Bo Yeyuan's tightly clenched fist did not loosen until the helicopter flew out of Beitang Mansion...
When Li Qiyu took off his hand, she slipped a piece of paper into his palm, then tightly squeezed his fist.
Bo Yeyuan is extremely smart, if she had something to say, wouldn't she have said it?
The paper was wrinkled, but there wasn't a single word on it.
Bo Yeyuan looked at it repeatedly several times, his brows furrowing gloomily.
After studying it for hours, there were no words on the paper.
But no matter what Li Qiyu wanted to convey, why couldn't she say it to his face?
"Young Master, after examining it, it's just an ordinary napkin, there's nothing on it..." Leike said cautiously.
After returning to Bo family manor, Bo Yeyuan had countless people inspect the paper for any hidden message, but to no avail, there were no hidden words.
Bo Yeyuan clenched the napkin and pondered for over an hour, suddenly realizing—
