." , I have asked Xiao Chen to draw up a check and send it to your company."

"I don't need this kind of repayment."

"I know Mr. Bo is not short of money, but Mr. Bo can't force me to use my daughter to repay the favor, right? One code is the other, and I won't force my daughter to do something she doesn't want to do."

Bo Hanshi chuckled, "How did Mr. Yan know that she didn't want to?"

Yan Haoyue continued and swung the knife coldly: "If you want, you won't pretend to be dead. Mr. Bo, Yan Huan will not go back to the imperial capital with you. She is new to Fengxing's business and just signed an order with me today. Business."

The Yan family is naturally towards the Yan family.

Internal fighting is okay, but when outsiders are around, we must first deal with the outside world unanimously.

Xu Zheng, who was standing next to Bo Hanshi, had a bad feeling when he saw this posture.

He whispered: "Master Bo, I guess we can't take Miss Qiao away today, why don't we retreat first? When Miss Qiao wakes up, we might still have some chance of winning..."

Bo Hanshi restrained his sharpness and vigor and only said: "I won't take her away, but she is drunk, so I stay and take care of her. Is that okay?"

No one in this room can be offended.

It's not that Bo Hanshi didn't have the strength to take Qiao Yu away by force, but in this room...the father-in-law, brother, and sister were all standing in a row. If he offended them...it would be a difficult marriage.

Mr. Yan took the lead and said: "Mansion Yan does not allow outsiders to stay overnight, but Mr. Bo is kind to me. I can ask Haoyue to arrange an executive suite for you in the Shilla Hotel."

"……no need."

It's rare to eat when it's cold.

But tonight, the situation was extremely unfavorable for him.

He turned around and wanted to go upstairs to see Qiao Yu again.

Yan Chen stopped him at the stairs: "Mr. Bo, please respect yourself."

"..."

Bo Hanshi pinched his knuckles, his eyes as cold as knives.

But Yan Chen refused to give in at all, "When Xiaohuan wakes up tomorrow morning, if she wants to see you, she will naturally contact you! Mr. Bo should go back first!"

Bao Hanshi, the uninvited guest, simply left the house.

He got into the car, but the black Phantom did not leave the vicinity of Yan's mansion.

Yan Chen said: "Father, Bo Hanshi hasn't left yet. Do you want me to find a few people to send him away?"

Mr. Yan smiled lightly, "If he wants to keep it, he can keep it. I want to see how sincere he is."

Yan Chen nodded and said in a very serious tone: "This time, we must not let Xiao Huan return to the imperial capital with him so easily."

……

upstairs.

Qiao Yu held his arms with both hands and sat up.

Little Xiangsi's eyes widened: "Mom, you're not drunk!"

Qiao Yu put her finger to her lips, "Shh, keep your voice down. Is your father gone?"

She had just vomited all over her body, her whole body smelled of alcohol, and she urgently needed a bath.

Little Xiangsi ran to the stairs and glanced downstairs. There was no one in the living room and the door to the villa was closed.

She ran back and said, "There's no one left."

Qiao Yu took her pajamas and went to the bathroom.

After soaking in the bathtub for who knows how long, my thoughts, numbed by alcohol, finally sobered up.

Coming out of the bathroom, Qiao Yu wiped her head and turned on her phone.

There were a lot of missed calls flooding into my phone.

Qiao Yu's eyes dimmed a bit, holding the phone in his hand, dazed for a moment.

……

In the children's room.

Little Xiangsi pulled up the quilt and was getting ready to sleep.

The watch phone rang.

It's Dad calling.

She answered, "Hello, Dad? Are you leaving?"

"How is your mother?"

Little Xiangsi said honestly: "Wake up, mom is fine, she is not drunk."

Bo Hanshi was startled.

From the car window, she looked up at the dark window where she had turned off the lights.

After saying a few words to Xiao Xiangsi, I hung up the phone.

He told Xu Zheng: "Drive back to the hotel."

"Then Miss Qiao..."

"She doesn't want to see me now. Let's talk about it when she wakes up tomorrow."

Xu Zhengdao: "Miss Qiao has misunderstood you. If she knew..."

But what Bo Hanshi is more worried about is that if Qiao Yu really wants to inherit Fengxing, the possibility of returning to the imperial capital with him is very low.

He didn't want to stop her from continuing to be popular.

But people always have selfish motives.