Free Web NovelChapter 603: Chapter 587: Then, let me be your woman!_4
His knuckles turned white as he gripped Bo Xianmin’s trousers tightly. Bao Qiudong was scared out of his wits.
Although Qin Fan had merely announced that he was coming to the compound to "slaughter the Bo dogs," for Bao Qiudong, who believed he had a complete grasp of the man, that single message was enough to shake him to his very core.
"Bao Qiudong, oh, Bao Qiudong! I, Bo Xianmin, thought you would be my pride, but I never imagined you could be this foolish! You sent people to kidnap Qin Fan’s girlfriend, and you call that ’doing nothing’? And for what? Did you really need to get involved in a simple kidnapping? The man nabbed Chang Yuanyi himself. Did you think he needed help kidnapping one more person? Ultimately, the other party was just trying to drag you into this! Their plan to drive Qin Fan insane wasn’t just about killing Chang Yuanyi and toppling the Chang Family! They want Qin Fan to kill *you*! They want him to wipe out our entire Bo Family! Only then would the conflict be maximized! The Chang Family and the Bo Family, wiped out at the same time... can you imagine the cataclysmic impact that would have on Jinling, on Jiangsu and Zhejiang, even on Beijing? At that point, the higher-ups would be forced to act, to show zero tolerance! But as it is now, with just the Bo Family? Can we alone force their hand? Ha! Hahaha! Ridiculous! Utterly ridiculous! To think the son I was so proud of would be foolish enough to serve as a stepping stone for the Chang Family! With the Bo Family gone, the Changs’ rise to the top will be unstoppable! Unstoppable!" frёeωebɳovel.com
Gritting his teeth as he finished his tirade, Bo Xianmin savagely yanked his foot free from Bao Qiudong’s tight grasp and kicked him viciously in the chest.
This was a profound failure. To think that even blinded by hatred, he could be *this* stupid... Even if you lose your reason, you should still have some basic sense of self-preservation! It was obviously a trap, a pit of certain death, and Bao Qiudong still jumped right in!
After kicking his son, Bo Xianmin threw his hands up and fell back against the sofa, his pale face twisted with rage.
"Haha! Hahahaha! Foolish, so utterly foolish!"
The peals of laughter marked this proud man’s moment of utter, crushing defeat.
After this, whether Qin Fan actually showed up or not, the Bo Family’s momentum was completely shattered. The scales of support from Beijing would undoubtedly tip toward the Chang Family. After all, there was no room in the Forbidden City for fools, nor for those who could be brought down by a foolish son.
"Bo Xianmin! Have you lost your mind? He is your son! Your own son!"
His wife had tolerated the two earlier slaps, but she could not bear seeing him kick their son in the chest. Panicked, she rushed to help Bao Qiudong up, then turned and shrieked hysterically at her husband, "Is this the time to be beating your son? You’re the second-in-command of Jiangsu and Zhejiang! You should be figuring out how to handle this!"
"Handle it? I’m afraid this is beyond handling!" Bo Xianmin let out a tired, harsh laugh.
"You’re the second-in-command, and you can’t handle a situation in your own territory? Is all you have left the strength to kick your own son? Bo Xianmin, act like a man! Protect your son! I’m asking you, can you do it or not!" the protective mother continued to shriek.
Protect him? This isn’t about the Chang Family! This is about Qin Fan! That bastard operates completely outside the rules! Even the annihilation of the Qiao Family was swept under the rug. What could I use to protect our son? With what? Forget protecting Bao Qiudong; our entire family of three could be dragged to Hell at any moment!
But these were things Bo Xianmin no longer wanted to say.
He took a deep breath. With trembling hands and eyes filled with terror, he picked up the phone from the sofa and dialed a number he had never called before.
This was his last straw to clutch at, a life-saving token left to him by his Bo Family ancestors.
But whether it would work... he had no idea.
"Dad!"
Seeing Bo Xianmin stand up with the phone in his hand, the terrified Bao Qiudong scrambled across the floor on his hands and knees, grabbing his father’s leg again. All trace of the imperious Young Master Bo was gone.
"Damn you! Look at yourself! What do you look like? A dog! A dead dog! Are you my son? Are you worthy of being my son, Bo Xianmin’s son? Get up! A descendant of the Bo Family dies on his feet! This pathetic groveling of yours is a disgrace to the heroic spirits of our ancestors!"
Suppressing the urge to kick him again, Bo Xianmin was a maelstrom of fear and anxiety. On the verge of a complete breakdown, he screamed hysterically. He had completely forgotten how long it had been since he had last cursed. In this moment of emotional collapse, all his restraint had vanished.
"Bo Xianmin! Have you gone mad? Tell me, have you gone mad?" Listening to her husband’s frenzied cursing, his wife rushed toward him, screaming.
"Get out of my way!" He shoved his wife onto the sofa, shook Bao Qiudong off his leg, and gritted his teeth as he dialed the number.
Without a second glance at Bao Qiudong or the stunned woman on the sofa, he strode quickly out onto the balcony.
RING! RING! RING!
RING! RING! RING!
「Beijing. A restricted area.」
Suddenly, a shrill ringtone pierced the silence.
Though it was late, several elders who stood at the very pinnacle of power were gathered here.
