Chapter 213 Return to the Bo Family
When Xie Ming saw the two of them, he was so excited that he cried and sobbed.
"Ancestors, I finally found you."
Xie Ming knelt on the ground and cried uncontrollably.
Jiang Ciyou was confused by his crying.
The assistant director was also wiping tears from his eyes: "The old man said that if he can't find you, he will pack up everyone in our production team and send them to Zimbabwe to shoot a documentary."
In fact, in the past two days, although the live broadcast room was manipulated by someone, the live broadcast was carried out normally.
But they have been unable to break through the technology and track down the address.
It is also impossible to determine the location of the two people from the live broadcast footage.
All we can tell is that they probably drifted to an island.
But there are countless small islands scattered here.
Finding them is not an easy task.
Just when everyone was in a panic and felt like a headless fly, the picture in the live broadcast room was completely cut off.
This instantly extinguished the hope that the program crew had just ignited.
I don’t know which big boss is behind this joke.
But just a few hours later, someone sent Xie Ming's location directly to his mobile phone.
This location is where this deserted island is located.
What is surprising is.
This island is located between Alcatraz and Angel Islands.
It is very close to both islands.
Strangely, this island is not on the satellite positioning map.
No one even knew that this island existed.
So, the program team looked for so many places, but they didn’t go to this nearest island.
Jiang Ciyou was shocked when he saw Shen Yibai.
The once sunny and cheerful boy has completely changed.
The bright smile of the past was no longer on his face.
Instead, there is a feeling of gloom and decadence.
He was so thin that his eye sockets were sunken.
After seeing Jiang Ciyou, he didn't run over and call her "Sister, Sister" as he usually did.
Instead, he hid at the farthest point of the crowd.
When Jiang Ciyou came to his senses, he could no longer see him.
Jiang Ciyou felt that something must have happened to Shen Yibai.
She probably guessed it in her heart.
Sometimes growth happens in an instant.
Jiang Ciyou and Bo Jinxiu released the rabbits they had caught earlier and finally left the island.
When the small bamboo house disappeared from my sight, I felt a little reluctant.
It’s not that I’m reluctant to leave here.
But Jiang Ciyou knew that his peaceful life had disappeared.
After going out, the worldly vanity and the complexity of human nature become a battlefield of bullets and gunfire.
Jiang Ciyou turned around and saw Bo Jinxiu.
He still has a low-grade fever.
Fell asleep on her shoulder.
He looks like a child when he is asleep, with long eyelashes that look like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.
His hand was still tightly clasped around hers.
Jiang Ciyou moved slightly, even in his sleep.
His hands would unconsciously clench tighter.
Jiang Ciyou touched Bo Jinxiu's chin and said, "Go to sleep. I will always be by your side."
Jiang Ciyou also slept for a while.
When I woke up, I found myself in Kyoto.
The Bo family has its own private airport.
After getting off the plane.
The convoy was parked outside.
A man in a suit and white gloves came over.
"Fourth Young Master, the old man asked me to take you back to the old house."
Jiang Ciyou followed Bo Jinxiu into an extended Lincoln.
Sitting in the car, Jiang Ciyou said nothing, his back straight.
Bo Jinxiu was a little amused: "Why are you so nervous?"
Jiang Ciyou was indeed a little nervous and rolled his eyes at him: "Where are we going?"
"The ugly daughter-in-law meets her parents-in-law."
The driver just said we were going back to the Bo family’s old house.
Jiang Ciyou was very worried.
Hearing Bo Jinxiu say this, I felt even more uneasy: "Can I not go?"
"Why, you already agreed to my proposal."
Bo Jinxiu also looked nervous: "You won't regret it so soon."
"Then... can you regret it?"
"No!" Bo Jinxiu grabbed Jiang Ciyou's hand.
"Once you're on my pirate ship, you'll never escape."
Jiang Ciyou's palms were icy cold.
"But I'm not ready yet."
Old lady Jiang Ciyou has seen it.
An old lady with a kind face and gentle personality.
But Mr. Bo.
He is a big figure who appears in history books.
Bo Haiquan started from scratch.
It started with a shipping business, from a small cargo ship to the shipping king at that time.
During the reform and opening-up period, he entered the real estate industry and within just a few years, he became the richest man in Kyoto.
If that were all his story, he would be considered a successful businessman.
It can't be called a legend either.
Bo Haiquan was not only a businessman in his life, he had also been invited to watch military parades many times.
During the foreign aid war, he did his best to transport food and medicine to the front line.
Made a great contribution to the victory of the war at that time.
After the war, they began to build bridges and roads and devoted themselves to the development of the domestic economy.
After many companies developed, he donated them to the country free of charge.
He is also committed to charity and has founded numerous children's foundations around the world.
In addition to charity, he is also committed to combating international terrorist organizations. Many international cancers that once wreaked havoc have been eradicated one by one by him, such as the "Blood Moon Gang" that once called itself the Doomsday Judge.
For this reason, he has been received by top leaders at home and abroad many times.
It can be said that he is not only a businessman, but also a great man.
Jiang Ciyou naturally felt infinite awe for such a person from the bottom of his heart.
Bo Jinxiu had long seen through Jiang Ciyou's thoughts.
He comforted her, "Although my father is serious and stern, he's not difficult to get along with. When the time comes, just answer whatever he asks."
This did not comfort Jiang Ciyou.
But there's nothing I can do.
The car finally entered the Bo family's old house.
This is the city center of Kyoto.
Next to the Forbidden City.
As soon as he entered the front yard, Jiang Ciyou felt something different.
This place where every inch of land is valuable feels like entering a garden.
There are mountains, water, and a winding stream.
The stream is crystal clear and at the end there is a small mountain waterfall.
There are various fish, shrimps, water plants and beautiful stones in the stream.
Following the winding stream, you can see pavilions and terraces standing in rows, and flowers and trees intertwined, like a poetic painting written by ancient literati.
After passing through the front yard, we finally arrived at the main villa.
Traditional Chinese style, with flying eaves, carved beams and painted buildings, blue bricks and black tiles, and an antique charm.
After entering, one will find modern furnishings, clean windows and floor-to-ceiling windows everywhere. However, rows of antique shelves and rare calligraphy and paintings by famous artists on the walls only reveal the family's heritage and luxury.
The old housekeeper saw the two of them and hurried over to greet them: "Master, Miss Jiang, you are finally here. The master is waiting for you in the study."
The two followed the butler to the study.
The old man was in his study, deep in thought over a chessboard.
"Master, the Fourth Young Master and Miss Jiang are here."
The butler spoke.
But Bo Haiquan seemed not to hear it.
Still immersed in the chessboard.
The butler left tactfully.
Bo Jinxiu took Jiang Ciyou's hand and walked in.
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