After the Marriage Cancellation, She Becomes a True Ancestor

"Not coming back?" Bao Yimo was still young and didn't understand these things: "Where are you going if you don't come back?"

Bo Yicheng looked at her with a smile, his eyes doting: "Don't ask children about adults."

Bo Yimo listened to his brother quite well: "All right."

...

During the dinner conversation, Bo Yimo noticed that Bo Zhan seemed to be in a wheelchair a lot recently, and he didn't like to go by himself even more than before. Even now, the butler had to adjust the height of the wheelchair for him, so he sat directly in the wheelchair food.

"Grandpa Zeng, it feels like you are always in a wheelchair recently, do you want to ask Mom to show you again?"

Bo Zhan sighed slightly: "No need, I have been worrying about my body all these years, Grandpa Zeng is getting old."

At the beginning, Su also said that he would live another eight or nine years, but now the limit has been exceeded.

No matter how powerful a miracle doctor is, he can't turn back the years and rejuvenate himself.

Bo Yimo glanced at Bo Yicheng, the two of them had serious expressions, and they didn't speak any more.

...

After dinner in the evening, Bo Yimo stayed with her brother in their study.

Bo Zhan passed by the door, looked at the warm light coming from the crack of the door, and heard that it was quiet inside without any sound, so he nodded reassuringly.

These two kids are really reassuring.

After eating, I obediently went back to the kitchen to do my homework.

But inside the room, the scene was a little different from what he had imagined.

Bo Yicheng fiddled with something on his phone.

Recently, he successfully applied for an account in Skynet, but it was still E-level.

He tried it casually two days ago, and received 1.5 million credits today.

The pocket money is reserved for my sister to buy snacks.

Bo Yimo was playing games with headphones on.

Let alone doing homework, the two of them didn't even bring in their schoolbags.

Almost an hour later, a WeChat message from Zhang Mao popped up on the top of Bo Yimo's phone screen.

Lush Jungle: At the same table, look at our school forum, there are suddenly several posts that blackmail you and your brother in the evening. They all have different numbers, but I think it must have been posted by the same person!

Bo Yimo happened to finish a game, so she clicked on the school forum and took a look.

See those posts soon.

I didn't say anything particularly excessive, it's just that the yin and yang are trying to scare you on it.

But this post is the best move.

If there are some serious grievances or frame-ups, Bo Yimo and the others can easily clarify them.

But they just don't have it.

Just write something like seeing Bo Yicheng throw the love letter from a girl into the trash can, seeing Bo Yimo copy homework and play games in class.

Posts about school flowers and school grass have their own traffic.

Usually, there must be people in the school who don't like them, and those people usually mutter a few words under some posts, but they can't make any waves.

Now, with the support of these posts, those people can flex their muscles and quickly form a group.

not only wrote about her,

And write about her brother.

But when she exited the post, she clicked into the next one.

But found that the post no longer exists.

Bao Yimo looked away from the phone, looked at her brother who was sitting opposite, and bent her lips: "Brother, why did you delete it so quickly?"

Bo Yicheng's programming skills were taught by Lei Jie, Lin Zhan and Su Ye in turn.

Taking the essence of the three, up to now, even Su is not sure how far his son's skills have gone.

Bo Yicheng glanced at his sister lightly, knowing what she was thinking: "I have already analyzed the IP, it is the address of an Internet cafe, it is meaningless."

But they all guessed, who is most likely to do these.

——

Just as they guessed, at this moment, Qi Wanyao just returned to Qi's house from the Internet cafe.

Lu Aiqin glanced at her: "Why did you come back so late today?"

Qi Wanyao's eyes dodged a bit: "Ah, after school, I went to the office to listen to the teacher's lecture for a while."

The phone in her pocket vibrated, and she saw that it was her mother's call, so she found a reason and ran back to the room.

Lu Aiqin called her: "Aren't you going to eat dinner?"

Qi Wanyao: "If you don't eat grandma, the teacher assigned you a lot of homework today."

Lu Aiqin shook her head suspiciously.

Back in the room, Qi Wanyao perfunctorily answered her mother correctly, hung up the phone, and quickly opened the post bar, wanting to see her results.

I had a good chat with a few people just now, they talked about Bo Yimo and Bo Yicheng together, making up nonsense about them, not to mention how happy they were.

In other words, she couldn't be the only one in school who disliked them.

It has to be said that she is much more cautious than Rong Ruo.

In order not to be discovered, she deliberately registered a new account to post in the Internet cafe.

Go home and log in with your previous account.

What's more, her posts are full of small things that don't seem to be very important. If they come out to clarify, they will seem very mindful and not airy, but if they don't clarify, after a long time, the students who see the post will be slow Slowly and subtly misunderstood them.

No matter what, they can only suffer.

Qi Wanyao reopened the post bar with her own account, eagerly looking for the few posts she made.

But soon she found out.

All the posts I worked so hard to post disappeared? !

She was obviously fine when she left the Internet cafe, how could she be gone all the way back?

Qi Wanyao couldn't figure it out, even if she was reported, she couldn't be so fast.

What a ghost!

——

Su Ye and the others did not leave until 22:00.

Almost every family has one who drank and one who didn't.

Very well matched.

Just like the Bo family.

Bo Yunli drank some, not too much, and Su didn't drink either.

Every time she drank it, she was exhausted the next day, and she swore never to drink it again.

When walking out from the private room, Su also naturally supported Bo Yunli.

Hesitating about the position of the height difference, she casually placed it on him...

Back||||waist||||to the position of ↓.

"..."

The muscles are pretty tight.

Su also knew that this was definitely what he had to practice every day and every night for more than ten years.

Since the hand felt a little good, she couldn't hold back.

Take a pinch on it.

Realizing what he had done, Su Ye suddenly raised his head and met Bo Yunli's deep eyes.

With a very obvious desire.

"Miss me? Didn't you say you were tired last night?"

Su Ye's eyebrows twitched: "No, just touch it casually..."

Bo Yunli chuckled, and after drinking, his voice became even hoarse: "I'll touch it back when I go back."

The driver of the Bo family was waiting downstairs, and Bo Yunli greeted the others, and took Su Ye directly into the car.

The driver looked at the rearview mirror respectfully: "President, do you want to go home directly?"

Bo Yunli tilted his head and glanced at Su Ye, with fire hidden in his eyes: "Don't go home, go to the hotel."

Su also paused: "?"

The big place in the house is not enough for him to toss about?

Why do you suddenly want to go to the hotel?

She didn't ask, but Bo Yunli seemed to have read her mind, leaned close to her ear, and whispered: "Today I miss you... speak louder..."

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