Chapter 1941: Bo Hao night talk!

The first nine hundred and forty-one chapters, Bo Hao night talk!
After the end of the conversation with Shang Yao, the two went out of the Longfeng Building. Before arriving at the car, Shang Yao suddenly turned to look at Xiao Zheng: "Xiao boss, you said, can we win?"
Xiao Zheng heard the words, but he was also asked to be blindfolded.
Can you win?
There are too many opponents standing in front of Xiao’s front.
Although he has not lost so far. But he did not dare to be as young and frivolous as he was at the time, yelling that Xiao Zheng had not lost.
A long time ago, even if he lost, there is still room for manoeuvre. Even if you are awkward, you can at least keep a life.
But now, when he is strong enough, his opponent is also more fierce than one.
Whether it is always hidden in the secret business days, or the forest demon who picks up the hostile relationship, even the Zhao family represented by the autumn harvest.
On either side, Xiao Zheng is not sure. Even the odds are small.
Can you win?
Xiao Zheng did not smile on his handsome face and shook his head: "I don't know."
Shang Yao gently nodded, and suddenly turned his head and said: "I will accompany you to go."
After all, she did not wait for Xiao Zheng to open her mouth. She sat straight into the car.
Seeing that Shang Yao’s car left, Xiao Zheng spit out a sigh of gas and his expression was a bit complicated.
......
The night is already deep.
The face has a light makeup, as far as possible to cover the scarless white sitting in the chair of the study, and next to him, sitting on the Wang Qi focused on learning.
Bai Wushuang is accompanying Wang Qi to make up the class.
In fact, Wang Qi’s performance is not weak. On the contrary, in school, his grades are always among the best in the class. However, compared with the results of the White Musou, Wang Qi was a big cut.
And Bai Wushuang’s request to this half-brother is to be the first. Can only be the first.
No one in the world will remember who the second place is. Not to mention the third.
The environment in which Wang Qi is located must be good enough to go down in the wind.
The descendants of the White House cannot be a waste.
"Brother. I understand." Wang Qi said softly.
"Is it sleepy?" Bai Wushuang asked.
Wang Qi is nine and a half years old this year, but his character is very long. Although the appearance is flat, it is not important to struggle in this circle.
The unparalleled enemy of the white has proved this very well.
"Not sleepy." Wang Qi shook his head, very sensible.
"If you are not sleepy, you will learn another lesson." Bai Wushuang smiled and said very kindly.
Then, the two spent another hour studying a new lesson that the teacher had not yet taught. But Mo is a primary school textbook, even junior high school, and even a university. White Musou has enough levels to make up for Wang Qi in advance.
White Wushuang itself is a famous high school student in Baicheng. Only his family is too prominent, so many people ignore his own excellence.
Speaking of it, he is somewhat sympathetic to Lin Zhuyin in this respect.
People's expectations for them are too high. No matter how hard he works, it will never be too much. On the contrary, Changyishan can get enough attention and aura as long as it performs better than ordinary people. What's more, Changyishan has the name of a child prodigy since childhood. Didn't it become a star of Wall Street?
After an hour, Bai Wushuang told the servant to send Wang Qi back to the room to rest. Tomorrow is the weekend, he promised to accompany Wang Qi to the playground to play.
Back in Baicheng for more than a year, Wang Qi enjoyed the luxury life of all the rich children. Also sat in the first plane of life. Prior to this, his mother who only used him as a chip, never considered her son to need more pocket money and play around.
The biological mother did not give it to him, and Bai Wushuang gave him all the compensation in his spare time.
Nowadays, Wang Qi is more knowledgeable than his peers, and he has become active from the previous boring. The place to eat, the place to go, is not lacking. White Musou even began to teach him to learn some projects that ordinary people might not touch in their lifetime.
After all, this ordinary man is the third generation of the White House. No matter who his mother is, what is his character. In the body of Wang Qi, the blood of Bai Ziwen is flowing.
Send Wang Qi, Bai Wushuang slowly stepped downstairs and came to his reception room.
There, the old monk was innocent and had been waiting for him one night.
Dadeng Dengmen, who is a deaf, should have been attentive. This is the case for love. But nowadays White Musou seems to have long ignored the so-called uncle relationship. The only thing he cherished was the younger brother who was under the age of ten.
"Da Bo." Bai Wushuang smiled and walked slowly.
The white innocent put down the teacup and stared calmly at the nephew standing in front of him.
The changes in this scorpion in recent years are too great. Also too shocked.
For the so-called power, he can kill his grandfather himself. The grandfather who loves him.
White innocents have not wanted to know whether this decision was made by Bai Ziwen or whether it was unparalleled. Or maybe they are colluding.
He has no objections and has executed. This is the key.
After that, the white unparalleled was disfigured and one eye was blinded.
White has witnessed all this, and there is no feeling in the heart. But from another perspective, this is also what this deaf child deserves.
White is innocent, and there are too many white families. This is true for the old man, the younger brother, and the relatives.
Therefore, he finally only quit the white house, eyes are not bored, not under anger, blood washed the father and son. He can't let Bai Jia break, but he can't let his father swear by his filial piety under Jiuquan.
Everything is white and innocent is buried in my heart. Never told anyone. Including his deep love Ye Yuhua.
The death of Bai Ziwen angered the innocent. And alive killed the perpetrator Zhao Gao.
He hates his brother, but he can't tolerate his brother being killed by his former enemies.
He is more aware that the death of Bai Ziwen will cause unimaginable impact on Bai Wushuang.
Yes.
Since the death of Bai Ziwen, this nephew has become unfamiliar and has become strange.
Even white innocent, and some can't understand what Bai Wushuang wants to do.
"Sit." White innocent pointed to the opposite sofa.
White Wushuang heard the words, but he shook his head gently and looked calm. "It's not too late. If you have something, just say that tomorrow, I have to get up early to accompany Wang Qi to the playground."
White innocent slightly frowning, can not see the white unparalleled mind.
It’s already crazy outside. White Musou is about to take revenge.
But now, he still has the leisure to accompany Wang Qi to the playground.
The old monk licked his lips: "I want to talk to you."
"I am talking to you." Bai Wushuang calmly said. "If you have anything, please say it directly."
"I want you to live well." Bai Wuwei said solemnly. "The other thing, there is me."