Chapter 173 Love the One You Want to Love
Bo Jinyan didn't say anything more and strode quickly toward the main entrance.
The old man's voice came from behind: "It's decided then. Ayan is right. Since you've decided to divorce, hurry up and sign the divorce papers..."
Bo Jinyan's steps never stopped.
Her lips curved slightly upward, revealing a captivating smile.
Finally, this day has come.
After leaving the Bo family's old residence, Bo Jinzhou went straight back to the group, but his emotions remained unsettled for a long time.
Sitting at his desk, he opened a drawer and his eyes were immediately drawn to the divorce agreement on the top shelf.
He reached out to take out the divorce agreement, his fingertips involuntarily pausing for a moment.
As I placed it on the table, the words my grandfather had once said kept replaying in my mind.
After taking out his phone, he quickly dialed his assistant's number.
I had just put down my phone when there was a knock on the door.
Su Qi walked in and respectfully asked, "President Bo, is there anything you need to tell me?"
"When Sang Ruo went to prison three years ago, didn't I tell you to spend money to bribe people? Didn't you do that?"
Bo Jinzhou raised his bright eyes and looked at Su Qi in front of him with anger.
"President Bo..." Su Qi immediately denied it after seeing the expression on his face: "When you asked me to take care of things, I immediately went to handle it. How could I promise you and not do it? Even if you gave me a hundred lives, I wouldn't dare..."
Bo Jinzhou looked at the tense expression on his face and his expression darkened considerably.
That's true.
Su Qi has followed him for so many years, and he always does a good job with whatever he is asked to do.
That shouldn't be a problem on his end, but rather a problem on the prison's end.
"They took my money, but didn't even take care of the things they were supposed to take care of!" Bo Jinzhou's lips curled into a mocking smile: "These people are really something!"
"Mr. Bo, could it be that they've been bullying Madam behind her back?"
Su Qi's pupils widened, and a look of shock appeared in his eyes.
"It's not clear yet, you should investigate first."
Bo Jinzhou leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on the divorce agreement on the table.
This small gesture was naturally noticed by Su Qi.
Su Qi didn't dare to ask any more questions, and could only nod slightly: "Okay, President Bo, I'll take care of it right away."
Just as he was about to turn and leave, Bo Jinzhou suddenly called out to him, "Wait a minute."
Su Qi turned around and looked at him: "What's wrong? President Bo..."
"Draft a new divorce agreement, transferring half of my assets to Sang Ruo's name."
The man angrily picked up the divorce papers from the table and threw them into the trash can.
Upon hearing this, Su Qi was so shocked that his pupils widened several degrees.
Her voice stammered slightly: "Mr. Bo... I didn't hear wrong, did I? Half of the fortune..."
Bo Jinzhou was furious, his voice filled with anger: "I don't want to repeat myself a second time!"
Su Qi quickly nodded: "Okay."
With all the businesses in the Bo Group combined, Bo's net worth has long exceeded 10 billion yuan.
Half of the property, how many billions would that be?
Mr. Bo is really quite generous...
But judging from his reaction, it didn't seem like he was doing it voluntarily. Could it be that he was forced by the Bo family?
Evening, at the clinic.
Fang Gan accidentally cut his hand while cooking last night, and the wounds on his cheek hadn't fully healed yet. So, when no patients came for treatment, Sang Ruo took the medicine and applied it to his wounds at the clinic's consultation table.
Little did he know that the man on the side of the road had already witnessed this entire scene.
Bo Jinyan watched this scene quietly, his hand unconsciously tightening its grip on the cigarette for a moment.
After he left late last night, Sang Ruo didn't call him once or even send him a single message all day today.
I was so frustrated that I drove here myself, and I never expected to see this.
The two were talking about something, and the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.
From his angle, you can clearly see the profiles of both of them.
The smiles on their faces were particularly striking.
The atmosphere inside the clinic was quite harmonious at that moment.
Just as Sang Ruo finished applying the ointment, Fang Gan suddenly asked, "When you went to the old house last night, did you already bring up the matter of divorce with Old Master Bo?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Ruo's hand holding the ointment suddenly paused for a moment involuntarily.
It seems he already knows...
Sang Ruo didn't intend to hide it from him, and nodded gently: "Yes, I already told Grandpa yesterday."
"From now on, you'll be free, and you can finally do what you want to do and love whoever you want to love..."
Fang Gan's voice contained a faint hint of sadness.
Sang Ruo lowered her gaze in surprise, and when their eyes met, she saw a deep, intense... in the depths of his eyes.
deep feeling.
Yes, it's deep affection.
The moment those two words popped into his mind, even he was startled.
Why would his senior brother suddenly look at him like that?
Such gazes had appeared before, but that was a long time ago, as far back as her university days.
During that time, Fang Gan would often do things that made her misunderstand, frequently sending her various gifts and delicious food.
She once wondered if her senior brother had other thoughts about her.
Fang Gan never mentioned words like 'love' or 'like' to him. After she got married, their contact decreased.
"Ruo Ruo, do you really have feelings for Bo Jinyan?"
The unexpected words abruptly interrupted Sang Ruo's thoughts.
Her upper eyelashes fluttered incessantly, but for a moment she didn't know how to respond to his words.
Fang Gan suddenly reached out his well-defined hand, grabbed her arm, and pulled her closer: "Ruo Ruo, why aren't you saying anything?"
This scene caught the eye of a man on the roadside, and in an instant, he snapped the cigarette in his hand in two.
The flames, carried by the sweeping breeze, eventually turned to ashes, which filled the air.
Bo Jinyan threw the cigarette in his hand directly on the ground, picked up his shiny leather shoes, and stomped out the cigarette bit by bit.
The crimson in his eyes, like a burning flame, slowly rose.
At that moment, Sang Ruo subconsciously looked at his hands: "Senior brother..."
Fang Gan noticed the change in her expression and eventually let go of her.
He smiled faintly and said, "If you don't want to answer, then don't. I was just asking casually, so you don't need to feel pressured."
Sang Ruo nodded subconsciously without replying.
After Fang Gan stood up, he reached out his slender hand and gently stroked her head.
His movements were exceptionally gentle, and his eyes were filled with obvious doting affection: "What do you want to eat tonight? Your senior brother will cook for you when we get home..."
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