Chapter 138 The Deepest Malice in the World
The old lady knew it a long time ago.
Because in these three years, Bo Jinxiu hardly went home.
After investigation, it was discovered that Bo Jinxiu had been living in the Green Villa.
With a woman named Jiang Ciyou.
And he is kept by this woman.
This woman's identity is also very complicated.
The fake daughter of the Jiang family.
Daughter-in-law of the Yan family.
Of course she also knew that Miss Jiang was hurt by love.
Her husband was not a good man and eloped abroad with his mistress.
Miss Jiang got involved with Bo Jinxiu out of anger.
Moreover, Jiang Ciyou and Yan Feng did not actually get married.
She tacitly accepted Bo Jinxiu's relationship.
Of course, Bo Jinxiu has had his own ideas since he was a child.
She was willing to give up the girl from the Shen family and date another girl, and she was happy in her heart.
Bo Jinxiu really wants to marry Shen Qingqing.
Then the Bo family will never have peace in the future.
So she supports this relationship from the bottom of her heart.
In fact, Miss Jiang also met her once.
It was at his seventieth birthday party.
She gave her a cup of Li Wanghua tea that she had prepared herself.
It is very effective in helping her sleep and improving her mental state. She has almost used up all of it and is planning to ask for another box.
How come that girl is suddenly involved with Memory again?
The old lady's face suddenly darkened.
"Xiao Bai, other girls are fine, but don't even think about Miss Jiang."
Shen Yibai didn't know what was going on: "Grandma, you have always been the most open-minded. Why are you against it? Do you look down on her just because she is a fake daughter of the Jiang family?"
Shen Yibai's understanding of Jiang Ciyou's identity was limited to what was discussed on the Internet.
The old lady sighed.
She glanced at Bo Jinxiu and said, "She came to visit me at my 70th birthday party, along with her husband."
The old lady's voice was heavy: "She was married, although she is now separated from her husband, but your mother would never agree to such an identity, Xiaobai, your identity is quite special. You are the future of both the Bo family and the Shen family. The burden on your shoulders is not light. Many things cannot be done according to your temper. "
"It doesn't matter if she was married before. It's enough that she is single now. I like a person regardless of her past. I only want her future."
Shen Yibai continued, "Besides, the Bo family only needs my uncle. I never planned to inherit the family business, and I will not inherit the Shen family either. They can give it to whoever they want. I want to live my own life. I am not a tool for your family to unite."
"Does your mother agree?"
When it comes to Bo Wanhua, Shen Yibai feels a little indignant.
"My mother is my mother, and I am me. Why should my life have to be approved by her and follow her arrangements?"
Bo Jinxiu said calmly, "Do you have the ability to fight her now? If you don't want to study abroad, she has a way to send you out. If you don't want to come back, she has a way to bring you back. Whether you run away from home or resist, she has a thousand ways to make you compromise."
Bo Jinxiu looked at him steadily and said, "Think carefully, is there anything in your life that you have made your own decisions on?"
These words made Shen Yibai very depressed.
He has no control over many things in life.
Because the mother's influence will permeate every corner around him.
In recent years, the only skill he has been able to use is to escape.
Escape from the mother's sphere of influence.
But this is just a stopgap measure.
There was no way he could escape Bo Wanhua's control forever.
But Shen Yibai still said stubbornly: "I have a way to convince my mother. No matter what, I am her only biological son. She can't force me to death."
Of course it is impossible for Bo Wanhua to force Shen Yibai to death.
In fact, he is Bo Wanhua's only hope.
Bo Jinxiu knew that Bo Wanhua was strict with him and had a strong desire to control him.
But Bo Wanhua loves him.
There is no mother in the world who does not love her own children.
Thinking of this, Bo Jinxiu's neck felt cold.
What came to my mind was the scene when I was ten years old and was pushed into the swimming pool by Bo Wanhua.
That feeling of despair and suffocation came over me again.
Of course, what was colder than the pool water was the few minutes she stood by the pool and watched him sink to the bottom.
When Bo Jinxiu was a child, he also liked this elder sister very much.
Even though she was always cold and spoke harshly to him.
But he was very dependent on her.
Because his mother said that when he was born, the first person to hold him was his eldest sister.
This is probably the reason.
The eldest sister has always been a special person in his heart.
But since I knew it for so many years, my eldest sister has always wanted to kill him, and even took real action.
He finally felt the deepest malice from this world.
But no matter what, Bo Wanhua is cold and vicious.
It's different for Shen Yibai after all.
Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs.
Of course, Shen Yibai didn't know all this.
In Shen Yibai's eyes, although everyone was not in harmony because of the family property, they were still a family connected by bones and tendons in their bones.
In the afternoon.
Shen Yibai went to find Jiang Ciyou.
Waited at the TV station until she got off work.
Jiang Ciyou has been dealing with new variety shows recently.
The preparations for this new variety show were not smooth.
Because Director Xie only said that he wanted to prepare a new variety show.
However, there is no information about the type of variety show, the guests to be invited, the variety show plan, or the script.
The only thing we know now is.
This variety show will start recording in a week and it will be a live reality show.
It was recorded jointly by Rongtai and Beijingtai.
Rongtai is just an auxiliary.
Jiang Ciyou completely obeyed the arrangements over there.
Work when you should work, and cooperate when you should cooperate.
Assistant Qianqian received the email in the afternoon.
He said mysteriously, "Sister You, the documents have been sent from Beijing and Taiwan. Take a look at the invitation list. Si Yufeng and Jiang Se are on it."
Si Yufeng Jiang Ciyou is acquainted with Yan Yin’s idol.
I used to get ringworms in my ears from listening to her nagging.
The triple-Award winner, Hollywood's darling, is now the highest-paid male artist in the entertainment industry.
Jiang Se and Si Yufeng are almost equally matched.
A top-notch actress with many talents.
The movie she collaborated with Si Yufeng just became a big hit at the film festival and won several big awards.
Now the two of them often work together and are recognized as a screen couple.
Jiang Ciyou was quite surprised.
These two people are of extremely high status, and it is not easy to afford either of them.
It seems that Beijing and Taiwan have invested heavily in this variety show.
The second pair of guests were Wei Tingfang and Xu Yao.
These two are slightly less famous.
Wei Tingfang is also considered a first-line actor. He was selected from a talent show and has been learning Peking Opera since childhood. The song "Farewell My Concubine" made him famous all over the world, and he has a classical aura.
He is also the most handsome man in ancient costume in the entertainment industry.
Xu Yao, however, is not from the entertainment industry.
But he is a big internet celebrity with tens of millions of fans.
Her character is "the first generation of pure and innocent girl".
Anyway, there are a lot of fans, and they have spontaneously formed the "Yao Family Army".
However, there are still two pairs of guest lists that are empty.
The filming is about to start, has the guest not been decided yet?
But Jiang Ci was not worried, and it was not her turn to be worried.
She still leaves work when it's time to leave.
Just walked out of the TV building.
Then I saw Shen Yibai waiting outside.
He was still wearing a simple white T-shirt and light grey sports pants.
He seemed to have been waiting for a long time, standing beside the flower bed, with his head lowered, his hands in his trouser pockets, kicking the pebbles on the ground boredly.