Sitting on the hand-made sofa with a goblet in hand, Bao Sihan lightly shook the wine glass in his hand, and the aroma of red wine immediately rushed over his face.
There was a burst of noisy footsteps outside the door, followed by a man in ragged clothes who was dragged in by two bodyguards with his arms locked.
The man had a black cloth bag over his head, hummed non-stop, and was thrown to the ground by two bodyguards.
Then, the bodyguard took off the black cloth bag on the man's head.
"Hmm!" The man twisted his body and struggled for a while, but his hands were tied behind his back, and the light in the room hurt his eyes, making him unable to see clearly who the noble man on the sofa in front of him was. who.
Bo Sihan saw Bo Yunze's embarrassment in his eyes, but his eyes were still as indifferent as a millennium's ice.
On the contrary, Fang Xun beside him couldn't believe his eyes the moment he saw Bo Yunze clearly.
This embarrassed man is actually Bo Yunze?
Bo Yunze seems to have completely lost the confidence and ease of the wealthy young master in the past. Compared with before, he seems to be ten years older. His face and clothes are covered with black soot, and his whole body is weak. His hair is a little more silvery white, coupled with those bloodshot eyes, it is completely impossible to connect him with the former second young master of the Bo family.
"Let him talk." Bo Sihan said coldly.
When Bo Yunze heard Bao Sihan's voice, his body twitched like a convulsion.
He will never forget this man's voice.
Bo Sihan, this man's name is like a haze that enveloped him and changed his entire destiny.
Ferocious hatred appeared on Bo Yunze's face, he stubbornly raised his head to look at Bao Sihan who was sitting on the sofa,
This man doesn't look changed at all, he still looks as noble as a cloud.
And he is like a piece of mud on the ground, anyone who steps on him will despise him and disgust him.
Sensing the manic and gloomy aura surrounding Bao Sihan, Bo Yunze asked in a hoarse voice, "What kind of wind is blowing today? The Patriarch of the Bo family actually has time to set foot on the humble land himself? Our noble Patriarch of the Bo family, who met What's the trouble?"
Bo Sihan put down the wine glass in his hand, his expression calm: "Looking at you like this, you know why I came here to look for you."
The expression on Bo Yunze's face twisted instantly, and he immediately looked away. He didn't want Bao Sihan to see through his true emotions: "I don't understand what you mean. If you're okay, let me go. I haven't provoked you recently."
Bo Sihan curled the corner of his lips coldly, then leaned lazily on the cushion behind him: "Fang Xun."
Fang Xun immediately put down the things in his hands, took off his suit jacket and walked towards Bo Yunze.
Looking at Fang Xun with fierce eyes, Bo Yunze felt an extremely bad premonition: "Don't mess around, I"
boom¡ª¡ª!
Fang Xun didn't give Bo Yunze any chance to speak, raised his hand and punched him in the face.
Bloody teeth flew out of Bo Yunze's mouth, his white eyes fell to the ground, and in the next second, Fang Xun picked up his collar and pulled him up from the ground.
Soon there was only the dull sound of beatings in the room, and Bo Yunze was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to scream, his body swayed weakly following Fang Xun's beating, and he let out a muffled moan. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com