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

Bo Sitian's body stiffened slightly.

She looked at his profile, tears welling in her eyes. "We've already missed each other in this life. I don't expect to be with you again, I just hope you can live a happy and fulfilling life... If you're not happy, please tell me."

Bo Sitian looked at her focused eyes, his pupils shrinking slightly.

As the two were talking, there was a "cough cough" sound suddenly. Old Master Bo came over with the support of an old servant and looked at the two of them coldly, which made Lady Chu feel goosebumps all over.

"Hello, Mr. Bo..." Miss Chu called softly.

Old Master Bo ignored her greeting. He slammed his dragon-patterned cane down on the blue brick floor with a thud. He turned his cold gaze towards Bo Sitian and asked, "What does this mean?"

Bo Sitian quickly explained, "Dad, Miss Chu is not in good health and has no one to take care of her in the hospital. I'm bringing her back to stay with us for a while."

Lady Chu lowered her head obediently.

Mr. Bo narrowed his eyes: "What is your relationship now?"

"Friends." Bo Sitian answered quickly.

Old Master Bo snorted coldly, his eyes swept over the jade bracelet on Lady Chu's wrist, and he recognized it at a glance as a piece from the family storeroom. "Then you two have a pretty good relationship as friends."

"Dad, she is very ill. The doctor said...she may die at any time." Bo Sitian tried to save the situation but was interrupted by the old man.

"She is going to die in our Bo family at any time?" The old man's face was gloomy.

Bo Sitian looked at Lady Chu's instantly pale face and subconsciously explained, "No, that's not the case. The doctor said that you should just rest and recuperate. As long as you take good care of yourself, you'll be fine for the time being..."

"Does that mean I have to live here forever as long as I'm not dead?" Mr. Bo asked with narrowed eyes, his gaze as sharp as a knife.

Either way, it will be detrimental to the Bo family.

Bo Sitian: "..."

Lady Chu pursed her lips and said, "Old man, if you feel it is inconvenient, I can leave."

"It's not inconvenient for me." Mr. Bo suddenly smiled. "Whatever you want to do is your business. I'm old, so I don't mind my own business."

After saying that, the old man turned and left.

Lady Chu was slightly surprised. The old man's attitude took her by surprise. She turned to look at Bo Sitian, "The old man..."

Bo Sitian comforted him, "Don't worry. Although the old man looks serious, he is very tolerant at heart. There are only two of us in this whole house now, and it's very empty. The old man won't mind having one more person."

Lady Chu lowered her eyes: "But I always feel that... the old man doesn't seem to like me very much."

"Don't think too much. After your family got into trouble, the old man always felt that he owed you."

......

When Mrs. Bo learned that Bo Sitian had taken Miss Chu to the Bo family, she tore her handkerchief into pieces.

She asked the maid, "Did they sleep together?"

Servant: "Madam, that's not the case. Lady Chu is sleeping in the guest room."

"Really? Don't lie to me, that vixen... She must have slept in my bed and worn my clothes!"

She thought of Miss Chu's frail appearance, and the damn gentle look her husband had when he looked at her, and her back teeth ached.

Servant: "Madam, it is absolutely true. No one has entered your bedroom since you left."

Mrs. Bo asked again, "What do they do at home?"

The servant immediately replied, "The master is reading, and Miss Chu is also reading beside him. They usually just eat together, nothing else..."

“Reading…” Mrs. Bo sneered, “They are a perfect match!”

She had been married into the Bo family for decades, but she had never seen her husband so patiently accompany others to read.

She had not read many books in her life, and in this respect, she was indeed incomparable to Lady Chu. However, reading, which was a way of cultivating one's sentiments, was not suitable for her, but was suitable for a pretentious vixen like Lady Chu.

She gritted her teeth and said, "That vixen is the best at pretending to be pitiful to gain sympathy. She used that trick to seduce people back then, and now she's trying to deceive Si Tian again!"

......

At night, Miss Chu stood outside Bo Sitian's door and knocked on it.

When Bo Sitian opened the door, he was unbuttoning his shirt collar when he saw Lady Chu standing outside with a sandalwood box. He paused and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Thank you," said Lady Chu, "for coming to my house specifically to retrieve these relics and for keeping them for so long."

"It's okay, I just did it casually."

"You did this casually, but it's as important to me as my life." Lady Chu's voice suddenly choked. "This is the only thing my family left me..."

Bo Sitian looked at her red eyes and felt a little at a loss for a moment.

"Don't think too much." Seeing her tears getting more and more, he handed her a tissue. "It's good that you got the things. It's getting late. Go back to sleep."

Lady Chu paused after taking the tissue, and her tears flowed even more violently.

After crying, she sniffed and took out a cup of steaming milk from behind her: "This is what I asked the servant to prepare. You should drink some and go to bed early."

Bo Sitian looked down at the milk in her hand.

Seeing that he didn't move, Lady Chu looked up at him and said, "I remember you used to like it very much. You drank milk every day when you were in school."

Bo Sitian: "I was young then, and it was to grow taller."

Lady Chu blushed: "I'm sorry, I forgot...so many years have passed, we've grown old, and your habits have changed."

"It's okay, give me the milk." He reached out to take the milk and drank a big gulp under Chu Meiren's suddenly tightened gaze. "I'm thirsty."

The warm liquid slid down his throat, and Bo Sitian tasted a hint of sweetness.

Seeing that he had drunk it, Lady Chu seemed relieved and pulled the corners of her lips: "Then go to bed early, good night."

"OK, good night."

After Miss Chu turned around and entered the guest room, Bo Sitian closed the door.

However, as soon as Miss Chu closed the door, the tearful look on her face instantly disappeared.

She leaned against the cold door, staring at the sandalwood box in her hand, her fingertips pressing so hard that they almost embedded into the grooves of the box.

Tears rolled down without warning, splashing onto clothes and leaving dark marks: "Si Tian, ​​I'm sorry..."

You've been so good to me, but I'm going to take advantage of you.

The clock at the end of the corridor struck eleven, and Lady Chu opened the door again.

During the day, she had already learned the layout of the Bo family from the old servant, and she also knew that all the important things in the Bo family were in the old man's study.

So after she went out, she went straight to the old man's study.

At this moment, the whole old house was eerily quiet; even the servants' snoring had disappeared.

Because she had put something in the soup during the meal, she was worried just now, so she went to check on Bo Sitian again. Knowing that he ate little at night, she was worried that he had not been infected, so she gave Bo Sitian some milk.

Something was also put in the glass of milk. After drinking it, the person would fall into a coma, and when he woke up the next day, he would not remember anything and would not be aware that he was in a coma.

So now the entire Bo family’s old house, including the servants, has all fallen into the trap.