67: C67 I Have a Nephew

C67 I Have a Nephew

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Night fell.

Only then did Bo Qian feel a tingling sensation all over his body.

At first, he could still endure it, but as the itch became more and more serious, he had no choice but to get up from the bed. He turned on the light and looked at the large patch of red rash on his skin. His dark pupils rolled with thick anger.

As expected, he was allergic!

Bo Qian sighed. He got off the bed and went to wake the butler downstairs.

When the butler saw the rash on Bo Qian's skin, he was so scared that he almost stopped breathing. "He's going to die! Young master, are you allergic?"

"Cut the crap, take the medicine."

After saying this, Bo Qian went to the living room and sat on the sofa. He raised his hand and pinched his sore forehead.

Up until now, he still did not understand what he was trying to get by eating that mango cake.

Bo Qian was allergic to mango. When it was serious, it would cause him to have difficulty breathing, so the manor often had allergic drugs.

The butler quickly brought the medicine over and poured a cup of water. After serving him to eat, he applied the medicine again. He saw that there were some places where blood had been scratched. The butler cried out in surprise and said in a surprised manner, "Young Master, bear with it. If you scratch it, you will have to leave a scar."

Bo Qian's expression was heavy. "Shut up."

It was impossible for him to shut up.

The butler looked down on Bo Qian. How could he not know whether he was really angry or pretending to be angry?

For example, right now, Bo Qian looked like he was going to kill you with a cold face, but in fact, he did not have much anger on him.

The butler quickly put the medicine on the table. When he was packing the medical kit, he suddenly thought of a terrifying possibility. He said with difficulty, "Cough, young master, you can't be thinking about opening it again, right?"

Bo Qian indifferently looked to the side and saw the butler's worried look. He coldly turned back and said, "Even if I want to die, I won't choose such a cowardly way of dying."

The butler's mind was filled with all kinds of methods that Bo Qian had used in the past to seek death. He silently swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva.

He was indeed allergic to death or something. It did not match Bo Qian's... aesthetic sense?

Thus, the topic changed back to the original topic.

"So, Young Master, why do you want to eat mango when you're fine?" In the past, when his wife was still alive, even if she ran after him with mango in the entire manor, he wouldn't even touch it.

Bo Qian's face stiffened. When he thought of the cake, and how someone had been getting bolder and bolder recently, he was upset.

Why did he not study at this age, and why did he let his imagination run wild all day?

Was there only... a year left?

The butler watched as their young master got angrier and angrier, more and more awkward. He silently stood by the side, shrinking his sense of existence.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, Bo Qian finally opened his mouth and said, "Is there any way to make a person realize that learning is very important?"

The butler suddenly raised his head and turned around. A strong sense of gossip shot out from his aged eyes.

He coughed and suggested as an experienced person, "Young Master, children nowadays lack violent beatings in society. Why don't you take Miss Mu to see those people who don't study well and have to move bricks in the future. Perhaps Miss Mu will have a sense of crisis."

Bo Qian's face was cold and dry, thinking what kind of damn suggestion was this!

Mu Shinian was going to marry him in the future. Even if she scored zero in every subject, he would not let her be reduced to moving bricks! This was too... embarrassing for him!1

Furthermore...

"It's not her!" After a pause, he added expressionlessly, "My nephew."

The butler looked like he dared not laugh.

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