"Professor Bo's words are interesting."

Chu Xinian smiled and pulled the corners of his lips without laughing, and warned meaningfully: "But what you said makes sense. If you don't care about the face of the Bo family, I don't mind giving it a try."

Bo Jingxing laughed furiously: "Are you threatening me?"

Chu Xinian refused to comment, looked at Bo Huaijin, who was in charge of the overall situation again, and said quietly: "Whether it is a threat depends on my uncle's intention."

Bo Huaijin picked up the teacup and took a sip. No matter what he thought in his heart, he would not reveal any of the surface.

Others don’t know the inside story, and he, a father, is also unclear, but seeing that his son is calmer than he imagined and holding Miss Qin’s funeral in an orderly manner, the doubts in it are already worth his doubts.

Clearing his throat, Bo Huaijin spoke in a serious manner: "Mr. Chu, I understand your mood. No one wants to see such an accident. The most important thing now is to solve the problem, not create bigger problems. What do you think?"

Chu Xinian frowned slightly and said lightly: "Uncle, I don't want to make a big deal, but with Bo Jingxing's attitude, I really can't calm down and investigate the truth or falsehood of the matter."

"Jing Xing attaches great importance to Miss Qin. If such an accident occurs, he will inevitably lose his composure. Please let me apologize for him."

Bo Huaijin's response was quite official, and he continued without hesitation: "Our Bo family is sorry to Miss Qin. For her sake, I don't care about your threat just now. I don't know where you want to start the investigation?"

He kept saying nothing, but there was a threat in his words.

Chu Xinian paused and made a request as if nothing had happened: "First of all, I want to see Yiren, that is now."

Bo Huaijin nodded slightly and admitted that this request was very reasonable: "Jingxing, I'll leave it to you."

Since it was the kid who caused the trouble himself, it was already a mistake for him to hide it as his father, and he could no longer do anything wrong for him.

“…Okay, dad.”

Bo Jingxing agreed and stood up to look at Chu Xinian: "You have read the news, the scene of the car accident is very..."

"Yeah." After interrupting him, Chu Xinian stood up, "I don't care what she looks like, I just care if that's her."

Bo Jingxing withdrew his gaze with a smile and took Chu Xinian out of the office.

Behind them.

Bo Huaijin sighed heavily and called Bo Jiu's number: "Your brother is helpless. I think that Chu Xuinian cannot give up. You should prepare in advance to deal with the media and solve the matter to the minimum. You must not let this matter become national.

news.”

"I get it, dad."

Bo Jiu was in a complicated mood, and after thinking about it, he continued, "Do you also think that the car accident was designed by Jing Xing. Xiaoqian is actually safe?"

"The boy did this beautifully, and he could see that he had planned it for a long time. Before he saw conclusive evidence, I couldn't be sure whether the car accident was true or not."

Bo Huaijin said this and paused: "But that kid is calmer than I thought. If something happened to Xiaoqian, would you guess he could keep such calm?"

Bo Jiu sighed softly: "If the car accident is true, Jing Xing may be too excited and he may be abnormally calm."

"Anyway, the most important thing now is not to make things worse."

Bo Huaijin had no choice but to add: "This kid's rebellious period came so late. He was very good at killing first and then making a move. I can't come forward, so I can only leave it to you, Jiuer."

"I understand, dad."

...

at the same time.

The black car drove towards the funeral home where the body was preserved.

Bo Jingxing sat in the passenger seat, raised his eyes to look at the rearview mirror, and examined Chu Xinian's dull expression.

It seems.

Chu Xinian did not believe in this car accident, nor did he believe in the news he had made through a lot of effort. Although there was no evidence, he was naturally sure.

"Professor Bo, do you have something to say to me?"

He keenly noticed Bo Jingxing's gaze, Chu Xinian directly intercepted his gaze in the mirror and asked calmly: "If you are worried about revealing the truth, now it is time to end this farce."

Bo Jingxing looked away and said ruthlessly: "This is not a farce, this is reality."

"The reality is what can convince me."

Chu Xinian calmly raised the corners of his lips, looking relaxed as if he was going to attend a farce instead of the funeral of his beloved woman.

After a while.

The car stopped at the funeral home.

The two got off the car one after another, and their handsome appearance immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

Ignoring the eyes of others, Bo Jing led the way freely, and met the staff coming to receive him, saying tragedy and mourning.

I stepped into the funeral home with one foot, and my eyes were covered with black and white, indicating an ominous future.

Even though Chu Xiannian was mentally prepared, he didn't believe that Qin Yiren had an accident, but in such an environment, his heart still couldn't help but sink.

Bo Jingxing was very satisfied with the effect. He closed his eyes in pain and whispered: "I want to see her and help me open the refrigerator."

The staff was shocked and hesitated and said: "Mr. Bo, you have been here more than a dozen times in the past two days. It is really unruly to do this."

"I don't want to hear this."

Bo Jingxing frowned and said, "Give me the key to the refrigerator, I'll go by myself."

"That won't work!" The staff looked puzzled, looked at Chu Xinian, who was so secretive, and said with no choice but to say: "Forget it, this is really the last time. The cremation time is scheduled in the afternoon. I really invite two of you.

I am sorry for your loss."

Bo Jingxing looked at him impatiently, and the staff was so scared that they immediately shut up and silently went forward to lead the way.

Chu Xinian followed slowly, his hands hanging on his side clenched into fists, and his thin lips tightly pursed into a straight line.

He didn't believe Bo Jingxing's performance, but the staff member's expression just now was very realistic. If it was pretending to be an acting skill, it would even surpass his actors.

but……

How could his beauty die so suddenly?

Refusing to accept even one in ten thousand possibility, Chu Xinian no longer had the calmness he had just now, and came to the room where the body was placed with a deep expression.

The staff opened the door and a biting chill came to their faces.

He muttered and said, "Don't blame me." He took out the key and opened a freezer, and looked back at Bo Jingxing: "This lady has a bit of death... Please prepare your friend."

Bo Jingxing nodded and said, "Open."

Seeing that Chu Xinian had no objection, the staff pulled open the heavy freezer hard, revealing the charred body on the white iron bed.

In an instant.
Chapter completed!