1270: C1270 Coming to the Door

C1270 Coming to the Door

That way, he still can't get rid of his wife's shadow.

Therefore, he had to do something.

Then, Bo Ye.

He looked at Bo Ye.

As long as Bo Ye was around, as long as he was better than Bo Qian, as long as he was more capable than Bo Qian, then even if those people had extended their hands, they would not allow him to choose a useless person as his successor.

At that time, Bo Jinhua felt that he had really gotten rid of the shadow of his wife, and his entire life had become open and aboveboard.

But he had miscalculated again.

Once again, he had miscalculated.

Bo Ye was actually not his biological son.

When he first heard the news, Bo Jinhua almost had an impulse to kill both mother and son.

But at that time, he couldn't do anything anymore.

Bo Qian was brought along by him in the open and in the dark, and had long gone astray.

His relationship with him, father and son, was probably because of the fact that they were blood relatives. That was why he would let go of that one or two points.

If not for this layer of relationship, the two of them might have already shed all pretenses of cordiality a long time ago.

Thus, at that time, he actually had no other choice.

Bo Ye could manage the company well.

But Bo Qian, even if he had the ability, in order to go against him, he probably would not care about the company.

So, at that time, he really walked into a dead end.

Bo Jinhua closed his eyes and looked outside powerlessly.

At that time, he had finally reached a dead end.

He clearly knew that Bo Ye was not his son, but he still pretended not to know and had to continue to support him.

He had dominated his life and indeed did not expect that his lover would have such great ability. She actually dared to do such a big thing without him knowing.

But everything was done by himself.

Bo Qian was his own son, and he had destroyed him with his own hands.

Bo Ye wasn't his own son, but he had nurtured him with his own hands.

Everything seemed so absurd and unreasonable!

It was even to the extent that it was self-inflicted.

Fortunately, there was still a way out in the end.

Luckily, Bo Qian could still save him.

Now, he only had one thought left in his mind.

As long as he supported Bo Qian, he would expose the true colors of the mother and son. This way, he wouldn't be too muddle-headed for the rest of his life.2

Thinking about it, it was indeed ridiculous.

He hated this son.

Because he had the same face as his mother, a face that was not easy to ignore, and even the temperament on his body was somewhat similar.

But even if it was like this, he still wanted to fight back.

After all, there weren't many people who could fight against him so easily.

Now, it was fine.

He only had this one path left.

Before this path was successfully cleared, he couldn't do anything to the mother and son, because he still had some tricks up his sleeve. If Bo Qian didn't cooperate with him, he could only pretend that he didn't know anything and support Bo Ye.

He couldn't destroy such a huge company, his life's work, no matter what.

So, if there was really such a possibility, he would definitely...

The chair in front of him was pulled open.

Bo Jinhua raised his head and looked at his son. He smiled slightly and said, "You are here."

Bo Qian looked at him expressionlessly. He was even a little impatient.

"Speak."

Bo Jinhua sighed and walked out from the sadness of spring and autumn. He asked helplessly, "Do you have to be like this to me?"

Bo Qian pulled his lips. His face was still pale and scary, as if he felt that he was joking.

Bo Jinhua shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "Why didn't you go to the company for a few days?

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