Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

Chapter 710: Chapter 710: Delightful Conversation

Old Master Bo was so angry he puffed his beard and glared, his expression frighteningly gloomy, his face dark, and the powerful aura of someone accustomed to high places enveloped the room, making the temperature drop several degrees.

It was as if a battle was about to erupt.

Many people bowed their heads in fear.

Having fought in countless battles throughout his life, the sharpness exuding from the old master was not something an average person could withstand.

"Pfft!"

Laughter from outside the door suddenly broke the tense atmosphere.

Bo Qingzhi walked in from the main entrance, evidently just back from the military district, wearing a camouflage military uniform and army green boots, which made his tall and slender figure even more distinguished, like a heavenly being; his chiseled features and sword-like brows carried a mixture of sharpness and playful amusement.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a lively scene."

Everyone: ...

Oh my goodness, young master, where do you see any liveliness?

No one was saying anything, and the room was practically freezing.

He walked over slowly, his army boots clacking on the ground, raised an eyebrow slightly, "Little Mo, chatting with Grandpa?"

Everyone: ...

Young master, you must be doing this on purpose!

The old master’s face was as black as coal, yet you still called it chatting. Have you ever seen a chat like this!

Bo Yimo nodded slightly, his voice cool, "The conversation is quite enjoyable."

For a moment, no one dared to speak.

The servants were dumbfounded. Were they all imagining things just now?

Yes, the swords-drawn atmosphere must have been an illusion.

Old Master Bo lifted his eyes slightly, "Why did you come back? Did something happen in the military district?"

Bo Qingzhi sat down beside him, crossing his legs, "Grandpa, I’ve got some free time these days, so I came back to see you. By the way, where is Xiao Zhi?"

Old Master Bo’s expression softened a bit, "He’s at school, he’ll be back later."

Bo Qingzhi skillfully played with a handgun, "Grandpa, Little Mo’s wife is really nice. Just give your approval. We’re in modern times now, why stick to matching family status? Times are moving forward, Grandpa should keep up too, don’t fall behind the times."

Old Master Bo: ...

He was speechless now and didn’t know what to say.

Mrs. Bo hurriedly said, "Qingzhi, Yimo, how can you talk to Grandpa like that? He only wants what’s best for you. He has much more life experience and knowledge than you; otherwise, you’ll only suffer in the future."

Bo Yimo’s voice was faint, "Without her, I would rather be alone."

There are millions of people in the world, but only his girl is unique.

"You!" Old Master Bo got angry again hearing this.

What are you saying! Are there no women in the world? Why must you choose someone like her?

The more Old Master Bo thought about it, the angrier he got. He grabbed the teacup on the coffee table and threw it, though he made sure it was out of reach, mindful of his beloved grandson.

Bo Qingzhi chuckled, the sharpness in his brows softening a bit, "Grandpa cares for Little Mo."

What was supposed to be a secret was suddenly blurted out, embarrassing Old Master Bo, "What nonsense!"

"Dad, let Little Mo and Yan handle their own affairs. The younger generation will have their own fortunes," Mr. Bo said, walking in from outside.

Old Master Bo gave a heavy snort, "What kind of enchanting potion has that girl given you all? One by one, you’re all coming back. Usually, I can’t see a single soul!"