Bo Yimo looked indifferent, "Grandpa, it's the Bo Family that owes her, not me."
The implication being that if she provokes him, he will handle it as he sees fit.
Old Master Bo almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. What did that mean, are you not part of the Bo Family?
"You, you..."
Two grandsons, one as cold as ice, the other with a playful smile but a cold heart too. What has he done to deserve this?
Mr. Bo saw things were not going well and quickly intervened, "Little Mo, watch your words."
Old Master Bo sighed, stood up. After all, he was getting old, couldn't stay up late, and went upstairs after saying a few words.
Mrs. Bo looked full of reproach, "Little Mo, look at how angry you've made your grandpa!"
Bo Yimo's voice was clear and cold, "I am just telling the truth." Relentless and uncompromising, sticking to his principles.
Mrs. Bo wanted to say more, but Mr. Bo stopped her, and the two of them also went to their room.
