Chapter 557

The next day, when the servants got up, they found that Xia Beiqing was still kneeling on the ground. His body was shaking and he couldn't support himself any more. His face was as white as paper, and his cold sweat slid down his forehead.

Zou Bo couldn't see it any more, so he ran into his study and begged junscher.

"Master Che, why don't you let Beiqing go to see Mr. Shen? I believe that Beiqing young master will grow up and will not make trouble again."

Junscher was leaning on the chair, looking through the documents in his hand, and glanced at Zou Bo indifferently: "I'll let him go. Will my father let him go?"

Zou was speechless.

Yes, it's Lord Cheuk who has concealed this matter now. If he can't hide it later and is known by the old man, it will be a disaster like the collapse of heaven.

Mr. Shen is a man. It's a small matter. The point is that Mr. Shen is the woman's brother.

How much he loves his sister, how much he hates the third party who destroys his sister's marriage!

Xia Beiqing knelt for a day and a night without eating or drinking.

Until the next night, everyone fell asleep, and the whole family fell into silence.

Zou Bo sneaked out of the room, came to a hall, squatted beside Xia Beiqing, and stuffed something into his arms.

Xia Bei tilts his head and looks at Zou Bo in amazement.

Zou Bo said in a low voice, "young master, if you want to go, just go. I'll open the door for you."

Xia Bei tilted his eyes and didn't respond: "Zou Bo, you are..."

Zou Bo pointed to the things in Xia Beiqing's arms and laughed amiably: "the air tickets, mobile phones and wallets are all here. Although I'm old, I'm not an old pedant. When I was young, I had to fight for what I wanted. There was nothing to be afraid of. No matter how difficult it was. There is a saying that there is always a desperate love in life, and a journey to go

Xia Beiqing looked at the things in his hand, his nose straight sour: "but... You let me go, if chege knows..."

"Don't worry." Zou Bo said with a smile, "I've been at your house for decades. Cheuk won't do anything to me."

Xia Beiqing nodded vigorously: "Zou bo... Thank you."

Zou Bo touched the youth's head: "thank you, you... I grew up watching."

Xia Bei leaned his arms and stood up. His knees were numb and his whole body was stiff. He fell to the ground several times.

Zou Bo opened the door first, then helped Xia Bei to lean out.

"Young master, I can only send you here."

Xia Beiqing said thanks again, then held his knee and rushed towards the night.

Zou Bo returned to the hall, gently closed the door, turned around, and suddenly saw a slender figure standing on the stairs, hiding in the dark, just like a ghost coming quietly, looking at him with a pair of cold and sharp eyes.

Zou Bo immediately covered his heart and was so scared that he felt soft all over: "Che... Che Yeh..."

Junscher only looked at him and said nothing. After a moment, he took his eyes back indifferently, turned and stepped upstairs.

Zou Bo was relieved.

Shuo Guo.

Shen Zhiyu is sitting on the sofa. The pudding is in his arms. He holds the bottle with his chubby hands, pouts his little mouth and sucks, and makes a wheezing sound.

Shen Zhiyu glanced at his watch.

It's very late.

Shen Zhiyu poked the cheek of the pudding: "your father hasn't come yet. He may be working overtime again. It seems that you will sleep in my house again tonight."