The boss has no descendants, but he encounters four smaller versions of himself

What is he?

Indenture husband? Legally yes.

Blind patients who need care? Now.

Boss? At work.

To her, Bo Jingzhou has too many identities.

But these words are not accurate enough and cannot define the relationship between her and Bo Jingzhou.

She thinks hard.

Bo Jingzhou smiled bitterly: "Can't tell?"

Is it necessary to spend so much time thinking about the word "husband"?

"No..." She was just thinking seriously. Su Yutang turned her head and suddenly felt something was wrong. "Why are you asking this?"

At this juncture, she didn't have any romantic thoughts, so she didn't think too much about it.

Bo Jingzhou suddenly sat up from the bed, and the movement was so big that the mattress shook.

Su Yutang was startled by the noise and looked over, staring at his tense back in the dim night light.

"What are you doing?" she asked curiously.

Bo Jingzhou did not answer, but walked out.

After a while, he came back with a small dark red notebook in his hand, and accurately found the direction of the bed.

"Look what this is?" He held the notebook in front of her and told her the answer: "I am your husband."

Su Yutang: "......"

Such an ugly marriage certificate, yet he always shows it off.

"Of course I know, you are my husband."

After she finished speaking, Bo Jingzhou suddenly became like a deflated ball, and his hand holding the marriage certificate slowly dropped.

This was not the answer he wanted to hear at all.

What he wanted to hear was that she liked him and that he was her lover.

Su Yutang couldn't bear to look at the photo on the marriage certificate, "Put it away quickly, and don't take it out in the future if you don't have anything to do."

Bo Jingzhou refused: "It's legal proof, so of course it must be kept properly." He always kept it with him.

The moonlight in the middle of the night is like a layer of silver gauze, covering the bedroom.

After Su Yutang fell asleep, Bo Jingzhou fumbled to the balcony with his mobile phone.

After dialing the number, he instructed the other end: "Find Nan Yu's body and bring it back."

There was a tangible pause on the other end of the line, followed by the sound of keyboard tapping: "Mr. Bo, the water depth at the location where Mr. Nanyu jumped into the sea is over 200 meters. The ocean currents are complex, and salvaging him is difficult..."

Bo Jingzhou interrupted him, his voice as cold as ice, "I don't care what method I use, I want to see him alive or dead."

After a brief silence, the other party responded respectfully: "Yes, I will arrange a professional diving team immediately."

Bo Jingzhou hung up the phone, his fingers unconsciously stroking the edge of the phone.

Really, who allowed him to jump into the sea and die secretly?

The body must be found and brought back for burial, so that she won't be obsessed with it forever.

The night wind blew by, but it couldn't dispel the stuffiness in my chest.

Outside the window, a dark cloud obscured the moon, plunging the room into deeper darkness.

......

The night at the Bordeaux winery was colder than Gu Yueze had imagined.

He wrapped his windbreaker tightly around himself and shuddered as he looked at the dark outline of the cemetery not far away.

This damn place is picturesque during the day, but as eerie as a horror movie set at night.

"We can't guard a cemetery so late at night, can we?" Gu Xuan complained, rubbing her arms.

Song Zhizhi followed closely behind, looking back from time to time, as if afraid that something would crawl out of the cemetery. "I agree... This place is too creepy at night."

Gu Yueze had already made plans. He pointed to a building not far away that was glowing with warm light and said, "See that tavern? People here call it the Cave Bar. It's said to be converted from the oldest wine cellar in Bordeaux."

After saying that, Gu Yueze led the two of them to the entrance of the tavern.

Gu Xuan and Song Zhizhi stood at the door of the tavern, hesitating.

The wooden sign creaked in the night wind, and faint sounds of music and laughter came from inside.

Gu Xuan curled her lips and said, "Why are you still drinking so late? You might as well get some sleep. You have to get up early tomorrow to go to the cemetery to wait for people."

Gu Yueze pushed the door open, and the aroma of heating and wine hit him in the face: "Don't worry, I've sent people to take turns guarding it 24 hours a day, there's no need for us to go there in person."

"Have you arranged everything?" Gu Xuan widened her eyes in surprise.

"Of course." Gu Yueze adjusted his collar proudly and smiled mischievously, "Money makes the world go round."

Gu Xuan sneered: "Why didn't you say so earlier..."

Song Zhizhi: "That's right, it made us go to the cemetery to wait for people in the middle of the night."

Gu Yueze didn't bother to pay attention to the two of them. It was no use relying on others. Some things were more reliable to do by oneself. But now, it was his turn to be happy and carefree...

Now that I'm here, I have to try the local wine.

The interior of the pub is more spacious than expected. The stone walls are hung with retro wrought iron lamps, and the long wooden tables are filled with blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners.

As the three of them entered the door, they attracted a lot of curious looks. Oriental faces are not common here.

Gu Yueze called himself the Little Prince of the nightclub, so he found a round table in the corner and sat down with ease. He waved and ordered drinks in French.

The waiter brought a bottle of Bordeaux red wine and a few glasses. Gu Xuan took a sip and wrinkled her nose: "So sour!"

Gu Yueze sneered, "Country bumpkin, this is a rare wine from the winery. A bottle of wine is more expensive than you."

Gu Xuan took another big sip unwillingly, but ended up choking and coughing.

Song Zhizhi took small sips. She had been well protected by the Song family since she was a child. This time she went out secretly, so everything she saw was new to her.

After a few drinks, the atmosphere gradually became lively.

A few foreign men came over to chat with them, but Gu Xuan and Song Zhizhi both had a look on their faces that said "stay away from me" and looked ferocious, which quickly scared them away.

Gu Yueze laughed so hard that he slammed the table: "You two will never find a boyfriend in your life if you keep doing this!"

"What do you care!" Song Zhizhi kicked him.

The two of them fought back and forth under the table.

At this moment, Gu Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she frantically poked the two people beside her: "Hey, hey, hey, that one is so handsome!"

Gu Yueze looked in the direction she pointed. A blond boy, who looked to be in his early twenties, had sat down at the next table and was drinking alone.

In a room full of rough-looking foreigners, he was indeed too conspicuous. His soft blond hair was slightly curled, his blue eyes seemed to contain the Mediterranean Sea, and his profile was as delicate as a sculpture.

Gu Yueze frowned: "Don't you like Su Xingyu?"

Gu Xuan asked back, looking righteous and confident: "Su Xingyu doesn't like me, so why can't I look at handsome guys?"

Gu Yueze smiled and said, "You are quite self-aware."

Gu Xuan was so angry that she pinched him hard. Gu Yueze gasped and said, "Are you looking for death?"

Gu Xuan immediately became intimidated. This trip abroad was all arranged by Gu Yueze. She didn't dare to really offend this young master, so she could only mutter quietly: "You deserve a beating!"

"But you know what, that guy is really handsome." Song Zhizhi interrupted, her eyes still glued to the blond handsome guy.