898: C898 It's a Blessing in Disguise

C898 It's a Blessing in Disguise

After all, it's too difficult.

How could it be possible for Bo Jinhua to completely control Bo Qian?

Back then, after Mrs. Bo left, Bo Qian was able to withstand the internal strife of the Bo family by himself. He walked through the bloody rain of saber wounds by himself. Now, since he had left the Bo family... There's no way to be controlled anymore.

If Bo Jinhua wanted to control him again, he would have to break an arm as well.

Otherwise, how could it be so easy?

The butler stared at the card. For some reason, he thought back to many years ago. The child who didn't have the ability to protect him fell into the snow. His wrist had been stepped on, and there was no sign of weakness or fear on his face. His face was filled with hatred and hostility.

That child had grown up all the way here, and had become a monster with a cold-blooded heart that was ignorant and incompetent in the eyes of outsiders.

However, only he knew.

Bo Qian was a good child.

He would hang around with those scoundrels and drink to a certain extent, and he would refuse. He would maintain a sliver of consciousness and call a car home.

Sometimes, he would flirt with women, but it was just flirting. In the blink of an eye, he returned to his cold and distant appearance, instantly keeping people away from him.

He would remember all of Madam's previous entrustments, and remember those rules and exhortations in his heart.

It seemed like he had fallen, but he lived a life that was clearer than anyone else.

Bo Qian had once told him when he was drunk. The reason he was alive was to completely destroy the Bo family business empire. After it was destroyed, After that, he seemed to have lost his direction. He didn't know what his future life would be like.

So, when that day came, he lost his goal, lost his direction, and eventually died of drunkenness.

Perhaps, he would really die and leave happily.

Although the butler had once felt pity for him, he couldn't say anything to persuade him to stay because it seemed like Bo Qian really hated this world.

He didn't seem to have any expectations of living.

But later on, there were still variables in life.

The butler didn't take the card and turned around to walk out.

Sir, you have been all-powerful in your life, but you still lost to your own son in the end.

...

When the butler returned, Bo Qian was cooking in the kitchen.

Mu Shinian liked to eat, and thanks to this, Bo Qian studied cooking with painstaking effort.

Although she was born with no talent in this matter, she could at least cook some simple dishes.

The butler stretched his neck and looked at the dishes on the table. Potato silk, stir-fried meat, vegetables, and a bowl of soup... He looked at the kitchen and saw Bo Qian coming out with a plate of prawns. Seeing that he had finally returned, he pointed at the butler's room. "Go take a shower and come out to eat," he said.

For a moment, the housekeeper suddenly had tears in his eyes.

"Why are you standing there?" Bo Qian asked.

The butler exclaimed and came back to his senses. He immediately wiped away his tears. "No, no, I'll be right there. I'll be right there."

Bo Qian looked at the butler's background. As he walked, he wiped his tears. He looked very tired.

Bo Qian did not miss the blood in his eyes. He probably did not sleep the whole night.2

In Bo Jinhua's hands, who would dare to relax? He would always jump around to prevent the dam from being put into a condom.

The butler took a shower, took a shower, and came out in a fresh and refreshing manner. When he saw the food on the table, his eyes immediately narrowed into slits from laughing.

"Aiya, I really have a lot of good fortune to be able to eat the food that Young Master personally cooked."

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