The host of this banquet is the Fu family.
Normally, Bo Lin would never attend such an occasion in person.
But he just dealt with Fu Ru'an last night.
Bo Lin didn't want to make things too awkward with the old man at home at this point.
Only then did he respond to the old man's barrage of phone calls.
After all, now is not the time for reckoning.
Shu Yao's expression was calm, but his restless fingers still revealed his current mental state.
Bo Lin just gave him a look, and in an instant he thought of something.
"Boss Bo is very smart. The explosion was all a misunderstanding. It's better to meet by chance than to meet by name. It's very boring here. Would you like to go sit down together?"
The head of the Purton family's expression returned to normal, as if the tension between the two of them just now was an illusion.
Shu Yao was startled and wanted to say something but didn't dare to interrupt.
The seemingly amiable old man in front of him was even more terrifying than Candy, who had committed the bombing.
"certainly."
Bo Lin was about to leave.
He took two steps and then stopped again.
The head of the Purton family raised his eyebrows slightly and moved his gaze towards Shu Yao.
Shu Yao was startled, and he immediately said in a trembling voice: "I'll leave now."
After saying that, he hurriedly walked towards the elevator.
Bo Lin lowered his eyes, and the head of the Purton family said nonchalantly, "What does Mr. Bo like to drink in the evening? Red wine? Tea? Coffee?"
"Or maybe Mr. Bo likes cocktails? I heard that your pretty friend is a charming bartender."
"It's a pity that he recently took a leave of absence, otherwise I wouldn't be here tonight."
The head of the Purton family shook his head regretfully as he spoke.
Soon, he turned around and looked back: "Why doesn't Mr. Bo leave?"
Bo Lin stood there expressionlessly, "The Patriarch doesn't look like he's asking me to do anything for him right now."
The head of the Purton family smiled and said, "I like your personality very much. You can just call me by my Chinese name. My Chinese name is Cang Shu."
Bo Lin's expression remained stern: "The surname Cang is not common."
The Purton family head spoke with a nostalgic tone.
"Atractylodes is the name of a Chinese herb, given to me by the most important woman in my life."
"She is the mother of my child. Mr. Bo, please consider my old age and frailty and help me find the bloodline she left behind."
Bo Lin said calmly, "According to the ancient Chinese, the fate of descendants is predestined. The head of the family hasn't thought of looking for this child for so many years. It's best to let nature take its course when you're old and frail."
The smile on the face of the head of the Purton family slowly disappeared. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Bo Lin without saying a word.
The old man and the young man stood in the corridor for a long time until the elevator not far away rang again.
The head of the Purton family was the first to look away, and the gaze that was directed at him by the venomous snake was finally removed.
Bo Lin frowned, and then he heard the other party say, "I don't believe in fate. Okay, Mr. Bo, please go in."
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When Hua Jian arrived at the Xie family, she clearly noticed that the villa was very deserted.
Except for the lights on in the lobby on the first floor, the other floors were pitch black, looking very desolate.
"Second brother, what brings me back at this time?"
The table in the living room is used by Xie Zhitan as his office work.
Hua Jian remembered that this table was often used by Mrs. Hua to trim flowers and plants.
Thinking of Madam Hua, Hua Jian's already bad mood became even worse.
Xie Zhitan didn't raise his eyes and asked calmly, "Are you heartbroken?"
Hua Jian was stunned: "Who is it?"
Xie Zhitan glanced at him and said, "You and Bo Lin."
Hua Jian laughed: "He and I are just friends."
Xie Zhitan raised his head and smiled. "A friend who stayed overnight with you? I saw the marks behind Bo Lin's ears and on his neck. I was worried that Bo Lin would be embarrassed if he stayed there for too long. I'm not blind."
Hua Jian:...
"It's not what you think anyway."
[I don't like men, and I was only with Bo Lin because I was drunk. Never mind, I can't explain it to my second brother.]
Hearing his scumbag remarks, Xie Zhitan's eyebrows jumped violently.
He put down the information in his hand, thought for a moment, and said with a breath held, "I support normal love regardless of whether the other party is a man or a woman, but men should not be too casual, especially when the other party is the president of Bo's company."
"Also, remember to take safety measures."
Hua Jian's mind skipped a beat: "Men can't get pregnant."
Xie Zhitan said sternly: "Hua Jian!"
Soon, he pressed his brows together weakly and said, "You have just become an adult, so you may not know that the homosexual community is very dirty. Remember to take precautions."
"Okay, I understand, second brother."
Hua Jian didn't take it to heart at all. Bo Lin was not the kind of person who would do anything rash.
Xie Zhitan was a little annoyed when he saw him now. He waved his hand and said, "I asked you to come back because I was looking for something a few days ago and found a few paintings in the warehouse. They should be your childhood things. I asked the housekeeper to put them in your bedroom."
After he went upstairs, Xie Zhitan frowned as he looked at his back.
Bo Lin gives everyone the impression of being low-key and indifferent. As long as it is not a matter of principle, he will hardly get angry.
But when Xie Zhitan was studying abroad, he had heard other international students say this.
Bo Lin is a very ruthless person.
When Bo Lin first went abroad to study, he offended a local classmate from Country Y who started out as a gangster.
Everyone thought that Bo Lin's pride would be broken and he would beg for mercy in humble pity.
The classmate was urgently arrested for taking drugs, imprisoning, molesting and abusing minors.
Cases involving minors in Country Y will attract a lot of attention.
Not long after, the student was denied bail due to his bad behavior and was abandoned by his family.
..
So Bo Lin is definitely not the kind person he appears to be.
A fool like Hua Jian, whose mind is as clear as a blank sheet of paper, will be completely taken advantage of and manipulated by the cunning Bo Lin.
Xie Zhitan felt like a huge stone was pressing on his heart.
He felt helpless about the naive girl and the rich and powerful boss who were not a good match for each other in love.
Hua Jian didn't know what Xie Zhitan was imagining. When he came to the bedroom, he saw the painting that Xie Zhitan was talking about.
It's just an A4 thick-covered sketchbook that looks a little yellow.
Under the dim desk lamp, the sketchbook has a heavy feeling of the passage of time.
He pulled out the stool and turned it over.
The first page is just a mess of graffiti, with flowers, grass, the sun, and two little people, one big and one small, whose identities are unclear.
Hua Jian glanced at it indifferently and saw childish handwriting in the corner: Xiao Jian and Mom.
However, Xiaohua Jian probably couldn't write at that time, so the word "简" was missing a horizontal line in the middle, so it was written as "小筒" (small tube).
Hua Jian smiled.
This should be a graffiti made by the original owner when he was 4.5 years old. The strokes are very cute and irregular.
When turning to the next few pages, the picture suddenly changed.
Hua Jian stopped turning the pages.
A simple sketch of a mother and child suddenly appeared in front of him.
A big smile bloomed on the boy's round face, and the woman next to him showed her profile very gentle.
The boy no longer resembled the grown-up Hua Jian.
However, the woman next to her has some resemblance to Madam Hua in her eyes and eyebrows.
But Mrs. Hua hasn't smiled like this in recent years. She seems like a different person compared to the gentle woman in the painting.
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