Master's Beautiful And Confident Wife

Mu Shinian,... ""    

She raised her head and looked at Bo Qian as if she was looking at 250.    

The person who came had an ugly expression on his face. "Since that's the case, Young Master Bo, you... Ah!"    

Before he could finish his words, a fist ruthlessly smashed down on his abdomen.    

The person took a few steps back, tilted his head, and spat out a mouthful of blood.    

Bo Qian's expression did not change, and he even carried a bit of arrogance. "I said that she wants to revise, why don't you get lost?"    

The man was supported by his subordinates. His expression became ferocious and terrifying. He looked at the stunned fighters around him and said fiercely, "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and catch her!"    

His subordinates looked at each other before rushing over like a swarm of bees.    

Bo Qian used one hand to support the door. His handsome face was hidden under the light, and there was a strange glow on his fair face.    

Someone threw a punch at him.    

Before it could hit his face, someone grabbed it.    

A middle-aged man rushed over and grabbed his subordinate's hand. He kicked him away and ran very fast. He didn't have time to catch his breath. When he stopped, he coughed a few times. Then, he burst into a series of curses. "Who told you to attack? Are you tired of living?"    

The group of subordinates were stunned.    

The middle-aged man turned around and revealed a flattering smile. "I'm sorry, Young Master Bo. Your subordinates are not sensible. Hehe, you are an adult and do not remember my mistakes. Please let us off this time."    

Bo Qian knocked on the door frame with his finger and glanced at the middle-aged man. There was a trace of a smile on his face. "Uncle Uncle Lin."    

Lin Yue hurriedly shook his head. "Young Master Bo is too polite. How can I bear to call you uncle?"    

"I can. Uncle Uncle Lin is an elder after all." Although he said that, there was not a trace of respect on Bo Qian's face. "Uncle Uncle Lin, how have you been recently?"    

"Pretty good, quite good." Uncle Uncle Lin wiped the sweat off his face and caught a glimpse of the girl behind him from the corner of his eye. His face suddenly revealed an ambiguous smile. " Oh my, this is indeed because my subordinate is not sensible and disturbed Young Master Bo's good news! This midnight snack is short and bitter, continue? "    

Regarding the ambiguous expression on Uncle Uncle Lin's face, Bo Qian did not even bother to explain and silently closed the door.    

After the door was closed, Uncle Uncle Lin glared at his subordinates and hurried into the room.    

A group of subordinates followed behind him with blank expressions. "Boss, the thief is indeed in Young Master Bo's room."    

"The girl behind him! Young Master Bo did not let us investigate, so he definitely wanted to cover it up. Who knows, he might be the one who sent her here! "    

"So what?" Uncle Uncle Lin turned around and fiercely retorted. He was worried that he would be seen again, so he took a deep breath. He asked patiently, "The Bo family is still under Bo Qian's control. This lord has never played according to common sense! Whoever he disliked would disappear. At this critical juncture... Don't make trouble for me! "    

His subordinate was also quite unwilling to be scolded. "Then, could it be that you're just going to leave it at that?"    

"Of course not! Go and check if the person in Bo Qian's room is the thief or not." After a pause, Uncle Uncle Lin added, "Keep it a secret. Don't be discovered."    

"Yes."    

After the subordinate left, Uncle Uncle Lin took out his phone and dialed a number. "Mr. K, yes, yes. As you expected, it was stolen. Yes, a girl, I didn't see her face..."    

...    

Inside the room.    

Bo Qian leaned against the bar counter with a glass of red wine in his hand. He quietly looked at the girl who was holding a glass of milk on the sofa.