Chapter 682: What do you mean

What do you call,

this so-called,

thing?

Bo Qingshan was petrified on the spot; was there some mystery about his birth?

It seemed like he was the only one in the family who didn’t look like a biological child.

After dealing her blow to him, Old Lady Bo’s mind was no longer on him.

She turned her head and pinched Auntie Wu’s hand with force, “Quick, have them prepare the car, I’m going to the hospital to see.”

“Old Madam, it’s so late, if you rush over there now, the third young master will worry.”

Auntie Wu couldn’t argue with her and started to help Old Lady out, all the while continuing to try to persuade her.

Han Che was blocking the doorway, and picked up the thread, “Right, Old Madam, the young master was in the hospital, waiting for Miss Nan and Miss Qianqian to come out of the operating room.

He even stayed in the ward for a long time after that.

At one point, Miss Nan woke up and spoke a few words to the young master before he felt reassured enough to come back home.

And if you go now, Miss Nan is still unconscious; you really won’t be able to tell anything.”

His demeanor was humble, his words were respectful, but his body didn’t move an inch to the side, firmly blocking the way without giving way.

“The master said that Miss Qianqian is not in serious trouble; since it’s late, they won’t bring her back tonight.

They’ll wait for her to rest well and come back tomorrow.

If you are really worried, it won’t be too late to go tomorrow.”

Old Lady Bo glared at him intensely.

Although she was shorter than Han Che, the force of her gaze seemed to be embedded in her very bones, a commanding presence.

Her shrewd eyes effortlessly made others subconsciously lower their heads.

In the end, Old Lady Bo didn’t make a scene; she dialed Bo Yanching’s cell phone and only settled down after a few words.

“Have you eaten?” she asked Bo Qingshan.

Bo Qingshan nearly cried with emotion—who said he had no place in this house?

“Not yet.”

“Have the kitchen heat up the dishes.

Don’t bother with new ones.

I have no appetite.

Just reheat some leftovers from lunch to feed him.”

The implication was clear; even the guest, Yi Qinghuan, was not worth keeping.

After speaking, she had Auntie Wu help her upstairs.

Bo Qingshan’s body shook, and he shuddered before clutching his head and crying out in despair, “Heavens!”

He had just suffered a kidnapping and had come home only to be deemed worthy of leftovers!

Oh well, leftovers were better than nothing.

Thus, Young Master Qingshan only felt sad for a moment before resignedly sitting down at the dining table to eat dinner.

He had barely taken a couple bites when the butler brought over a bowl of duck soup and whispered a few words to him.

Staring at the overcooked duck meat in the bowl, something clicked in his mind, and he bolted out of the house.

Yi Qinghuan was getting ready to leave.

“Aunt Yi.”

On hearing the voice, Yi Qinghuan turned around and, after gently closing the car door, walked back, “Have you had dinner?”

“Not yet, just a couple of bites.

I was thinking about Aunt Yi.

I heard you were leaving, so I came out to see you off.

Great Grandmother has just been through a shock and may not have been very hospitable; please don’t take it to heart.”

Yi Qinghuan raised her eyebrows in surprise, then smiled, “It’s only been a few years, and our Qingshan has learned to play host.

Who taught you these polite phrases?”

Bo Qingshan took a step back, avoiding the hand Yi Qinghuan extended to touch his forehead.

“Aunt Yi, that’s not appropriate.”

Yi Qinghuan’s expression froze, and she withdrew her hand, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend.”

“You did offend.

Yesterday, Sister Jiaojiao and I happily went to soak in the hot springs; it was uncle who took us.

Today, I insisted on going horse riding in the back hills, and Sister Jiaojiao accompanied me.

We were kidnapped, and uncle almost turned Rongcheng upside down searching for us.

It was not easy to find us, and I was the only one unharmed; Sister Jiaojiao got hurt, and Qianqian had her stomach pumped.

But Great Grandmother still doesn’t know, so uncle sent me back here.

Yet I haven’t had a chance to offer any comfort, and you showed Great Grandmother the back hill’s video.

What was that supposed to mean?”