Chapter 1219 What's wrong
"I'm going to play nearby for a while."
Bo Yanqing turned to look at her, "Are you tired from sitting?"
"A bit, my legs are not too good. Feel comfortable. I'm going to do some exercise."
Bo Yanqing tilted his head back and said, "Go, there is food everywhere, get some for yourself."
Nan Jiaojiao stood up and put her hands on his shoulders for strength. He pushed that shoulder up and pinched her fingers again.
After the others walked away, Han Che dared to speak: "Master, can I play seriously now?"
Bo Yanqing asked: "How much did I lose just now?"
"I lost three million to the madam, one million and eight hundred thousand to the second lady, and three hundred thousand to the young lady."
Bo Yanqing glanced over and asked, "That's how much you lost?"< br>
Han Che is a smart person. When he heard this tone, he knew that his master Bo had automatically blocked the two people in front of him, "Master, I really tried my best, but the young lady's card skills are really not easy to support. Get up, I held back for several times and didn’t dare to mess around.”
Bo Yanqing nodded slightly, “I’ll transfer money to my account later, and you’ll win or lose on your own after this.”
“Okay. Hey! Thank you Mr. Bo! "
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A car drove into Bo's house and stopped in front of the main building.
Bo Yichen carried half a bottle of wine and staggered out of the driver's seat. He closed the car door without closing it with his backhand. He cursed angrily and kicked the car door, making a dent. "Bang" The loud noise made him burp.
He picked up the wine and took a few sips from the bottle. He squinted at Bo Yanqing's villa and cursed something. When he went up the steps, he didn't step firmly on the ground. He slowed down a bit, but fell forward a few steps.
I almost fell at the feet of the servant who came out to check. The servant was so frightened that he shouted "Fifth Young Master" several times and hurriedly went to help him.
"What are you shouting for! I'm not a fucking dead person lying there. I'm not deaf. I can hear clearly. Why are you shouting in my ears!"
The servant thought that his voice was not loud, but he did not dare to choke, "I will help you in."
"Where is grandpa? I'm looking for grandpa!"
"I want to ask him, what are you doing? Why do you want to indulge Bo Yanqing? When has the Bo family held a funeral at home? Who knows that his father has long since disowned his grandfather? What right does he have to go too far at home?"
"Let grandpa do it! Come out, I, I asked him, what happened to me, Bo Yanqing, I...hiccups!"
Bo Yichen spoke too hastily, and burped several times in a row, making his face turn red. After a few more sips, there was only a little left in the bottle. He stared at it for a while with empty eyes. His eyes were full of double images and he couldn't pour the wine into his mouth. He suddenly became angry and raised his hand to throw the bottle away. Hit the ground.
The servant's face was frightened, and he had to hold him steady while reaching out to stop him, fearing that he would let go.
"Fifth Young Master! You can't hit him. The master has already fallen asleep. If you wake him up, you will be in trouble."
"How can you talk! What trouble can I get into? !”
Bo Yichen got angry at the servant, but luckily he listened to what he just said and didn’t dare to hit her.
The servant took the bottle and handed it to another person to put it away.
Aunt Wen held the railing on the second floor and glanced down. She was wearing elegant purple velvet pajamas, tightened the belt around her waist, and hurriedly came down the stairs.
He whispered: "Yichen, what are you arguing about? I heard your voice in the room and almost woke up your grandfather. If he saw you drunk like this, he would have to drink again. It’s a scolding.”
(End of this chapter)