Treasure identifying Golden Eyes

C1790 Regret



C1790 Regret

Yang Bo stared at Hua Qingyun, and couldn't help but ask: "When did Old Master Hua's man leave?"    

    

Hua Qingyun's eyes were red, she did not say a word.    

    

Le Yao reprimanded: "What has it got to do with you? What kind of person are you, and why would she tell you? "    

    

Yang Bo did not bother with the other party as he stared at Hua Qingyun, "When did this happen?"    

    

Hua Qingyun slightly closed her eyes, "It's already been three months!"    

    

Yang Bo was stunned. Three months ago, he was at the South Vietnam, and at that time, he had not heard of the matter regarding the men of the Old Master Hua.    

    

When he first met Hua Qingyun, Yang Bo had even helped the Old Master Hua to treat his son's illness. At that time, the health of the Old Master Hua's man wasn't very good, and Yang Bo had thought back then that if he was together with Hua Qingyun in the future, he could still help him recuperate!    

    

After hesitating for a bit, Yang Bo looked at Hua Qingyun, "Last year, I gave you a bottle of medicinal wine, did you give it to the old man to drink?"    

    

Le Yao hugged Hua Qingyun, and could not help but stare angrily at Yang Bo, "I say, you, why are you so shameless? You've already done such a thing, how can you still have the face to look for our Qing Yun? "    

    

"Qingyun, ignore him. Let's go!"    

    

With that, Le Yao pulled Hua Qingyun and was about to take her away.    

    

Yang Bo immediately pulled Hua Qingyun back, "Can you bring me to see the old man? "After all …"    

    

Without waiting for Yang Bo to finish speaking, he turned around and stared: "Where are you going? Do you know how Grandpa Hua died? Just because you dumped Hua Qingyun, Grandpa Hua went to the hospital in anger! "    

    

Yang Bo stared at Hua Qingyun with a face full of shock, he had never thought that such a thing would actually happen!    

    

If this was true, it was no wonder the old man didn't drink the medicinal wine. The old man's personality was stubborn, and since Yang Bo and Hua Qingyun had already reached such a stage, it was absolutely impossible for him to drink a single mouthful!    

    

"Are you comfortable now?" Le Yao hugged Hua Qingyun, her eyes red as she stared at Yang Bo, "Yang Bo, you are a scum!"    

    

Le Yao's words were heard loud. When they were arguing, there were already many people who looked over out of curiosity, and upon hearing these words, many people stopped to look over!    

    

Hua Qingyun shook off Yang Bo's hand, and started crying!    

    

Le Yao did not give Yang Bo any more chances to get entangled with him, as she pulled Hua Qingyun away and left.    

    

Yang Bo looked in the direction the two left in and felt extreme regret. He was really too careless, and didn't notice the situation of the Old Master Hua Gongzi!    

    

Back then, Old Master Cui had even called and scolded him. At that time, he never would have thought that this matter would have such a huge impact on the men of Old Master Hua!    

    

Yang Bo stood in his original position, not moving, and his eyes seemed to be in a daze.    

    

He had done wrong in this matter, so he had to take responsibility. He had let Hua Qingyun down, he had let the Old Master Hua down!    

    

Yang Bo thought for a while, then took out his mobile and called the old man. However, the old man's phone was not connected, he could only put it away in disappointment.    

    

Without knowing when, Yang Lang walked over to Yang Bo's side, and when he saw that Yang Bo was motionless, he could not help but pull him, "What happened?"    

    

Yang Bo regained his senses, he was in a bad mood, and seeing Yang Lang, he became even worse, and asked impatiently: "How are you thinking? Do you want to go somewhere else? "    

    

Yang Lang smiled awkwardly, "I think I should listen to you."    

    

Yang Bo stared at Yang Lang, and reprimanded: "Your decision, your decision, what do you mean you should listen to us? This is your business, and it's something that you need to manage in the future.    

    

Yang Lang stood at the side, being lectured by Yang Bo until he was stunned, he was at a loss about what to do, Yang Bo was fine just now, how did he become like this? What happened?    

    

Yang Bo didn't care what Yang Lang was thinking, and coldly said: "Enough, go back and think about it carefully. What should we do next?    

    

Yang Bo turned and left.    

    

Yang Lang was stunned on the spot, he did not know what had happened, how did the situation suddenly change?    

    

After a while, Father of Yang rushed over, he looked at Yang Lang and smiled: "How is it? Is there a solution, and he agreed? "    

    

Yang Lang shook his head and said in a daze: "No, he scolded me for a while, he said it's my problem and wanted me to make the decision myself. He also wanted me to go back and think about it!"    

    

Father of Yang stared, "Did he really say that?"    

    

Yang Lang nodded, "That's right, why do I feel that there's something wrong with him?"    

    

"Alright, let's go back. We'll talk about it in two days!" Father of Yang said.    

    

Yang Lang was a little anxious, and immediately asked: "Father, what exactly happened? What does he mean? Don't you want to invest in me? Since he's not willing, then just tell me straight out! "    

    

"This is the gold spot, next to it is the art school. With so many beautiful Little Girl s here, if we didn't make a decision earlier, then it would be difficult to rent here again!"    

    

Father of Yang stared, "You can do it, can you think of something good? "With your current state, if you want money, you don't have a car. If you want a car, you don't have a car. What do you think the lady would choose from you?"    

    

"Dad, don't worry about that. Although I don't have any other skills, I only have one advantage, and that is that I have more than the others!" Yang Lang said.    

    

Father of Yang stared at Yang Lang, "What's more?"    

    

Yang Lang laughed, "Just a little more! It's a bit longer! "    

    

"Alright, let's stop talking so much. Hurry up and go back to work. We'll talk about it in two days!" Father of Yang said.    

    

Yang Lang was helpless, "The next time he begs me to open a shop, I will not open it …"    

    

Without waiting for Yang Lang to finish speaking, Father of Yang sent him flying with a slap!    

    

Yang Bo quickly walked forward and chased after Hua Qingyun, but there were a lot of people on the streets. He stood there for a good while, and after chasing for a long while, he did not manage to find a location.    

    

Yang Bo thought about it, Hua Qingyun was a student of Jinling University, and the school wasn't far from here. He vaguely heard the girl beside her say that Hua Qingyun had already graduated, and had just started school in the early September, could it be that Hua Qingyun was working in the vicinity?    

    

The two girls shouldn't be far away. They might be living nearby, or did they just enter a small shop to rest?    

    

Thinking about it this way, Yang Bo focused on the milk tea shop on both sides of the road.    

    

Very quickly, Yang Bo was outside a nearby milk tea shop, and saw Hua Qingyun and Luo Hua City Mistress.    

    

The two of them carried their milk tea and sat in the shop chatting. Hua Qingyun's state of mind did not seem to have completely recovered, and as she spoke, she was still sobbing.    

    

Seeing Hua Qingyun like this, Yang Bo's heart ached. He wanted to walk in, but hesitated again. She shouldn't be willing to see him right now, right?    

    

After a long while, Yang Bo still walked in.    

    

Hearing the bell sound coming from the door, Le Yao raised her head and saw Yang Bo walking in. She lightly nudged him.    

    

Hua Qingyun raised her head and saw Yang Bo.    

    

— — The content is from [Mick Read]    

    


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