"Oh right," Hua Jian said in frustration. "Because of that guy surnamed Fu, Bo Lin has such a low alcohol tolerance. Luckily, I went to find him yesterday. Otherwise, wouldn't Bo Lin have been taken advantage of by that guy surnamed Fu?"

His face was filled with indignation, and the thought of Bo Lin being molested made his hands itch.

He never expected that it was he who flirted with Bo Lin last night.

Before Bo Lin returned to the apartment, the old man called.

What Lu Zexi said was indeed right. Fu Ru'an went to the old man to complain.

Bo Lin threw his cell phone on the seat, but he could still hear the old man's loud and powerful scolding.

After a few minutes, the noise on the phone finally died down.

Bo Lin looked at the length of the ongoing call and had no choice but to pick up the phone.

The old man's voice had grown calmer. "...Go apologize to Ru'an. He's a simple man with a straightforward manner. He must be incredibly upset that you've embarrassed him in front of so many people."

Bo Lin said calmly, "Simple people wouldn't hold a wedding party abroad. I won't show you the photos and videos. I'm afraid your heart can't take it."

"Bo Lin!"

"Tell him to stop showing up in front of me. You and Grandpa Lu have been doing pretty well these past few years. Don't forget that most of the money donated to the Fu family in recent years was earned by me and Big Brother Lu."

"Little bastard, have you grown wings? Let me tell you..."

"Tell Fu Ru'an to go abroad as soon as possible, otherwise I will not allow him to go anywhere."

After hanging up, Bo Lin immediately called Jiang Kai and said, "Stop all plans for the charity fund to support the Fu Ru'an Orchestra in the second half of the year."

Until this time, the evil fire that had been pent up for a long time finally dissipated.

Now I can calmly consider how to deal with the flower baskets.

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Bo Lin: What should I do with you? My stupid yet truly beautiful husband.