Chapter 124 Even if I starve to death, I won’t accept this favor



Chapter 124 Even if I starve to death, I won’t accept this favor

Miss Bo, who was raised in luxury, had never seen such a scene before. She was not frightened, but after being robbed, she walked lonely on the street and suddenly wanted to laugh.

Apart from her identity as the eldest daughter of the Bo family, she seemed to be no different. In fact, she didn’t even have much ability to make a living.

In the past, no matter where she went, she had bodyguards and servants around her, so she naturally didn’t have to pay attention to which streets had a high crime rate. Now there is nothing left. The hotel is still a few kilometers away, and she has to walk back.

The seven-centimeter high heels stepped on her feet, and her calves ached after walking a short distance, and she couldn’t walk anymore.

A gust of wind blew, blowing up the hem of her windbreaker.

Bo Jiao wrapped her coat tightly and looked at the crowd of people with different faces around her. A strong feeling of loneliness surged in her heart.

Now, the country is already celebrating the Chinese New Year in a lively manner.

Even in squares abroad, there are banners celebrating the Chinese New Year.

She missed home and the scene when her mother held her and tied her hair when she was a child.

The time was so long ago, so long ago that when she thought of her mother now, only a vague image remained.

A red convertible drove up to her side, and young foreign boys whistled at her, asking her to get in the car and take her out to play.

Bo Jiao turned a cold face and pretended not to hear and kept walking forward.

After following for a while, the boys realized that they were boring and drove away.

Bo Jiao walked on a long bridge, her steps were slow and lonely.

Fengsha squinted her eyes. She couldn't help but stop and wanted to take out a wet towel to wipe her eyes, but she found that her hands were empty. Her bag had been snatched away long ago. She could only rub her eyes with her hands.

Her hands were full of tears.

"Ding--"

A car horn sounded from the side.

Bo Jiao rubbed her eyes and continued to walk forward without looking around.

The black business car on the side slowly followed.

Until the co-pilot's window was lowered, and a steady voice came out: "Miss Bo."

Bo Jiao was stunned, and turned back to meet the man's gentle eyes.

"Huo Beisi?"

Bo Jiao turned her head, and Huo Beisi saw that her eyes were red and her nose was red, as if she had been crying.

When she was in the Huo family before, this Miss Bo wore gold and silver every day, and all kinds of big-name jewelry. But now she was naked, with nothing on her body, not even a bag, so it was not hard to tell what had happened.

"Get in the car."

Huo Beisi said in a faint voice, turning his face away.

He did not get out of the car, but just unlocked it and let Bo Jiao make her own decision.

Bo Jiao thought about it, then walked over and opened the door.

There was a foreigner in the back seat, and when Bo Jiao sat in, they nodded and greeted each other.

The other person asked Huo Beisi in French: "Who is this lady?"

Huo Beisi answered in fluent French: "My friend's sister."

Bo Jiao had studied in Country F before, so she naturally understood French.

But at the moment, she had no desire to socialize, so she pretended not to understand and leaned back in the car seat to rest.

"She is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."

The other party said with a smile, looking at Bo Jiao with pure admiration, nothing else.

Huo Beisi chuckled, "The waiter you saw in the restaurant yesterday said the same thing."

"Hahaha."

The other party also laughed.

While Bo Jiao was stunned, a pair of white and slender hands suddenly appeared in front of her and handed her a small mirror.

She said thank you softly, then took it and looked at it.

Sure enough, her eye makeup was smudged.

"There are wet tissues in the back of the car, please help yourself."

Huo Beisi said again.

Bo Jiao took out the wet tissue and cleaned the smudged makeup on her face in front of the mirror.

"Where are you staying? I'll take you there."

She gave the name of the hotel.

It happened to be the one Huo Beisi was staying at, and it was convenient.

"Do you still have your ID?"

Bo Jiao nodded, "At the hotel, but my credit card and hotel card were stolen."

"Then do you know what to do?"

"..."

Without waiting for Bo Jiao to answer, Huo Beisi said directly: "I'll ask my assistant to take you to the bank to report the loss and freeze it. You bring your ID."

Bo Jiao nodded in a depressed mood.

The foreigner next to him didn't understand their conversation, but he could see that Bo Jiao was in a bad mood, so he asked Huo Beisi: "What happened to this beautiful girl?"

"She was robbed in your beautiful country."

"That's a pity."

Bo Jiao: ...

The car arrived at the hotel, and Huo Beisi's assistant quickly rushed over.

Huo Beisi explained a few things to him, and the assistant nodded to show his understanding.

Afterwards, Huo Beisi and the foreign client left first, and the assistant took Bo Jiao to deal with the follow-up matters.

After a series of cumbersome procedures, it was already time for dinner when the assistant sent Bo Jiao back to the hotel.

"Miss Bo, our President Huo is in the restaurant downstairs, why don't you go over for dinner?"

Bo Jiao shook her head, "No need, thank your President Huo for me."

After that, Bo Jiao turned around in a depressed mood, got into the elevator, and returned to the hotel.

Bo Jiao locked herself up until the evening.

Her cell phone was stolen, and her credit card was gone. The only valuable things she had on her were the luxury items in her suitcase.

She looked at the suitcase spread out on the ground, feeling inexplicably bored.

The bedside phone rang, and Bo Jiao answered it. It was a call for food delivery.

But she didn't order any food.

"Mr. Huo from 1803 ordered it for you."

Huo Beisi.

Why was he so nice to her?

Bo Jiao almost subconsciously thought of what Bo Sili had said to her a few days ago.

Bo Sili asked her to marry Huo Beisi.

Then, she came abroad to relax and happened to run into Huo Beisi, and happened to stay in the same hotel with him.

Huh.

Bo Jiao's lips curled up in a mocking smile.

She never believed in the so-called fate and coincidence. She thought it was all Huo Beisi's conspiracy.

Bo Sili must have tipped him off. He wanted to marry into the Bo family, so he set his sights on her.

"I don't want it."

Bo Jiao hung up the phone without giving the other party any chance to speak.

Soon, the phone rang again.

Bo Jiao didn't answer it.

Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door.

Since the other party had paid, the service staff had the obligation to deliver the things to her.

So, even if she didn't want it, they would deliver it to her door.

After the footsteps faded away, Bo Jiao opened the door and took a look.

Huo Beisi was really generous. A cart full of delicious food was not something she could finish by herself.

It was a pity that she would not appreciate this favor even if she was starving to death.

She hated those who used her and treated her as a bargaining chip the most.

When she was young, Mrs. Bo used her to check and balance Bo Sili.

Later, when she grew up, Bo Yu wanted to use her marriage to fight against the eldest branch of the Huo family.

From beginning to end, no one asked her if she was willing.

Bo Jiao slammed the door in anger and fell straight on the bed.

Meanwhile, Huo Beisi's assistant learned from the hotel staff that Bo Jiao did not eat the food he sent.

Huo Beisi frowned in confusion, "Did you say something that upset her this afternoon?"


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