Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Ordered to pack up the best guest rooms on the east side and prepare to move in to An Yangyang.

Hearing that Old Man Bo looked cold, he told Liang Bo, "Send her away."

Asshole things, you are still taking in the settlers at this time, don't you think there is not enough family affairs?

Twenty minutes later, An Yangyang was blocked by the Bo's housekeeper Liang Bo, and was not allowed to step into the Bo's house.

"Uncle Liang, let me go!" Bo Zhiqing said with a sullen expression, "Yang Yang has injuries on her body and is weak. I have to take her home today!"

Uncle Liang was very kind, with a smile in his eyes, and warmly explained, "Fourth Young Master, it is Ms. An's bones that you can't take her home. You have to go to the hospital to raise her."

Alas, the Fourth Young Master was too ignorant and disappointed the old man again.

Liang Bo sighed inwardly, anyhow he looked at the young master of the Bo family who grew up, and he could persuade him if he could persuade him.

Obviously, Bo Zhiqing did not persuade, let alone understand his good intentions, and said Shen: "No! Yang Yang went to the hospital, An Xia will never let her go!"

"Four young masters, you are more concerned. Miss An Xia and Miss An Yang Yang are sisters connected by blood. Everything is easy to discuss." Liang Bo smiled unabated on his face, but, his eyes sank, he asked An Yang Yang, "Miss An Er, do you think I am right?"

Want to join Bo's family?

Forget it.

Daughter of the little third, don't dirty the Bo family's land!

"Uncle Liang, I..." An Yangyang was sitting in a wheelchair, and was so nervous that he stammered, "I...I still..."

Uncle Liang's eyes were not only darker, but also cold, with a kind smile on his face that could not conceal the coldness. If he can work with Old Man Bo for decades, he is not an ordinary housekeeper.

An Yangyang wanted to say "I still want to enter the Bo's house", Liang Bo's eyes were so heavy that she did not dare to speak.

He secretly grasped the blanket on his leg with both hands, with tears in his eyes, turned to look at Bo Zhiqing, stretched out his hand, and gently pulled at his sleeve, "Zhiqing, forget it, let me live and die by myself. Bar."

In order to retreat, continue to push out Bo Zhiqing.

Bo Zhiqing couldn't stand An Yangyang's pitifulness the most. He said he wanted to protect the girl he liked, but as a result, he couldn't even enter the house!

Angrily raised his face, Bo Zhiqing moved his feet, pushing the wheelchair with both hands, and entering Bo's house strongly, "Yang Yang, I said I will take care of you, see who dares to stop!"

"Four young master, you insist on doing this, that's not the case." Liang Bo clapped his hands and stood on both sides of the door. Bodyguards in overcoats came over, blocking them like an iron wall.

Bo Zhiqing was so angry that his face turned blue, and he drank, "Get out of the way!"

"Fourth Young Master, the old man is in low spirits, please be quiet. I will go back to the room to take care of the old man first, Fourth Younger, take care." Liang Bo said kindly and affectionately, owed his body and turned to leave.

The old man ordered, the Fourth Young Master insists on doing this, don't be soft-hearted, he likes to accompany the second lady Anjia, then let him accompany.

Young people, impulsive, tempered a few times to calm down.

And Miss An Er is the whetstone of the Fourth Master.

Walking to the door, Uncle Liang suddenly turned around and left a profound sentence, "Fourth Young Master, you are so worried about Miss An Xia's trouble with Miss An Er, why don't you ask why?"

"The Buddha said that if there is a cause, there must be an effect. Four young masters, you are a wise man. If you really want to help Miss An Er, you might as well figure out the ‘cause’ first before you can end the ‘effect’.”

Bo Zhiqing hated An Xia in his heart. Hearing this, his handsome face immediately tightened, "She hates Shang Yang because I am with Yang Yang, and she hurts Yang Yang by not thinking about sisters. So narrow-minded, How could I let Yang Yang go!"

Outside, not far away, An Xia used a branch to press Tianshu, who was about to take a shot, and said calmly: "Meditation."