Chapter 703: That Old Beast

“Old Lady…” Aunt Chen choked up, her head knocking down hard, time and again, “I had no choice.

My daughter’s life is in the hands of Fourth Young Madam.

She has people watching my daughter overseas.

If I step out of line in any way, she will immediately take my daughter’s life.”

“Outrageous!” Old Lady Bo was furious.

In a society ruled by law, to think someone would treat human lives like a child’s play.

What kind of wolf had the Bo Family brought into its midst!

Nan Jiaojiao had already calmed down.

She carried Qianqian upstairs, bathed her, and took the opportunity to check her entire body.

Clearly, she had been poisoned.

Without knowing the composition of the poison, it was not wise to rashly administer an antidote.

She gave Qianqian one of the pills she had obtained from Aunt Chen and tossed a bottle of Hibiscus Ointment to Auntie Wu.

“Apply it all over her body, regardless of whether the poison has acted.

Apply it every day.

I’ve mixed this myself, so use it with confidence.”

“Poison has acted?” Old Lady Bo was good at catching key points, “Are you saying Qianqian has been poisoned?”

“She probably has.

I’m going to visit my master.

I recall she once cured this condition before.”

Nan Jiaojiao took an antidote and left.

After she left, Elder Bo was consumed with anger and wanted to punish Aunt Chen, but Qianqian stopped her.

“Great Grandmother, Granny Chen has been good to Qianqian.

Please, don’t punish her.”

The little one lay in the bed, held by Bo Qingshan, and she tried hard to keep her eyes open to appear less pained to others.

“Qianqian not in pain, Granny Chen, sleep well.”

Aunt Chen couldn’t hold back any longer and crawled forward on her knees, “Miss, Miss Qianqian…

I’m so sorry.”

Old Lady Bo furrowed her brow but ultimately let out a sigh, “Fine, Great Grandmother will spare you this time.”

Qianqian immediately brightened up.

Old Lady Bo couldn’t bear to watch.

She turned around, and tears fell.

She stood tall, even with her limp legs.

Her back remained unbent.

She had carried the burden of the Bo Family on her shoulders for half her life.

At this age, she had no intention of letting it crush her.

Upon leaving the room and moving a short distance away, Old Lady Bo leaned against the wall, gritting her teeth and glaring at a point in the air, her voice bursting low between her lips and teeth.

“Beasts, that old beast!

Not even sparing his own great-granddaughter!”

Auntie Wu looked around in panic, “Old Madam, we must not speak recklessly.”

“Enough.

You know best how my legs came to be like this.

You would think after that incident, and Xiao San’s anger, he had destroyed all those things.

I never imagined…

never imagined!!”

Old Lady Bo grabbed Auntie Wu’s hand, “Go, call Xiao San, tell him to come straight to my room when he gets back.”

Half an hour later, Bo Yanching arrived.

Before he finished half a cup of tea, hearing that Nan Jiaojiao had left, he too planned to leave, but was stopped by Auntie Wu, who asked him into Old Lady Bo’s room.

What the two discussed remained unknown to anyone.

But the passing servants whispered that on that day, Third Master’s face was very ugly, looking as grim as King Yan.

One glare from him could send shivers down their spines.

Bo Yanching visited Qianqian’s room where the little one was sleeping, held by Bo Qingshan.

He was leaning against the headboard, Qianqian lying in his arms, with the blanket pulled up under her chin.

When Bo Yanching entered, Bo Qingshan was attempting to tuck Qianqian’s shoulder under the blanket as well.

It looked uncomfortable for him, his body half-stiff, making sure not a draft could reach under the blanket.

Bo Yanching rubbed his head, sat down next to the bed, “Cried yet?”

Bo Qingshan wiped a tear, “No way!”

Bo Yanching chuckled, “It’s okay to cry.

It’s not shameful in front of your Uncle.”