"You aunt has helped us out so much in this matter, how could you say such things to Ye Rouxin?"
"Dad, I don't know what you're talking about?"
"You really don't know?" Young Master Bo saw Bo Youlin's puzzled face and knitted his eyebrows, looking at Bo Jinyu, "Second Brother, could it be that Ye Rouxin is spouting nonsense?"
"How could Ye Rouxin possibly spout nonsense, she even played a phone recording for me," Bo Jinyu said indifferently.
Upon hearing this, Bo Youlin's face turned pale.
He truly hadn't expected that little bitch Ye Rouxin had made a phone recording! Little bitch!
