Chapter 1667
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
âMrs Yuan, your daughter is the one who dragged me onto the battlefield. If she doesnât die, the ones who die will be my mother and me! Youâd better understand the pros and cons of this.â
Ye Zhiqingâs legs went soft and she fell to the ground.
Yuan Zhengchong walked out slowly. It had only been a few days since they last met, but he had aged so much that his hair had turned white.
âBo Jinchuan, did this woman really kill Sichun?â
Bo Jinchuan looked up at Yuan Zhengchong and said calmly,
âNo, she died in the hands of the rioters.â
Shen Fanxing pursed her lips.
Yuan Zhengchong stared at Bo Jinchuan for a long time before laughing coldly.
âShe just admitted it herself and you still want to protect her?! My daughter is a kidnapper, so sheâs a murderer!â
Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips and said, âYou can tell the media and see if they believe you.â
The muscles on Yuan Zhengchongâs face began to tremble violently.
Yes!
Without any evidence, who would believe that Shen Fanxing had killed Si Chun?
Moreover, Shen Fanxing was telling the truth.
It was Sichun who kidnapped Ji Fengmian first. Moreover, it was on the way to the city center. So many pairs of eyes watched as she was taken away. Later on, it was confirmed.
They couldnât deny it at all. Under the premise of all this, if she was killed by Shen Fanxing personally, others would only curse that she deserved it.
Moreover, that place was a place that everyone avoided. Even if she really killed someone, what could they do to her?
Without evidence, the law could not punish her.
Who would care about his empty words?
Wasnât that what Bo Jinchuan had predicted?
He took a deep breath. In fact, he had long been disappointed in Yuan Sichun.
However, she was his daughter after all. He had always doted on her since she was young. How could his heart not ache now?
âWhat about Sichun?â Yuan Zheng asked slowly. âEven if she really⦠on account of the fact that the two of you grew up together, did she really not bring her⦠back?â
Bo Jinchuan was unmoved. âThe friendship I had with her when we grew up has long been exhausted by her. I donât have that much energy to bring a burden out of that place.â
âBo Jinchuan!â
Old Master Bo was finally angered by Bo Jinchuanâs heartlessness.
âAre you even human?! Look at the woman you found in the end! Sheâs a murderer!â
âEnough!â
Bo Jinchuan interrupted Old Master Bo coldly.
âNo one has the right to criticize her. Perhaps only you can remain indifferent after knowing the death of your biological son.â
Upon hearing this, the old manâs body swayed and his face turned pale, as if someone had sucked all the blood out of his body.
âWhat⦠what did you say?â
Bo Jinchuanâs body turned cold and there was no warmth in his gaze.
âI know what kind of woman she is. You donât have to interfere. If you donât understand her, shut up as much as possible.â
âYouâ¦â
âJingchuan, what are you saying?! The person standing in front of you is your grandfather, not anyone else! Is this how you should speak to him? Youâre being unreasonable for an outsider!â
Bo Yuelin reprimanded him righteously.
âFor an outsider?â Bo Jinchuan asked sarcastically. âSince when did the Yuan family become the Bo familyâs wife?â
What he meant was that for the sake of the Yuan family, Old Master had publicly stripped him of his management rights and even the title of the young master of the Bo family.
Bo Yuelin choked. âThat⦠is for your own good!â
âThereâs no need. I know what Iâm doing. If theyâre here because of Yuan Sichun, Iâve already made things clear. Yuan Sichun is the cause of everything. Donât pester me anymore. Iâve already given you enough face by not piling all her mistakes on you.â
Ye Zhiqing suddenly burst into tears again.
âSichun, return my daughter to me! Bo Jinchuan⦠you⦠your Bo family will die a horrible death! Shen Fanxing is a murderer. All of you will die a horrible death!â
Bo Jinchuan frowned. âYu Song!â
Yu Song immediately stood up and instructed the bodyguards behind him to bring Ye Zhiqing and Yuan Zhengchong out without mercy.
Then, he turned to leave with Shen Fanxing.
âYou⦠Stop right there!â
Masterâs furious voice sounded from behind. Seeing that Bo Jinchuan didnât stop, he shouted,
âThe Bo family has raised you up and this is how you repay me? Bo Jinchuan, are you worthy of the energy and expectations Iâve given you? Whatâs so good about this woman? Why did you abandon the Bo family? Did you lose your basic humanity?â
Shen Fanxing turned her head to look at the man beside her. His face was cold as he continued to walk with her.
âIf youâre only grooming me to repay you unconditionally, you might really be disappointed. Donât keep using the Bo Consortium against me. I donât like what you like.â
âEverything you have now is given by the Bo Consortium!â
âThen when the Bo Consortium is gone, do you think I will have nothing?â
âIgnorant fool!â
The old master bellowed angrily, leaving Bo Jinchuan with a calm back view.
After bringing Yuan Zhengchong and Ye Zhiqing out, Ye Zhiqing cried her heart out.
Yu Song shook his head and said,
âMr. Yuan, Mrs. Yuan, instead of making a fuss here, why donât we think of a way to get her back? We still have to hold a funeral for her.â
Ye Zhiqing stopped crying.
As if she had grabbed onto a life-saving straw, she grabbed Yu Songâs hand and cried,
âYu Song, tell me, is my daughter really dead? No, they were lying to me just now, right?â
Yu Song shook his head and said, âMrs Yuan, that place is chaotic to begin with. There must be a reason for everyone to stay away from it. There are constant riots and itâs normal to be implicated. My condolences.â
Ye Zhiqing finally accepted her fate and let go of Yu Song.
Bo Jinchuan and Shen Fanxing walked around them and got into the car.
Yu Song sighed helplessly and left with a look of pity.
âIn any case, letâs go and find Miss Yuan first. Miss Yuanâs corpse is in the warehouse there. If we go quickly, we should be able to find it. Otherwise, you might not be able to find it even if you want to. That place usually burns the corpses togetherâ¦â
With that, she ran into the car and started the engine. She glanced at Bo Jinchuan in the rearview mirror.
âSir, do we really have to do this?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Bo Jinchuan replied calmly, âIf not, I wonât have the patience to deal with them.â
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