"If you bully mom again, I'll tell grandpa!"
His pupils contracted.
Tell the old man?
Really, what a good daughter—scheming for his inheritance on one hand, wishing for his demise on the other!
Truly worthy of being Qin Yan's child!
Bo Yunshen let out a cold chuckle and retorted, "Do you think I'm scared of you?!"
He bent down, picked up his phone, and dialed Bo Yuanshan's number: "Go ahead, tell your grandpa. Tell him I almost strangled your mom!"
"Let him bring over a whip and beat me to death, fine by me! Everything I have now can all be yours!"
As Bo Yunshen finished speaking, the call connected. Qin Yinyin bit her lower lip; her misty eyes glimmered with tears that seemed ready to fall at any moment.
From the phone, Bo Yuanshan's voice came through: "Yunshen? Calling at this hour—what's up?"
"Where's Yinyin?"
Hearing Bo Yuanshan call her name, Qin Yinyin's tears burst forth. She let out a sobbing cry.