1295: C1295 Do You Want to Cooperate

C1295 Do You Want to Cooperate

And, this time, it's really too much for me.

Bo Qian patted its head and his tone unconsciously softened.

"Enough, you. I already said I knew I was wrong."

The white haired tiger howled and continued to lie on the ground without moving.

Bo Qian felt that he had given it too much face, to the point that it was about to fly into the sky. He lifted his leg and kicked it not lightly or heavily. His voice carried a warning tone, "Stop what you have to do. If this continues, you won't have any more snacks to eat."

The white haired tiger seemed to understand. With a howl, it struggled to somersault. Then, it picked up the food in its mouth and sat by the side. It opened the food itself and ate it.

This is... it has become a spirit?

His subordinate who was watching from the side almost sucked in a breath of cold air.

Bo Qian looked at him coldly and emotionlessly. He rolled his eyes speechlessly. It was obvious that he was mocking him. "You have no experience."

The subordinate was about to cry.

Was it because she had no knowledge, or was it because these two people were too fierce?

What was up with raising a tiger?

Was it because they were too fashionable and she could not keep up with the trend, or were these two people too fierce?

The white haired tiger was eating by the side. Its subordinate looked at it and couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Seeing how ferocious it was eating, wasn't it? If he didn't follow its wishes, perhaps he would also be eaten so cleanly?

His subordinate didn't dare to think too deeply.

Bo Qian squatted down in front of him. His voice was somewhat lax. "Are you cooperating?"

The subordinate was very clear what this meant.

He struggled for a while and nodded silently.

"Very good, very tactful," the underling said.

Bo Qian said and took off the footsteps on his face. Then, he stood up and straightened his body. He glanced at him coldly and said, "Who sent you?"

The subordinate did not speak for a long time. When he spoke, his voice was very hoarse. "Phone."

"What is it?"

The subordinate took a deep breath and said: "That lady knows, she just called my boss."

... ""

Although the subordinate's words were ambiguous, Bo Qian still understood. He pulled his lower lip and said, "Mu Shinian knows him?"

"Yes, I guess so."

The subordinate thought of what he had just heard and sighed. He said, "I think she knows him. Moreover, she seems to be very familiar with him."

It was probably because he could tell that these two people did not want to take revenge on him, so the subordinate was not afraid and told him everything he knew at once.

"When I was about to be arrested, my boss told me that he wanted me to give the phone to that lady and ask her to call back."

Then, there was nothing else.

Bo Qian had also figured out the ins and outs of the matter.1

He turned around and looked at the manor. "What's the phone number?"

The subordinate struggled.

Bo Qian snapped his fingers. When the white haired tiger heard the sound, it immediately ran over with food in its mouth.

The subordinate felt a chill run down his spine and immediately reported a string of numbers.

Bo Qian pressed the phone and dialed a number.

The call was quickly connected.

The other party's voice was not surprised at all. "Hello, Young Master Bo."

"..."

It was indeed him!

Bo Qian's face darkened. "What do you want to do?"

"Uh, I didn't do anything." Xiao Ying said innocently, "It's just that I haven't seen her for a long time, so I came to say hello. I can't do that either."

Bo Qian sneered, "That's not a simple greeting."

It could be considered harassment.

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