My Guardian Mr Bo

"""The 18-year-old An Geer was born into a wealthy family. She was originally the eldest daughter of the family, but after her abandoned sister returned home, she was framed and bullied. All her family members pampered her sister without restraint because her own background didn't seem to be that simple. An Geer didn't mind her family's cold treatment because she also had her own pride. In front of people, she was an ordinary straight-A student, but in the back, she was the chief firearm designer of a mysterious group! And this man, who she called 'Little Uncle' in name, was the king of City A whose influence shadowed everything. After returning from overseas, he crazily schemed against her with all his might just to hold her tightly in his arms. In one night, the overbearing and proud elder became her husband. She gritted her teeth in shame and anger, but she had to admit that she seemed to enjoy sinking into his warm embrace and security. Scene 1: Bo Yan tugged at his tie in frustration and said, ""No other man can do it, remember!?"" Hearing this, An Geer turned around to look at him. The man in front of her was tall and well-built. His exquisite and perfect face was gloomy while there was anger between his brows. His dark and long eyes were staring at her without blinking, and it was as oppressive as an abyss. There were too many complicated feelings in it. Seeing this scene, An Geer's heart suddenly skipped a beat. She was not stupid. Even if he was her uncle, he had warned her with such harsh words. This feeling was completely different from the warning from her parents and elders. It was more like a strong desire to possess her… It was like a man versus a woman… Scene 2: Bo Yan and Qin Mo sat in the car. ""Leave her!"" Bo Yan's voice suddenly became cold and firm. Qin Mo stared at him. ""The reason?"" Bo Yan said coldly, ""She's my woman."" Although these few words were not loud, they were enough to shock people. Qin Mo's expression changed drastically. ""Are you kidding me? You're her uncle!"" ""Is that so? That's unfortunate, but we're not related by blood."" Qin Mo was shocked. How was this possible? Then who is truly with the An Family?

Ninth Fu · Teen

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60 Chs

Young Master Bo Enraged for the Beauty

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Leng Jue's gaze swept over the small motionless figure lying in the car. He was just about to order people to go over when he caught sight of a Maybach crashing into the guardrail, accompanied by the loud screeching of the brakes before it came to a halt. The next second, someone rushed out of the car.

"Who's there?" His subordinates raised their guns at that person.

"Get lost!"

In the face of the dazzling lights and gun muzzles, Bo Yan roared out these two words before shoving aside the soldiers who were in his way.

"Let him in!" Leng Jue commanded. Those soldiers immediately ceased what they were doing.

Breathing weakly, all An Ge'er felt was that her vision was a complete blue, her mind was in a mess, and she had exhausted almost all her strength.

Bit by bit, she clambered towards the car door. She wanted to go out. She wanted to escape.

Her fingers had just touched the door when it was suddenly pulled open by someone.

…

For a moment, Bo Yan thought that he may never ever forget this scene…

His lass was lying in front of him, her clothes disheveled and her breathing faint. She was in terrible shape and looked so helpless…

Her petite face and body were covered in blood. It was piercing to his eyes, and he nearly stopped breathing.

"An Ge'er? Good lass, don't be afraid. It's okay now, I'm here. You're safe; you're safe."

He reached out to hug her. Although her consciousness was fading, her body instinctively curled up and kept trembling.

"D-don't come here. Don't touch me…" her eyes closed, she gasped for breath and murmured in an extremely faint voice.

"It's me. It's Little Uncle."

Listening to her voice, Bo Yan's heart shattered into a million pieces.

He wrapped his coat around her, ignored her feeble struggle, and squeezed her in his arms. In a gentle voice like never before, he comforted her over and over again, as if he were comforting a baby.

Gingerly, he carried her into his car. When Bo Yan turned around and stomped over again, a pistol was already in his hand.

Leng Jue had handcuffed Young Master Zhao. When Bo Yan saw him lying on the car, his narrow eyes instantly flared with thick murderous intent.

Once Young Master Zhao made out the figure who stepped out of the dark like the emperor of the night, his legs instantaneously weakened. He knelt on the ground, utterly petrified till he peed. "Bo, Second Young Master Bo, I really didn't do it on purpose, not on purpose…"

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