Chapter 1295: Shield

“It’s all your fault!

You seduced him before, blamed him for everything, and now you’ve seriously injured him.

You’re a murderer, get out!”

Li Xin shouted, her face turning red with anger.

She couldn’t control her emotions, grabbed something, and threw it towards Nan Jiaojiao without even looking.

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyelids twitched; she could easily dodge it, but as soon as she moved, two figures simultaneously stood in front of her.

The teacup smashed onto Mr.

Song’s forehead, and blood was immediately visible.

“Uncle Song!”

Bo Yanching raised his hand to try and protect, but dared not touch the wound, promptly calling for a doctor to handle it.

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

No one had expected Mr.

Song would actually shield Nan Jiaojiao.

Elder Bo personally oversaw things, ensuring the doctor used the best medicine.

After bandaging, a piece of gauze was placed on Mr.

Song’s forehead.

He courteously thanked them first, “Since Uncle Bo has family matters to handle, I’ll leave now and visit another day.”

Elder Bo didn’t dare keep him, said a few polite words, and instructed the butler to prepare some gifts, personally seeing Mr.

Song out.

Once the car exited the Bo Family’s estate, the driver couldn’t help but ask, “Sir, why did you shield them?

You’ll go home with an injury, and Madam and Miss will be worried.”

Mr.

Song lightly touched the edge of the wound, letting out a soft hiss, “It’s inappropriate for me to be in such a setting.

Knowing too much about others’ family affairs might not be good.

Besides, Yanqing values that girl highly, showing him a favor wouldn’t hurt.”

The driver sighed, “Then won’t Miss…”

Mr.

Song’s gaze turned warningly, and the driver immediately fell silent.

About the marriage with Bo Yanching.

It was originally a joke when they were little kids; Song Yuan was only one year old, while Bo Yanching had already started elementary school, coldly rejecting the notion at the time.

But adults didn’t take the attitude of a child seriously.

The Song family spoiled Song Yuan to the extreme, and naturally, Mr.

Song couldn’t bear to see her end up in a cold situation with Bo Yanching.

But it was Bo Yanching; they’d wait and see.

Who would’ve thought he’d quietly get married, even if he’s excellent, divorced, he’s still a second-marriage man.

He still needed to weigh things further.

Returning home, he called Song Yuan to the study.

No one knew what was said, but Song Yuan emerged crying, locking herself in her room for an entire day without coming out.

Back at the Bo Family.

Li Xin had also calmed down, standing there trembling, not daring to speak.

As soon as Mr.

Song left, Elder Bo sternly reprimanded her.

“Look at you all, truly disgraceful to me!

I won’t deal with your issues anymore, solve them yourselves.

As for the Song family, prepare gifts quickly, go and apologize!”

“Dad!” Bo Li exclaimed in surprise.

The old man couldn’t leave; if he did, who could control Bo Yanching!

But Elder Bo truly washed his hands of the matter, having Maternal Auntie Wen help him out.

The spacious living room suddenly became oppressive.

Bo Yanching sat on a pear blossom chair, calmly pouring tea.

A tea table separated him from Nan Jiaojiao, and he had long instructed the servants to replace her tea with a drink.

The two of them sat there without acknowledging Bo Li’s family, nor did they seem inclined to leave.

Bo Li glanced at Bo Yichen on the sickbed, gritted his teeth, “Yanching, the hospital refuses to treat Yichen.

For the past two days, it’s been me and your aunt taking care of him.

The wound was simply treated, and there hasn’t been an X-ray.

Could you perhaps let the hospital know, so Yichen can get treated?”

Bo Yanching slowly looked at him, “Brother, you’re joking.

I don’t have such authority to make the hospital heed my words.

If it’s truly impossible, switch to another hospital.”