Chapter 88 Why be so polite? We're all family.

For two consecutive days, Lu Yiwan learned that Bo Jinzhou was working overtime at SM every night, so she went there, but she didn't even see Bo Jinzhou.

With the engagement banquet fast approaching, she became increasingly anxious.

Jiang Yimian was looking at bags in the LV store, while Chu Yao and Tan Yusu sat in the VIP area gazing at her slender back.

The woman turned around, carrying a small blue bag, and asked, "How is it? Does it look good?"

Chu Yao rested his chin on his hand: "Are you sure you're not tempted?"

Tan Yusu: "Mianmian, don't be soft-hearted in the end."

Their words stunned her. She returned the bag to the saleswoman, saying, "You two are overthinking it. When it's acting, it should be as real as possible. It just so happens that Bo Jinzhou and Lu Wenchang have a grudge against each other. When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits."

Chu Yao, hands in his pockets, was unusually serious: "So what are your thoughts on Bo Jinzhou now?"

Jiang Yimian's eyes flickered slightly as she casually picked out a few bags and had the sales assistant pack them up. "I have no particular intentions. They've always been tools for revenge."

Chu Yao looked at her quietly, and finally said, "I hope you won't forget this last sentence."

Tan Yusu exclaimed, "Yaoyao, don't worry so much. Mianmian won't be that confused."

At SM Group, Song Zhou delivered the newly acquired documents to Bo Jinzhou's office. "President Bo, we've made some progress."

Bo Jinzhou took it, bypassed the sealing rope, and took out the documents inside.

Song Zhou delivered the documents as soon as he received them, without even looking at what was inside.

The above is a copy of the surveillance video. Eight years ago, only doctors and nurses came and went in Jiang Hua's ward. Half an hour before Jiang Hua died, only Lu Wenchang and Su Yan and Lu Yiwan went to her ward. Since there was no surveillance in the ward, no one knew what happened in those half an hour.

Just an hour after the three left, the doctor pronounced Jiang Hua dead.

He died from organ failure.

The doctors and nurses from that hospital are no longer there.

Rende Hospital, a hospital invested in by Bo Xilai, finally yielded some clues after several days of investigation into the records of the doctors and nurses from that time.

The nurse who was taking care of Jiang Hua was still in Yanjing, but in a county town on the outskirts of Yanjing.

The nurse was a local, and after what happened back then, she naturally returned to her hometown.

Bo Jinzhou looked at the nurse's information: Li Lan, 38 years old, from Fenglin County, Yanjing City, currently working at Fenglin County People's Hospital. She owns three houses, all in good locations, each 200 square meters. Her husband is also a local, just an ordinary veterinarian. The couple has a son and a daughter, and their family is happy and fulfilling.

The three houses were bought eight years ago and six years ago, respectively. Based on their combined salaries, it would have been impossible for them to buy three 200-square-meter houses within two or three years.

Bo Jinzhou's eyes were cold and deep. When Aunt Jiang fell ill back then, no one suspected anything. Everyone gets sick and dies eventually, and some incurable diseases will come their way.

He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, but in fact everything was traceable. For example, Lu Yiwan was Lu Wenchang's biological daughter, born two years earlier than Jiang Yimian. As soon as Aunt Jiang left, Su Yan was promoted to a higher position. All of this was premeditated.

A surge of anger welled up in Bo Jinzhou's chest, and his voice was cold and deep: "Still no news from the attending physician?"

Song Zhou shook his head, "That Dr. Guo has disappeared since he left Rende eight years ago."

He made a bold guess: "President Bo, could it be that Lu Wenchang silenced them?"

"No, if they were going to kill us, they would have left no trace."

"He should still be alive."

Bo Jinzhou pondered for a few seconds, then picked up his phone and dialed a number.

There was no answer on the other end, so Bo Jinzhou dialed again. The first thing the other person said when they answered was a swear word in English.

Bo Jinzhou simply said, "William, Doctors Without Borders, do you have the resources to help me investigate someone?"

The man called William retorted, his Chinese not very fluent, "Zhou, you're calling me in the middle of the night about this? Do you even know what time it is in America right now?"

"Sorry, it's an emergency. I'll treat you to dinner when you come to Yanjing."

A rustling sound came from the other end. "What's that? Which country?"

"Guo Jie is Chinese."

"Wait a minute, let me check."

I left my phone on my desk and waited. About a minute later, I heard a voice on the other end: "Guo Jie has been found. He's in a small country in Africa."

Bo Jinzhou: "Thanks."

"Song Zhou, you go there yourself."

Song Zhou immediately became alert, "President Bo, the internal strife over there is serious, I..."

Bo Jinzhou: "If you bring Guo Jie back, your year-end bonus will be tripled, and your salary will be doubled. I will arrange for someone to protect you."

A glint of cash suddenly flashed in Song Zhou's eyes. "Yes, Mr. Bo, I will definitely complete the mission."

If he didn't have to stay by Jiang Yimian's side, Bo Jinzhou would have gone in person.

*

Because of Bo Jinzhou and Jiang Yimian's usurpation of power, Chu Yao was successfully forced to leave.

Before leaving, he clutched his few remaining clothes and snorted, "You two have gone too far! You actually forced me, the host, to leave. You two were making love here, Bo Jinzhou, don't you have any shame?"

The two stood side by side, one tall and one short. The man, wearing a black bathrobe, had his arm around Jiang Yimian's shoulder, while the woman wore a champagne-colored bathrobe with her long hair cascading over her shoulders. The two acted as if they were at home, which was even more dazzling to Chu Yao.

Bo Jinzhou raised an eyebrow slightly: "Chu Yao, why are you being so polite? We're all family."

Chu Yao roared, "Who the hell is family with you? You're so rich, don't you know how to buy your own house? If you're going to put on an act, you should at least prepare a house beforehand. You insist on staying at my house and making me watch you two flirting and being all lovey-dovey. Aren't you ashamed?"

Jiang Yimian looked apologetic. "I'm sorry, Yao Yao, I'll send him away right away."

Bo Jinzhou tightened his grip, tilted his head, and glanced at her with downcast eyes: "Are you kicking me out?"

Bo Jinzhou was two years older than the three of them, but his aura was as strong as if he were ten years older. His cold words were completely irresistible.

Jiang Yimian forced a smile, "Then... shall we go together?"

Bo Jinzhou readily agreed: "Sure."

Chu Yao scratched his head. "I'm leaving, I'm leaving. You two stop messing around."

Chu Yao's boyfriend arrived quickly, took a few clothes, and left without a word.

Jiang Yimian covered her face; her cheeks were burning hot, and she felt quite embarrassed.

She complained to him, "You come here, but can you not be so reckless? I just want to get a drink of water and you have to hug me from behind. Yao Yao saw this and you still didn't stop. Is your skin made of steel and cement?"

Bo Jinzhou picked her up and carried her to the bedroom. "It's his fault for talking bad about me all the time. If you ever run away, it will definitely be because of him."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

"...You're overthinking it. If I ran away, it must be because you wronged me."

"It has nothing to do with anyone else."

Bo Jinzhou persisted: "Then he also damaged my reputation and made you misunderstand me."

Jiang Yimian was too lazy to talk to him, so she kicked him and said, "Go sleep on the sofa."

Bo Jinzhou gripped it tightly, his eyes deep and unfathomable: "The sofa is too small to fit me, but you are just right."