Chapter 9

Because of Xi Jinyan's case, Bo Qing became famous in the first World War. Coupled with his previous name in Los Angeles, Bo Qing immediately became the target of cooperation among the major upper class people in Ning'an city.

I can't help it. Now thin tilt seems to have become a trend.

Soon, Bo Qing's name spread all over Ning'an city. The family lived in Ning'an city. Naturally, they knew that Bo Qing came back and the scenery returned.

Bo Haifeng looked at the photos of Bo Qing at the press conference on the Internet and hissed, "I didn't expect that this boy has been missing for several years and has become a lawyer. He looks like he has two brushes."

Liu Xueqing, who was on one side, looked unhappy at the speech. "Why? Now that he's beautiful, do you still want to take him home?"

"What you said, no matter how capable he is, he can't compare with my son, isn't he, Xiaobao?" said Bo Haifeng. He got up and picked up his little son, Bo Yubao, who was playing with toys.

Xiaobao was having a good time playing with toys. He was suddenly interrupted. His temper suddenly came up and slapped Bo Haifeng on the cheek. "Let go of my old man, my toys, I want my toys!"

Seeing that the baby's son was unhappy, Bo Haifeng immediately put down Xiaobao. "Okay, dad is wrong. Dad will let someone go to the United States and buy you a lot of toys."

"Then don't you hurry up!" Xiao Bao stared at Bo Haifeng and roared unhappily.

"OK, OK, I'll call right away." Bo Haifeng immediately took out his cell phone.

Liu Xueqing sat on one side of the sofa and smiled proudly.

Sure enough, she had a good son. She was like an old Buddha in this family.

"Have you got my dress back? I must wear that high-grade custom-made dress for my daughter's engagement party in the evening."

Bo Haifeng said immediately after calling, "take it back, take it back, it has been put in your cloakroom, and the set of jewelry has been taken back together."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" said Liu Xueqing. She immediately stood up and strode upstairs.

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At 7 p.m. in the banquet hall of the Empire Hotel.

The engagement banquet between Bo Yan, the daughter of Bo's group, and Shen qingcen, the young master of Shen's group, officially began.

Although Bo's family can't compare with Xi's family, they still have a certain position in Ning'an city. Coupled with the position of Shen's group in Ning'an City, those who can participate in the wedding banquet are either rich or expensive.

At this meeting, Bo Haifeng was holding his baby son and greeting the guests. Liu Xueqing stood aside and made a quiet attitude, looking generous and decent.

A family of three is extremely happy and enviable.

At this meeting, the male and female protagonists of the engagement banquet are making up in the upstairs lounge and preparing to appear.

Both of them sat in front of the dressing table. Shen qingcen looked at the thin face in the mirror, smiled faintly, and said proudly, "why don't we get married directly? In this way, we can directly get the 30% shares."

"What's your hurry?" thin Yan's pure face looked arrogant, as if all things in the world were not qualified to enter her eyes.

With a slight smile, Bo Yan continued, "The old man left a will and said that as long as his grandson got married, he could take the 30% shares, but he would never know. His grandson, ah, is dead now. I don't know where he died. It's not in vain that I've been calling him Grandpa for so many years. Who else is qualified to take the shares except me. Anyway, it's all in my pocket I'm not in a hurry. "