The sound of the helicopter's rotor blades roared in their ears.
Looking at the man's indifferent expression, Bo Huan felt heartbroken for Bo Qing... being hurt by the Lu Family time and again.
Bo Huan gently pressed her lips together, slowly reaching out her small hand to grasp the man's large hand.
She wanted to convey her comfort by transferring her warmth to him.
"Bo Qing, don't think about the Lu Family anymore, and don't dwell on what happened in Moscow, soon we will see Bo Baobei, she is our family... our true family."
As for those people from the Lu Family, they are merely scum in wolf's clothing.
Now that Lu Gang is dead, the war has truly commenced.
Bo Huan feels that she and the Bo Family are utterly fearless.
...
The roaring sound of rotors and the woman's resolute words reached his ears; Bo Qing looked at Bo Huan's soft, fair hand tightly holding his large hand, and he returned the grasp, nodding.
"Yes, and also Mom and Dad..."
