the hung-up phone, this number wasn't Bo Yichen's. Bo Jin Yu didn't hesitate, turning her head to pick up her own phone and dial 'Bo Yichen'.The phone rang for a long time.Bo Jin Yu had countless que...The old man stared at Shen Ningran, and suddenly felt a lot of guilt. "Before I did many things that hurt you, I'm sorry to you, and I should have listened to you sooner."

The cabinet opened, revealing a safe inside. The old man, in front of Shen Ningran, directly entered the code and opened the safe. He took out a document that seemed to have been prepared beforehand.

Shen Ningran noticed that it was a share transfer agreement.

When Shen Ningran was puzzled, the old man took the stock transfer agreement and sat down at his desk, signing his name stroke by stroke. Then he looked at Shen Ningran and said, "Come here."

The old man placed the signed share transfer agreement in front of Shen Ningran. "Sign it," he said.

Shen Ningran blinked, once thinking she had misheard, "I signed"

Shen Ningran knew very clearly what signing this share transfer agreement meant.

The 30% stake in the Bao Group was worth far more than anything Shen Ningran could possibly imagine.

But now the old master was going to give her this share of the company. Shen Ningran wasn't naive enough to think that the old master was giving it to her out of a misunderstanding or guilt. He wouldn't hand over something so crucial to the fate of the Bo family to her.

The old man was as clear-headed as he had ever been at this moment, nodding. "To you and Ajin."

"This is for both me and Bo Jinyu, but I have to keep this quiet for now. Afterwards, I'll find a reason to transfer these shares to Bo Jinyu properly"

The old man nodded. "You are very clever,"

"Are you still trying to hide the truth from Bo Jin Yu and protect Bo Ming Jun at this point"

Shen Ningran didn't sign, looking at the old man Bo with incomprehension.

Does he already know the truth that Bo Mingjun murdered his own brother, and yet still protect him

That was a human life.

"Then what do you want me to do Do you want me to put my own son in jail with my own hands, and then make a big fuss about it, letting the whole city know that Bo Zhenyi's son killed someone and went to prison Shen Ningran, I only have this one son. I can't do it. Even if I sent him to jail, Mingjian would still not come back."

"So Uncle Bo was killed by his own brother for nothing, and the murderer didn't have to pay any price. Do you think this is fair to Uncle Bo and Miss Shen Ning" Shen Ningran clenched her fists in anger.

The old man let out a deep sigh, his eyes filled with vicissitudes and despondency.

Was he not angry Did he not hate

“He’s done so much, isn’t he just hoping that I’ll die one day so that no one can compete with him for the Bo family Since all he ever thinks about is the Bo family, then I’ll give the entire Bo family to Ah Jin. I will send Bo Mingjun and his entire family out of the country, never allowing him to return. This will be more painful for him than sending him to prison.”

"Sending him abroad, do you think that will stop him This isn't the first time he's attacked Bo Jin Yu. You know this, once there is a first time, there will be a second. He won't rest until he achieves his goal." Shen Ning Ran looked at the old man, her voice serious.

The old man nodded in agreement, “Yes, then break his hands and feet. Let him spend the rest of his life lying in bed, but please give him a way to live. And this thirty percent of the shares will go to Ajin, and also as compensation for you.”

"You only called me over because you knew that if Bo Jinyu found out about this, she would never let Bo Mingjun off the hook, and I'd be easier to persuade, wouldn't I"

The old man didn't deny it, "You're calmer and more analytical than Ajin in some things."

Shen Ningran sneered and shook her head, "No, you might as well just say that I'm easier to persuade."

Shen Ningran, just consider this my plea to you. Sign this share transfer agreement. I'll find a way to hand it over to A-Jin later. As for Ming Jian... let it go.

The old man was also very angry and heartbroken, but besides doing these things, there was really nothing else he could do.

Shen Ningran shook her head. "This matter, no matter how it is, Bo Jinyu has the right to know. I have no right to make decisions, so I'm sorry, I can't agree to your request."

Shen Ningran finished speaking and was about to leave.

“Wait for me…cough cough…” The old man loudly stopped Shen Ningran, clutching his chest and coughing violently, “Cough cough…Whether or not you agree to my request, at least take this share transfer agreement for Ajin.”

Shen Ningran's footsteps stopped.

"I'm getting old, and who knows when I might pass away. Do you want the Bo Family to fall into Bo Mingjun's hands If I die, Bo Mingjun will be the first in line to inherit!"

"You're still doing well, don't say those morbid things."

The old man shook his head. "I said maybe, no one could have predicted what would happen next second. I have to make preparations in advance. You're a smart person, this is the time you should accept it."

After listening to her grandfather's words, Shen Ningran hesitated for a moment before finally turning around and walking back.

The old man passed the pen to Shen Ningran. "Sign it," he said.

Shen Ningran looked at the transfer deed on the table and at Old Master Bo's eyes, her lips pursed tightly.

"Just sign it," the old man advised.

Shen Ningran took the pen and, in one go, signed her name.

At this moment, Shen Ningran's hands were trembling. She didn't know if making this decision was right.

"Seeing that she had taken it, the old man finally let out a sigh of relief. 'Good, keep it safe. I will have my lawyer handle all the matters regarding the transfer of shares. Let's not tell anyone else about our conversation today; that's what's safest for you.'"

After all, Shen Ningran will soon become the holder of the most shares in the Bo family.

Shen Ningran took a deep breath, "I understand."

The old man nodded and, to Shen Ningran's surprise, a kindly smile appeared on his face. "Go back," he said, "and drive slowly on the way."

"Old Mr. Bo..."

Perhaps you should call me Grandpa now, following Ajin's lead.

When the old man called only Shen Ningran, he admitted her identity as his grandson's daughter-in-law and the future mistress of the Bo family.

Shen Ningran bit her lip. Perhaps because too much had happened before, she held back the word "grandfather" and finally said, "I have a question I want to ask you."

"Ask."

"Such an important thing, you really aren't afraid of me embezzling it After all, I and Bo Jinyu divorced, we are not legal husband and wife, this thing transferred to my name is only mine."

The old man chuckled softly, "I believe you wouldn't do that. Even if you did, it doesn't matter. Your son is also a descendant of the Bo family; anything belonging to the Bo family will eventually return to the Bo family."

Shen Ningran also smiled and nodded.

……

When Shen Ningran came out of the Bo family, she felt a heavy weight in her heart.

As she reached the front door, she glanced back at the old Bo house. For some reason, a feeling of unease rose within her, strong and insistent, as if something terrible were about to happen.

Shen Ningran clenched her fist, walked a few steps, then looked back as if she had been beckoned by an unseen force, and turned to walk back into the Bo family.

Before she could take a few steps, she felt dizzy and her vision blurred. The next second, her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground uncontrollably.

"Shen Ningran" someone called out to her anxiously behind her.

Shen Ningran didn't have time to even glance at who it was before she completely lost consciousness.o, Yuchen, Hehe..."Shen Ningran climbed up from the ground. A hazy white mist rose around her, obscuring her vision. She searched frantically, but none of her children were to be found..."Yuchen! Hmph...