Bond knew his limits, but he still didn't understand. "Flower is already the adopted son of the head of the Purton family. I can't believe your grandfather wouldn't approve of you being with the heir worth hundreds of billions."

Bo Lin raised his eyelids and frowned at him: "I'm not with Hua Jian because of money, and certainly not because of the name Pulton."

Seeing his displeasure, Bond immediately explained: "Of course, I absolutely do not mean to insult your love."

Bo Lin withdrew his gaze and continued to look at the tablet.

"However, my sources told me that Country F is very opposed to Hua Jian's appearance. Some of the side branches have even mobilized their connections to search for the real child of the Pulton family head."

The huge inheritance is impossible to reliably count.

Giving it away to a non-blood-related Chinese person is even more painful than killing those Pulton people.

They would rather find the real child of the Pulton family master, and perhaps have a chance to inherit some of the inheritance...

"Although China prohibits wooden warehouses, you still need to pay attention to Flower's safety."

After a few words, the car drove into the road leading to the Bo family's old house.

"Hmm, I didn't expect someone to walk to a house this far away." Bond's eyes lit up when he saw the person in front of him. "It's a handsome boy, Lin? Should we give him a ride?"

Bo Lin didn't even raise his head: "No."

Bond's face was filled with regret as the car quickly passed the man. When he saw the handsome young man's appearance, he casually said, "White shirt and glasses, Flower also likes to wear this. Is this the popular style among young people in China now?"

Bo Lin narrowed his eyes slightly.