Chapter 1127 Funeral
Yan Chi was confused and his hands were faster than his brain.
After giving the key out, Yan Chi was afraid that she would kick the accelerator and leave him behind, so he quickly held on to the car door. He didn't even have time to go around to the passenger seat, so he opened the back seat door and got in.
Yanchi voice navigation.
As a result, Nan Jiaojiao did not follow the navigation route.
"Jiaojiao, are you nervous?"
Nan Jiaojiao turned the steering wheel, "No, let's go somewhere first and I'll get something."
"Okay."
The car drove to the downstairs of Ye Juan's apartment.
After parking the car, I called Ye Juan.
Then, Nan Jiaojiao got out of the car and went to wait. Not long after, Ye Juan arrived.
He was wearing a suit, as if he was preparing to go to the company. He handed something to Nan Jiaojiao, but not directly. When Nan Jiaojiao reached out to take it, Ye Juan held on and followed with a sullen face. She said a few words.
Yan Chi was sitting in the car and couldn't hear clearly what they said.
I still wanted to wait for Nan Jiaojiao to take a look when she got in the car, but as soon as she got in the car, she put the thing into her bag.
No matter how quick Yan Chi’s eyes were, he couldn’t see clearly.
The car drove to the airport.
Yan Chi did not dare to let Nan Jiaojiao fly the plane. He pulled her to sit down and tried to talk to her along the way, but she refused.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked: "What on earth did Bo Yanqing do?"
Yan Chi regretted it. He didn't know what to say, so he just said "I'll know when I get there." Prevaricate.
Later, Nan Jiaojiao completely ignored him.
Beijing.
A hotel owned by the Bo family.
Bo Yanqing got off the bus, walked straight inside, got on the elevator, and reached the designated floor.
The wreath placed at the elevator entrance stretches all the way in, almost invisible. Two white lanterns hang outside the hall. Looking from the outside in, the funeral hall is very simple.
However, he was stopped. The person who stopped him was a member of the Bo family. Bo Yanqing looked at him coldly and said, "Get out of the way."
"Sorry, you don't have an invitation letter, so I can't let you in."
"Joke." Bo Yanqing's eyes were cold, "I'm coming to attend my father's funeral. Do I need an invitation letter?"
The bodyguards looked at each other and pretended not to know each other.
"The master has regulations, sir, please understand."
"Brother Bo."
Song Yuan was wearing a long black dress, holding Qiao Airu, who was also wearing black, and shouted softly from a distance, then let go of her mother's hand and jogged a few steps.
"I have an invitation. Let me take you in."
Song Yuan took out the invitation from her small black suitcase.
Bo Yan glanced at it and said quietly: "No need."
"But, you can't go in without this. I'll give you mine. You go in."
Song Yuan wanted to hand the invitation letter to him, but Bo Yanqing didn't take it.
Song Yuan was anxious, "Third brother, hurry up. If you are late, it will be too late. The funeral is almost over."
Bo Yanqing said nothing.
Mo Tingshen and Xu Shu, who were behind him, took a few steps forward and took action without saying a word.
Xu Shu didn't fight as hard as Mo Tingshen. He left some leeway, but every move was aimed at the person's acupuncture points. The other person didn't understand what was going on. It was like all the strength in his body had been taken away inexplicably, and he fell embarrassingly. on the ground.
The people inside heard the noise, and after a while, more than 20 bodyguards came out and surrounded Bo Yanqing and others.
Song Yuan had never seen this battle before. She subconsciously wanted to hide, but seeing Bo Yanqing holding a cane, she gritted her teeth and opened her arms to block him.
Qiao Airu's expression changed in anxiety, and he quickly pulled her aside.
"Mom, Brother Bo is in danger, let me go..."
"Are you going to cause trouble!"
(End of this chapter)