973: C973 You Won't be Able to Teach

C973 You Won't be Able to Teach

Not only not, but we have to talk it through.

After all, he felt that his judgment was correct. Bo Qian was indeed a talent.

Such a talent was reasonable and reasonable. Managing a company was the most reasonable.

Therefore, their so-called father-son relationship could not be any worse.

Bo Jinhua forcefully held his breath and took a few deep breaths. Only then did he reluctantly suppress that depressing atmosphere.

"Alright, I won't lie to you. I just want you to understand one thing. Bo Qian, you have a bright future. Mu Shinian is not suitable for you."

What a joke.

Bo Qian couldn't help but mock.

With just one sentence from him, they had to separate.

They had been in the superior position for a long time. Did they really think that the entire world was theirs?

Bo Jinhua saw that he still liked to ignore him and directly threw out his bargaining chip. "How about this, as long as you separate from her, you can do whatever you want. I don't care. Can you at least do it?"

This was not right.

Bo Ye also explained by the side, "What Dad means is that as long as you are not with Mu Shinian, no matter who you are with, Dad will not care. In the future, I will respect your choice. "

This was even more wrong.

Bo Qian thought expressionlessly. Logically speaking, according to Bo Jinhua's usual personality, Even if he separated from Mu Shinian, those so-called marriage events in the future... As long as it was related to the benefits of Bo family, Bo Jinhua would definitely interfere.

In other words, Bo Jinhua would not care about what kind of mistress he had outside, but he would definitely care about what kind of wife he would marry.

So, in this case, what were they afraid of, or what were they worried about?

Bo Jinhua sighed, and his tone instantly became heavy.

"This is my biggest compromise and compromise. Bo Qian, you should think about it yourself. What have you always wanted? If you give up just for one person, is it worth it?"

After saying that, he stood up. He was not as strong as before. Instead, he looked exhausted.

"Think about it."

After saying that, he looked at the closed door of the kitchen and walked out.

The door automatically closed, and with a click, it was locked.

Bo Qian sat silently on the sofa. After two minutes, he returned to the kitchen.

Mu Shinian had already finished washing the vegetables and cutting them. She estimated that she had waited a little longer. Miss Mu had half a sausage in her mouth and was wearing an apron. There was also a phone beside her. There was something black in the pot. Some parts of the pot looked a little tender and yellow. She could vaguely tell that it was scrambled eggs.

When he went in, Mu Shinian was staring at the screen of the cell phone. It seemed that it was very difficult to understand. She could even disassemble such a complicated car with ease. In the end, she lost to a fried egg.

Bo Qian could not see her face clearly. He could feel the grief that was about to spill out of the screen.

Bo Qian could not help but laugh.

Mu Shinian heard the sound and turned her head. Her expression became even more aggrieved.

Bo Qian walked over. He untied the apron and put it on himself. Then he washed the pot in two or three bites. He stood by the side and said confidently, "Let me teach you."

Mu Shinian really wanted to give it a try.2

"Tomatoes stir-fried eggs."

"Yes, sure."

Mu Shinian nodded and knocked two more eggs. Under Bo Qian's guidance, she successfully fried the eggs black.

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