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Chapter 731

The housekeeper also wanted to ask what happened. Bo Qian had already got in the car and left.

……

Late at night.

The people in Bo's old house are almost asleep.

Bo Qian parked his car outside the door. He didn't mean to drive in.

When the guard saw him coming, he was scared and hurried over: "young master, how did you come back?"

Thin shallow made a look at him and said, "I'll get something. Don't disturb me."

The guard quickly opened the door and said, "yes, young master."

Bo Qian hasn't come back for some time. His room is on the second floor. Usually, no one will come in except someone cleans it.

After Bo Qian went in, he turned on the light and took out a box at the bottom of the cabinet in the room. There were two photo albums in the box.

These photos were taken by his mother from his childhood until he grew up.

Every bit of this is her mother's last memory in the world.

Thin shallow couldn't help opening the album, staring at the Yellow photos inside, and his fingers curled up slightly.

The woman in the picture smiles sweetly and gently. Holding her is like hugging the whole world.

Thin and shallow fingers gently whirled the woman's bright smile. After a moment, they closed.

As soon as he turned around, he turned to a smiling face.

Bo Qian was not surprised. He calmly hugged the album and walked past him.

Bo Ye smiled and said, "you should hate me and my mother."

Thin shallow footsteps stopped, and the corners of his lips were not light or heavy: "if you know you hate it, stay away."

Bo Ye shakes his head and his voice is full of ponder: "you can't say that. When my mother and I first came back, my father told me to live in peace with you. Now it seems that you don't want to live in peace with me."

Thin shallow chuckled: "do you think we can get up in peace?"

"It's hard." Bo Ye sighed: "speaking of it, you always think that my mother stole my father's love for your mother. However, I think even you can see clearly that there is no love between the two people."

"Between them, it's a pure commercial marriage. Whether you admit it or not, your mother likes dad, but dad doesn't like her."

Yeah.

There is no feeling between them.

But Bo Jinhua is so deceptive.

He created a dream like fairy tale for the poor woman, and then pushed her directly into the abyss when she had no profit.

Bo Qian remembers that when he was very young, he mentioned this to his mother, but at that time, his mother was obsessed with his love for Bo Jinhua and couldn't extricate herself. She said that, but she was regarded as provoking the relationship between her parents.

He hasn't said a word since he was trained once.

Bo Ye sighed and said solemnly, "so you should blame your father instead of pointing the spear at me and my mother."

Thin, shallow and expressionless shook off his hand.

"It seems that the company has been too busy recently, and you have spare time to talk about the past."

"After all, we are brothers. I should care about you when appropriate." Bo Ye stared at the two photo albums in his hand and said, "you are very precious. These two albums have been locked from being touched. Yes, aunt's birthday is approaching. Do you think of her recently?"

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