Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

After hearing this, Bo Ling's eyes widened instantly, his face full of astonishment and suspicion, and he said in a trembling voice: "Bo family?

How could it be our family? This is unbelievable!"

Indeed, for Bo Ling, she had severed ties with the Bo family since she was a child. Deep in her heart, the place that was once called home no longer existed.

Just as Bo Ling was concentrating and gazing at Fu Jiuyan with half-belief and half-doubt, she heard him say slowly in a low and gentle voice: "The old lady of the Bo family had expressed her wish to meet you before, and even came to me specifically, but I didn't agree to her request.

It happened that day that Nanxuan came here to discuss matters related to "Dominating the World", but unexpectedly he was overheard by Madam Bo.

Maybe that's why she decided to help." So, that's what happened.

The corners of Fu Jiuyan's mouth rose slightly, outlining a faint smile, but in those deep eyes, a hint of determination and unyielding light flashed quietly.

His mind was as clear as a mirror, and he knew very well that the relationship between Bo Ling and the Bo family was like a tangled mess, with countless threads and thick fog.

However, at the same time, he understood an irrefutable truth: no matter how unfathomable the background of the Bo family was, Bo Ling would always be the unique and one-of-a-kind existence in the depths of his soul, and no one could replace her.

At this moment, his movements were slow and gentle, as if he was afraid of disturbing the treasure in his hands. He tightly grasped Bo Ling's delicate little hand, which was as white as mutton-fat jade.

This simple action is like a solemn oath that needs no words to explain, and is also like a spiritual pillar as solid as a rock.

"When we return, I will stay by your side and face all difficulties bravely with you."

His words were like the gurgling stream, gentle and soft yet full of unwavering strength, like a warm and pleasant spring breeze gently blowing across Bo Ling's heart, stirring up circles of warm and sweet ripples in her heart.

Bo Ling's sudden question made Fu Jiuyan slightly stunned, but in the blink of an eye he regained his usual calmness, and a glimmer of determination flashed in his eyes.

"No matter what sinister intentions the Bo family harbors, our future will never be manipulated by anyone."

His voice was low and firm, and every word was like a heavy hammer hitting Bo Ling's heart, giving her endless courage and confidence.

After he finished speaking, he tightly grasped Bo Ling's slender little hand, as if doing so could form an indestructible barrier to isolate all the noise and disturbance from the outside world.

"Let us face the challenges together, with one mind and one strength, and overcome difficulties one by one. Believe me, a happy life just for the two of us will surely be just around the corner."

The emotions deep in Bo Ling's heart surged violently like a surging wave. She deeply realized that the promise made by Fu Jiuyan was not just empty talk, but came from the unshakable belief in his heart that was as firm as a mountain.

The next morning, as the dawn broke, Fu Jiuyan led Bo Ling on the journey to the Bo family's old house.

The bright sunlight penetrated the slightly mottled window lattices of the old house, which had gone through the vicissitudes of time, and poured down gently, reflecting on the palms of the two people clasped together, outlining a picture of perseverance and incomparable warmth.

Although Bo Ling's heart was still beating a little uneasy, Fu Jiuyan's constant companionship gave her more courage to move forward.

They stepped into the ancient mansion step by step. What was waiting for them to face was not only the past of the Bo family, but also the beautiful tomorrow that they both hoped for.

The old lady sitting in the middle of the main room had an indescribable complex emotion in her eyes, but it was also mixed with a hint of tenderness.

At this moment, Bo Ling clearly realized that no matter how difficult the road ahead would be, she would no longer have to endure this loneliness and helplessness alone.

Fu Jiuyan's unwavering support was like an indestructible fortress, becoming Bo Ling's most reliable shield on her journey to the Bo family's old house.

She held his hand tightly, as if in this way, she could continuously convey the courage and perseverance deep in their hearts to each other.

In this ancient house, every brick and tile bears the traces of time and has witnessed countless vicissitudes of life.

And every step they take seems to leave their unique mark in this long river of history, and together they write a new chapter.

When Bo Ling faced the old lady, a hint of determination flashed across her eyes.

She knew very well that no matter what ambitions and plans the Bo family had, she had enough strength to face them bravely and to independently decide the direction of her future life.

All I heard was Mrs. Bo saying kindly, "Xixi is back. Come in and sit down for a while."

Fu Jiuyan nodded slightly, then followed Bo Ling's footsteps slowly and walked into the spacious hall which was decorated in a simple and elegant style and full of cultural charm.

At this moment, Madam Bo hurriedly shouted, "Sister Zhou, the eldest lady is back!"

Sister Zhou hurried over upon hearing the sound, her face filled with a amiable smile, and her eyes were filled with deep love as she looked at Bo Ling.

The corners of Bo Ling's mouth rose slightly, and a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face. At that moment, she truly felt the warmth and security brought by home.

Fu Jiuyan, who was standing beside her, was like a silent mountain, guarding her silently. With his unwavering eyes, he gave Bo Ling a silent but powerful support.

Old Mrs. Bo warmly invited them to take a seat, and her words revealed her deep concern for Bo Ling's future life.

However, faced with such a sudden change, Bo Ling's already tense nerves could not help but tense up again, and he began to think rapidly about the reasons.

She really couldn't understand why those people who had been so difficult and confrontational with her in the past would now become so attentive and fawning.

At this moment, the thoughtful Fu Jiuyan keenly sensed the little ancestor's inner uneasiness.

He gently pulled up Bo Ling's delicate little hand, slowly held it in his hand and played with it carefully.

His movements were so gentle, as if he was protecting an extremely precious treasure, careful and full of love.

Fu Jiuyan's gaze was as gentle as water, deep and focused, as if he was conveying a message to Bo Ling in this unique way - don't worry or be afraid, I am here with you.

Gradually, Bo Ling's restless heart slowly calmed down.

She raised her head and gave Fu Jiuyan a sweet smile, which contained endless trust and deep dependence on Fu Jiuyan.

In the subsequent communication process, Bo Ling relied on her own intelligence and cleverness to cleverly respond to the various concerns and inquiries of Mrs. Bo.