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

"Miss Chu died on the spot." Bo Jingzhou's voice was as cold as ice.

"Dead?" Mrs. Bo's expression suddenly became strange, like relief and fear. "It's better to be dead! It's better to be dead... She deserves it! Who told her to seduce my husband!"

She suddenly remembered something and turned her head to Bo Jingzhou: "Fortunately, your father is still alive. As long as he is alive, there is still a chance. I don't believe he will become a vegetable. How can we let them go to the underworld together? Haha, it is better to separate them..."

"That's enough!" Bo Jingzhou interrupted coldly, "Are you satisfied now?"

Mrs. Bo was stunned for a moment: "Jingzhou, what are you talking about?"

Bo Jingzhou stepped forward and asked, "Didn't you plan this car accident yourself?"

After saying that, he raised his hand and threw a stack of evidence at her.

Mrs. Bo looked at the irrefutable evidence in front of her, her pupils suddenly contracted. When she raised her head again, she finally understood why her son looked at her with hatred. Her voice trembled, "Jingzhou, listen to me... I really didn't mean it..."

Bo Jingzhou said in a deep voice: "I'm just asking you, was that person sent by you?"

Faced with her son's questioning, Mrs. Bo's defenses finally collapsed, "Yes..."

But the next second, she tried to defend herself: "But I thought there was only Miss Chu in the car! Why would your father send her off in person? It must be that vixen who pestered your father to send her off, otherwise your father wouldn't have been in trouble!"

As she spoke, Mrs. Bo burst into tears. "I really didn't know your father was in that car. I didn't mean to... Besides, I just wanted to cripple her and teach her a lesson. I really didn't think..."

Bo Jingzhou looked at her quibbling and said coldly, "Mom, I thought you had changed. Yutang has always said that she and the little treasures have let go of the past and are planning to forgive you. But it's hard to change one's nature. Even if your attitude towards Yutang and the four little treasures has changed, you are still a sarcastic, vicious and jealous person in your heart..."

He paused, his Adam's apple rolling and unable to continue, "You hired someone to kill Miss Chu, and also caused Dad... to become like this..."

Mrs. Bo looked at Su Yutang, then at the red light on the ICU door, and her heart was in a panic: "Jingzhou, Mom really knows she was wrong! I was just blinded by anger for a moment, I didn't expect it to be like this..."

Bo Jingzhou said coldly: "Save these words for Dad, provided he is still alive to listen to you."

Mrs. Bo saw the bottomless hatred in her son's eyes and cried even more bitterly.

Bo Jingzhou suddenly calmed down and said to Mrs. Bo, "You know what? Dad was going to send her away. They weren't going to live together forever, but Dad saw everything clearly and wanted to live a good life with you. It was you who ruined everything."

Mrs. Bo froze in place, her lips moving, unable to utter a single word.

......

Several people waited outside for 24 hours. The smell of disinfectant lingered in the corridor for 24 hours, but Bo Sitian never woke up.

Halfway through, Mr. Bo rushed over with the support of his old servant. Upon hearing the bad news about his son, Mr. Bo almost couldn't stand, and his eyes were full of grief.

From a distance, Mr. Bo looked at Mrs. Bo with a look of disappointment, which made Mrs. Bo feel uneasy and lower her head in shame.

After all, the old man had seen a lot of ups and downs, so he resisted the urge to lose his temper in the hospital.

At the same time, Xiao Hengyu also rushed to the hospital. He came to handle the funeral of Miss Chu.

When he came over, the edge of the death certificate of Miss Chu in his hand was still dripping with water stains.

He couldn't believe that Miss Chu was dead. He asked the doctor several times and read the death certificate over and over again before he was sure that the woman was really dead.

I can’t describe the feeling in my heart, but it seems like there is a void somewhere.

Although she is not his biological mother, he has called her mother for so many years. If he didn't know her own life experience, he would still regard Miss Chu as his biological mother.

However, the death of Lady Chu was within his psychological tolerance, because the moment he learned that Lady Chu was ill, Xiao Hengyu had already prepared himself mentally and knew that she would not live long, so he was not very sad when she really left.

And those hidden truths become insignificant after death.

At this moment, he also knew that he no longer hated Miss Chu.

But when he saw Mrs. Bo, there was still hatred in his eyes.

Mrs. Bo saw Xiao Hengyu and wanted to speak to defend herself, but the murderous intent in the other's eyes forced her to step back, and her lower back hit the guardrail with a dull sound.

If there weren't so many people on the Bo family's side, she felt that she would have been cut into pieces by Xiao Hengyu.

But in the end, for some unknown reason, Xiao Hengyu left the hospital without staying for long.

Lady Chu's funeral was held in a rainstorm. Xiao Hengyu gave her a grand ceremony, but very few people came.

She has no friends here, and her only friend, Bo Sitian, is still lying unconscious in the hospital bed.

Drops of water dripping from the black umbrella hit the marble tombstone.

Xiao Hengyu was dressed in black and stood in front of Lady Chu's tomb, standing alone for a long time.

He stared at the gentle smile of Miss Chu in the photo, and remembered the time when he saw her as a child, when she smiled and called him A Yu and gave him candy.

Maybe she loved herself too?

"I originally thought you could live a little longer, but I didn't expect you to pass away so early, even earlier than Xiao Zhenting..."

He stood in front of the grave and murmured to himself: "I know my life experience. No matter whether you know the truth or not, or whether you have hidden it from me or not, I already know it. I have never cared about hatred, relatives, or the Bo family. What I care about is people..."

He threw away his umbrella, squatted down, and stroked the photo of Miss Chu on the tombstone with his fingertips. The rain slid down his jawline and fell on the corners of his mouth. It tasted salty and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or something else.

He suddenly laughed, and the sound of his laughter mixed with the sound of rain seemed particularly shrill. "Oh, now it's good. The only person in this world who cared about me is gone."

He looked into Lady Chu's eyes and asked, "Tell me, do you think I should avenge you?"

After a long time, his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Perhaps, even without me, someone will avenge you..."

......

At this time, in the hospital, Mrs. Bo knelt in front of Bo Sitian's bed, confessing and saying sorry.

She thought about turning herself in, but seeing Bo Sitian like this, she was worried. She wanted to stay and take care of Bo Sitian, and then turn herself in after he woke up.

She wants to take care of Bo Sitian personally to atone for her sins.

Bo Sitian's eyelids were tightly closed, as if he was asleep, but the doctor said that he was not even conscious, so he could not hear Mrs. Bo's confession at all.