azy again. I'll never speak ill of the young master again, please spare me... ah..."Bo Jin yu stood up with a cold expression, taking out her handkerchief to carefully wipe the bloodstains from her fa..."Old man!"

Shen Ningran grasped her grandfather's arm tightly, looking at Zhang Shu with an anxious expression. "How could this happen suddenly"

The old man learned the truth about the car accident that happened to the second master back then.

Shen Ningran lowered her head and saw papers scattered on the ground, all bearing thin and sharp evidence of guilt.

Shen Ningran was taken aback. She had thought about this possibility when she came, but she didn't expect it to be true.

The old man’s hand clutched Shen Ningran's arm tightly, his voice hoarse: “I called you over to tell you something. Don't tell A Jin about this for now.”

Looking at Old Master Bo, Shen Ningran frowned. Should she not tell Bo Jinyu

As this concerns Bo Jin Yu's father, how could we not tell Bo Jin Yu the truth.

Immediately, Shen Ningran's mind flashed back to what Bo Jinyu had once said.

'He had only one son.'

Does the old man still want to protect Bo Mingjun

"Miss Shen, the old man fainted." Zhang Shu shouted.

Shen Ningran, seeing the state of her grandfather, didn't dare to delay any longer and immediately checked on him.

Uncle Zhang hurriedly said, "I'll go call the doctor."

"It's too late, go get two people to carry the old man to bed."

Shen Ningran immediately made a decision, then took out the silver needle pouch she carried with her from her bag. She then instructed someone to bring alcohol for a simple disinfection.

Shen Ningran calmed her mind, made a diagnosis after examining his condition, then found the old man's acupoints and gave him acupuncture.

Uncle Chang is always quick to act. However, when he went out to call someone, he deliberately kept it low-key. After calling someone, he hid in the shadows and called Thin Mingjun to reveal the truth about the old man.

"My dad fainted Uncle Zhang, why" Bo Mingjun sensed something was wrong and tentatively asked, wanting to find out something.

Uncle Zhang feigned anger and retorted, "Big brother, don't you know what you did before When the old master found out about your past deeds, he was so furious that he fainted."

On the phone, Bo Mingjun stood there for a moment, stunned.

The old man already knows about the things he did before!

Finished.

Two words suddenly popped into Bo Mingjun's mind.

Bo Mingjun squeezed his hands tightly and asked, "How is he now"

Uncle Zhang glanced around before saying, "Miss Shen has arrived. She's saving the old man, and I reckon he'll be fine."

Zhang Shu's words are a reminder to Bo Mingjun: the old master will be fine, so you should make plans early.

Bo Mingjun gritted his teeth, "I know."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Mingjun paced back and forth restlessly on the floor.

The old man knew that Bo Mingjian's death was his doing, and he would absolutely not let him off.

No, he can't wait any longer.

Otherwise, he's done for.

At dawn, a flash of cold light appeared in Jun's eyes. A ruthless glint passed through them.

Perhaps his plan should be brought forward.

Dad, being the same son, it's your repeated favoritism towards Bo Mingjian and Bo Jinyu that makes me appear unrighteous.

Bo Mingjun called Jiang Qian over, took out the medicine he had received from Bo Yanqing.

Jiang Qian didn't understand, "Sir, what is this"

Bo Mingjun glanced at the time. It was almost lunchtime. He stood up, handed the potion in his hand to Jiang Qian, and said:

"Tell the kitchen to pack up a lunch and put this bottle of medicine in the food. Then, find a maid to take it to the company for Bo Jinyu and say it's from Zhou Zhiran."

Sometimes Zhou Zhilin worried that Bo Jinyu would be so busy at work that he wouldn't have time to eat. She would pack his lunch and send someone to deliver it, saying that it wouldn't raise any suspicion coming from her.

The glint in Bo Mingjun's eyes grew increasingly sinister.

"Be careful, don't let anyone find you."

Jiang Qian nodded. "Yes, I understand. I'll go now."

Also, have some of our people stand guard around here, ready to act when the time is right. Bo Mingjun clenched his fist, knowing this time, the old man wouldn't let him go. He had to prepare in advance.

"Yes."

Bo Mingjun walked to the window and looked out, his eyes deep and dark like ink.

To say that he wasn't afraid of such a risky endeavor would be a lie. If it succeeded, his future would be worry-free. But if it failed, he was done for.

……

Shen Ningran gave the old man acupuncture. Half an hour later, the old man's face regained its color and he gradually woke up.

Seeing the old man wake up, Shen Ningran also let out a sigh of relief, "Mr. Bo, how are you feeling now"

The old man closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

Uncle Zhang approached with concern, “Master, it was truly dangerous just now. Fortunately, Miss Shen saved you.”

The old man shifted, his gaze turning towards Shen Ningran.

His silvery hair and ghastly complexion made him appear unusually aged at this moment.

"You go out first." The old man's gaze fell on Zhang Shu, his voice raspy.

Uncle Zhang narrowed his eyes slightly, appearing extremely worried as he said, “Master, you don't feel well right now. Let me stay here and take care of you. I wouldn't feel at ease leaving you alone.”

"Get out." The old man's voice was imperious.

Shen Ningran turned her head and said, "Uncle Zhang, please go out first. I will take care of Grandpa."

Uncle Zhang had nothing to say this time, so he could only nod. "Then I'll have to trouble Miss Shen."

"It's okay."

Uncle Zhang went out and closed the door.

"Go lock the door," the old man said with difficulty, pushing himself up and addressing Shen Ningran.

Seeing the old man so cautious, Shen Ningran knew there must be something important to say. Without hesitation, she walked over and locked the door.

The room's sound insulation was already good, and once the door was closed, you couldn't hear any noise from inside outside.

At the door, Uncle Zhang heard the sound of the lock and couldn't help but frown.

"Uncle Zhang." The servant pushed Zhou Zhiruo over. Seeing Uncle Zhang standing alone outside, Zhou Zhiruo asked curiously, "Uncle Zhang, what are you doing at the master's door"

Uncle Zhang looked calm, as if nothing had happened, and said: "Miss Shen just arrived and is now talking with the old man. I don't know why they locked the door inside."

"Ranran is here"

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the closed door.

It feels a bit strange, why lock the door in broad daylight "Did something happen"

Uncle Zhang shook his head. “Nothing happened, probably the old gentleman had something important to tell Miss Shen.”

Zhou Zhiruo nodded and said no more.

Seeing Shen Ningran lock the door, the old master struggled to get up with his frail body. Shen Ningran immediately went over to help him, "You'd best not get up right now."

The old man waved his hand, indicating that it was alright.

Shen Ningran didn't know what the old man was going to do, she could only help him by his side.

"Did I ever treat you that way before Do you hate me for it"

The old man walked up to a cabinet. When he asked the question, his voice was calm, yet laced with a hint of weariness and experience.

"Since you chose to leave me alone, it means you believe in me. There's no need to talk about hate or not. From your perspective, I understand what you did before." is definitely fake. Don't believe her. This is all Shen Ningran's trap. She wants to ruin our engagement."Bo Jin Yu's eyes narrowed, "How do you know it's fake without even looking"Guan Xin Yue's flu...