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

This time it was Song Yi's turn to look unhappy, and he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Bo Jingzhou was wearing sunglasses, he didn't know that he was blind. He just felt that the oppressive feeling emanating from the man made it difficult for him to breathe.

Song Yi's face gradually turned pale. After hearing these words that sounded like a verdict, his expression turned completely gray. He opened his mouth but said nothing.

Faced with Bo Jingzhou's words, he had no words to question.

Su Yutang glanced at Song Yi hesitantly, then suddenly placed her hand on Bo Jingzhou's palm and said to Song Yi, "Song Yi, take good care of yourself. I wish you can find the girl you like and get married soon. You don't need to go to the capital to make a name for yourself. Even if you are the richest man in Rongcheng, you will live a good life."

She believed that she had made it clear and hoped that Song Yi could understand.

She and Song Yi were not destined to be the same kind of people.

Song Yi really understood. Seeing Su Yutang put her little hand into Bo Jingzhou's palm, he understood, but he was still jealous to the point of going crazy.

Obviously, she should be her own...

Bo Jingzhou was in a good mood, and took Su Yutang's hand: "Let's go, it's time to go back."

Su Yutang nodded and followed Bo Jingzhou away, leaving Song Yi standing there in a daze.

Until the doctor came over and called him: "Mr. Song, it's time for the examination."

Song Yi came back to his senses, covered his aching stomach, and nodded.

After turning the corner of the corridor and making sure that Song Yi could no longer see them, Su Yutang immediately pulled her hand out of Bo Jingzhou's palm.

At that moment, she seemed to see the man's perfect profile suddenly tense.

The reason why she took the initiative to hold Bo Jingzhou's hand just now was to show Song Yi and make him give up.

How could Bo Jingzhou not understand that he felt a little unhappy when he saw her crossing the river and demolishing the bridge.

"I can't see. Are you going to just give up?"

Su Yutang then remembered that he really needed guidance, and quickly held his arm again: "Sorry, I forgot, I will help you walk."

Bo Jingzhou felt relieved, a faint arc appeared at the corner of his lips, and then he took a step forward.

Then he asked again: "Why did you say so much to Song Yi just now?"

Su Yutang: "What?"

Bo Jingzhou felt sad, especially when he thought of his childhood sweetheart Song Yi mentioned: "You seem to care a lot about whether he is doing well."

Someone like Song Yi, who has bad intentions and is still thinking about his wife, is definitely not a good person.

As a result, she actually cared about who he married and how he lived.

Su Yutang didn't notice Bo Jingzhou's displeasure, and just said, "After all, we've known each other for a while, and I don't want him to be too persistent and ruin his life."

Bo Jingzhou pursed his lips, but his expression did not ease.

"Don't worry about him. It's his own business. It's not your turn to worry about it."

Su Yutang was stunned.

Under the light, Bo Jingzhou's tall nose cast a shadow on his face, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a line.

She suddenly realized that the man was jealous.

No way? She didn't say anything to Song Yi. They were innocent. Why would she be jealous?

"By the way, why are you here?" Su Yutang changed the subject and tightened her fingers on his arm.

Bo Jingzhou's expression eased slightly: "I'm worried about you."

Su Yutang's eyes widened: "Just because you are worried, you rushed here? You can't even see with your own eyes!"

Bo Jingzhou didn't care, "I have plenty of drivers and bodyguards."

Su Yutang frowned, this fool.

"Don't do this next time. I can handle my own affairs."

Bo Jingzhou's voice darkened. "I heard everything. The situation was very dangerous. The motorcycle almost hit you. If you don't want me to worry, just stay by my side and don't go anywhere."

Although his commanding tone was a bit overbearing, it was not offensive because Su Yutang knew that he cared about her.

She chuckled and said, "I see. This time the situation is special. I've already dealt with everything that needed to be dealt with. I don't need to go there anymore."

Bo Jingzhou's tone softened a bit, and he suddenly asked, "I heard that it was Qiao Mutian who saved you?"

Su Yutang nodded: "Yeah."

"How could it be her?"

"I didn't expect that..." Su Yutang's eyes dimmed, and the scene of Qiao Mutian pushing her away at the end lingered in her mind.

Thinking of the last words Qiao Mutian said to her, she sighed softly: "Find someone to arrange her funeral properly."

Gratitudes and grievances disappear after death.

She won't think about the past anymore.

Bo Jingzhou was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Well, I'll arrange it."

"And Qiao Zhenguo and Guan Shuhui, are they dead?"

Su Yutang thought of the two body bags and the look in Qiao Mutian's eyes when he looked at them. Although he had guessed the answer, he was not very sure.

Bo Jingzhou: "That's right, I will let my men handle the things here. We will return to the imperial capital before tonight."

Su Yutang turned her head to look at him: "So urgent?"

Bo Jingzhou said "hmm" lightly without explaining the reason.

Although the people he sent to support eliminated some of the killers, it was said that they had accomplices, which meant that someone wanted to take Su Yutang's life in Rongcheng.

It's no longer safe here, we must go back as soon as possible.

The two walked to the hospital entrance and the driver had been waiting for a long time.

After getting in the car, the driver took them to a nearby helipad and they boarded a private plane and left.

The plane took off soon.

While ascending, the plane suddenly shook and Su Yutang fell forward uncontrollably.

Bo Jingzhou reacted very quickly, holding her waist and holding her firmly in the seat.

Su Yutang almost lay in his arms, her cheek pressed against his solid chest, and she could even hear his strong heartbeat.

The accompanying subordinate suddenly said, "Boss Bo, it's just a draft, don't worry."

Bo Jingzhou ignored it and looked down at Su Yutang in his arms: "Are you okay?"

"No, it's okay." Su Yutang wanted to break free from his arms, but found that the man's arms did not move at all.

"Don't move." Bo Jingzhou ordered, and then said to his men, "Tell the pilot to drive steadily."

For the rest of the journey, Bo Jingzhou maintained this posture.

Su Yutang's body was a little stiff. He held her too tightly, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Bo Jingzhou..." she reminded quietly, "The plane is already very stable."

"Yeah." The man responded lazily, but his arms tightened.

Su Yutang bit her lip and had to remind him again: “This…is uncomfortable.”

Bo Jingzhou was silent for a moment, and finally let go of his hand.

Su Yutang immediately sat up straight, straightened her messy clothes, and her cheeks flushed.

"You smell good." Bo Jingzhou said suddenly.

Su Yutang turned around in surprise.

He always said that she smelled good, but she herself couldn't smell it at all.

"Yes, it's the smell of shampoo," she said.

Bo Jingzhou raised the corners of his lips slightly: "I like it."

These three words were like a fire, instantly burning Su Yutang's ears red.

She looked out the window at a loss, not daring to look him in the eye again.