Chapter 11

Bo Qing stood still and tidied up his clothes. Then he slowly turned around.

Bo Haifeng is standing opposite her

For five years, she hasn't seen her father for five years. Before that, she thought that maybe time would dilute everything. If she saw Bo Haifeng again, she might not hate this man so much... It's just possible.

But when we met today, Bo Qing realized that it was impossible. She still hated him to the bone.

Looking at the shock between Bo Haifeng's looks, Bo Qing laughed contemptuously, "why can't I come? Do you think I'm dead?"

Bo Haifeng choked and couldn't speak for a moment. He was really shocked by the sudden emergence of Bo Qing.

Thin Yan reacted for a long time and then returned to his mind. He walked forward a few steps and shouted angrily, "are you thin tilt?"

Bo Qing looked at Bo Yan and sneered, but it happened that Zhang Junmei's heroic face was like a peach blossom in March. It was extremely confusing, "sister doesn't know me? Just now..."

"Shut up, it was you who treated me... Dad!" Bo Yan made a look of great injustice, jumped into Bo Haifeng's arms and said with a choking voice, "Dad, I really didn't. He framed me!"

Of course, Bo Haifeng believes in his daughter. As for this Bo Qing, although he is his son, he is very different from his original clever and obedient appearance five years later.

Bo Haifeng's face changed slightly, but he still yelled as usual: "today is your sister's big day. You're not afraid of losing face. I'm also afraid of losing face. Get out of here quickly!"

Bo Qing was calm. Even if she heard such hurtful words, she wouldn't take it to heart.

How did she come over the past five years? When she heard what the little nurse said in front of her mother's body, she knew that Bo Haifeng and Liu Xueqing had stopped all her mother's treatment. Her mother swallowed her last breath with hatred. How did she survive at that time

Thinking about this, she will no longer have any hope for Bo Haifeng, let alone feel sad. All that remains is hatred.

At the door, three more people came in, Liu Xueqing and Bo Yan's fiance Shen qingcen. In his arms, Bo Haifeng and Liu Xueqing's youngest son, Bo Yubao.

These, Bo Qing, were all checked out before he came here.

"That's good. Now your family is really neat."

"Bo Qing?" when Liu Xueqing saw Bo Qing, his shocked reaction was the same as that of Bo Haifeng. "Why are you here?"

"Now that all of you have arrived, I won't talk nonsense." thin Qing's cold eyes blinked slightly, and the cold stars in his eyes looked a little arrogant. "I came today to get back the shares left by my grandfather, 30 percent."

"What are you talking about?" Bo Yan first reacted and hissed. "Bo Qing, do you want to be shameless? Have you seen grandpa for so many years? Have you burned paper for Grandpa? Have you ever been filial?"

"Yes." Liu Xueqing said in a strange voice, "some people want shares because they can't even do the most basic filial piety? For so many years, but we Yan'er did our filial piety in front of her grandfather's grave."

Bo Yan took another step, "now the outside world knows that I am grandpa's granddaughter, and brother Cen and I have been engaged and will get married soon. That 30% of the shares should be mine."