northernbook Chapter 125 He didn't hesitate to harm Bo Ye for the sake of his second son.
Chapter 125 He didn't hesitate to harm Bo Ye for the sake of his second son.
Mr. Bo frowned deeply and fell into deep thought.
The laughter and chatter in the hall seemed to be shut out by an invisible barrier, and his mind raced through Bo Ye's usual behavior.
Finally, he slowly raised his head, a hint of determination in his eyes.
"This kid is probably faking it."
Bo Shicheng looked puzzled. He shook his head slightly and retorted.
"Dad, although Bo Ye is usually unruly, he wouldn't joke about something like this, would he? After all, this is no small matter and could cause quite a stir."
He found it hard to believe that Bo Ye would act so recklessly, yet he also knew that Bo Ye's temperament was indeed unpredictable.
Old Master Bo's lips curled into a cold smile, his eyes revealing a sharp insight into the ways of the world.
“You don’t understand him. This kid has been difficult to control since he was little, and he’s very cunning. Maybe he knew about our plan in advance, so he deliberately staged this disappearance to disrupt our plans.”
Upon hearing this, Bo Shicheng couldn't help but think of the information Jiang Jiuge had revealed on the phone.
He secretly thought to himself that his leukemia was probably no secret to them.
Given the long-standing strained relationship between Bo Ye and the Bo family, it's not impossible that Bo Ye deliberately orchestrated this elaborate scheme to refuse their request.
But as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he suddenly felt something was wrong, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, and his doubts grew stronger.
Wait a minute, if they already knew about their condition, they could have simply not come. Why did they have Jiang Jiuge call them?
Are they trying to frame them?
Bo Shicheng looked puzzled, unable to figure out the key to this.
Looking at Bo Shicheng's slightly pale face as he pondered, Old Master Bo felt a pang of pity.
He gently patted Bo Shicheng on the shoulder and earnestly advised him.
"Ah Cheng, you're not feeling well, don't bother yourself here. Go back upstairs and rest. I'll handle things here. Your priority right now is to recover. Leave everything else to me."
Bo Shicheng's condition cannot be taken lightly. Even though the plan is facing such a change, he does not want Bo Shicheng to overwork himself and worsen his condition.
Bo Shicheng opened his mouth, wanting to refuse, but seeing the old man's firm eyes, he swallowed his words back.
He knew his physical condition; staying might not be of much help, and would only cause his father worry.
"Dad, please be careful. Call me immediately if anything happens."
He sighed helplessly, turned around, and slowly walked towards the stairs.
Old Master Bo's gaze followed Bo Shicheng's figure upstairs until the figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs. The last trace of gentleness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold and stern expression.
He turned slightly to the side and whispered instructions to the respectful butler beside him.
"Go, find out exactly where Bo Ye has gone. No matter what means you use, even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you have to bring him back to me. Bo Shicheng's condition is urgent, and I must make Bo Ye donate bone marrow to A-Cheng. There can be no mistakes."
His voice was soft, yet it carried an undeniable authority, and his eyes were filled with determination.
The butler accepted the order and hurriedly left. Time passed slowly in the silent waiting. Half an hour later, the butler hurriedly returned.
But his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of panic, and he had completely lost his usual ease. He didn't even bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead before he hurriedly spoke.
"Master, the Third Young Master... he really has disappeared. I've searched everywhere, but I have no clue whatsoever. Moreover, the police station has already opened a case."
Old Master Bo paused slightly, as if struck by the news, but he quickly regained his tough demeanor and muttered to himself.
"This kid is definitely still pretending."
The butler shook his head repeatedly, looking distressed.
“Master, although the Third Young Master is usually eccentric, he would never joke about something as important as this, which concerns life and death. Besides, the police have gotten involved now, so this is no laughing matter.”
As Old Master Bo listened to the butler's words, his resolve began to crumble. He frowned, and a hint of worry and confusion flashed in his eyes.
Was he really not just putting on airs?
But how could he suddenly disappear at this critical juncture when Bo Shicheng was waiting for a matching surgery?
Could they be enemies?
They deliberately got rid of Bo Ye, trying to cut off Bo Shicheng's way out.
Thinking of this, his eyes turned sharp and cold, and a strong killing intent surged in his heart.
"Go and make the arrangements..."
"Don't stop me, let me in!"
Just as Old Master Bo was preparing to send people to investigate again, a noisy commotion suddenly came from outside the door.
They seemed to be arguing fiercely, instantly attracting the attention of all the guests.
People who were immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the birthday party stopped what they were doing, turned to look at the door, and looked at each other with puzzled expressions.
Old Master Bo frowned even more, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
"What kind of weird thing is this now?"
The atmosphere inside the quiet Bo family mansion suddenly became tense.
The butler hurried toward the door, but before he could even touch the doorknob, the heavy door was kicked open with a powerful force.
A tremendous sound, like thunder, echoed through the hall. Several security guards from the Bo family tumbled in, collapsing to the ground, their faces filled with terror and embarrassment.
Mr. Bo, who was sitting upright in his chair, was so shocked by this sudden turn of events that he abruptly stood up, his face filled with astonishment.
In an instant, his face turned so dark it seemed to drip water, and a surge of anger burned fiercely in his chest.
His eyes widened in anger, and he was about to step forward to see who was so audacious as to trespass on the Bo family's old residence when he saw Lin Qingran, like a biting cold wind, barge in with several burly bodyguards.
Lin Qingran's face was cold and stern, her eyes revealing undisguised anger.
She walked steadily toward Old Master Bo, the sound of her high heels striking the ground particularly clear in the silent yet tense atmosphere.
Upon seeing this, Old Master Bo was first taken aback, then flew into a rage. He pointed a trembling finger at Lin Qingran and shouted angrily.
"You shameless woman! Since ancient times, marriage has been decided by the parents and the matchmaker, but you secretly seduced my youngest son to marry you! That's bad enough, but after the marriage, you have never stepped into the house, never visited your in-laws, and now you have chosen to come and cause trouble on my birthday, and even brought so many bodyguards to forcibly break into my house. What exactly do you want?"
His voice became hoarse with anger, his chest heaved violently, and the anger in his heart surged like a tidal wave, one wave after another, making Old Master Bo dizzy.