Chapter 169 Is It Being Transferred?

The moment the results came out, Su Cha was the first to call Bo Muyi.

It's not that I told him that I didn't want to receive the admission notice, but Su Cha wanted to make sure that everything was safe.

Whether this champion is the city champion or the provincial champion, I don't know.

Now that the results came out, Su Cha was a little dazed when he saw that he had passed the provincial championship, but when he came back to his senses, he smiled lightly.

It's good, although it seems unrealistic, but she has paid her own efforts.

This feeling is really good.

For the first time, she forgot about the bet with Yu Chuai, thinking about Bo Muyi who is now far away in the imperial capital.

In the Bo family's mansion, a row of men in black stood in the study.

The head of them is whispering something, and the man sitting in front of him, behind the desk, has a handsome face that makes the world amazed. With his eyes closed, the aura exuding from his body is a bit gloomy and cold. Feeling, just a face-to-face, can make people feel an incomparably powerful oppression.

It is like a king in the world, full of supreme dignity.

"Knock Knock Knock..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and the black-clothed bodyguard who was whispering these words was shocked into a cold sweat.

The man who had closed his eyes opened his eyes in an instant, and his pupils showed no emotion, unlike the previous signs of rage, but he couldn't tell whether he was in a good mood or not.

They are talking about things, who dares to disturb the young master so ignorantly?

The unknown person not only knocked on the door, but also pushed the door on his own and came in.

They didn't dare to turn their heads to see who it was. The other party seemed to be coming over and said respectfully, "Master, Miss Su is on the phone."

That was Bo Kun, the personal assistant beside the young master.

The scene in which the young master got angry did not appear in his imagination, Bo Mu also waved his hand gently, and Bo Kun handed the phone to him knowingly.

After taking it, the indifferent and fierce-looking man opened his mouth, but there was a kind of tenderness that shocked his jaw: "Hello, Chacha?"

All the people present couldn't believe it, but Bai Kun looked like he was used to it.

"Mu Yi, my college entrance examination scores are out."

The girl's soft voice reported her happiness: "I got 730 in the exam, ranking first in the province, and I have received an admission notice from Imperial College. Am I good?"

Bo Muyi: "Tea is awesome!"

Everyone: "..."

The tenderness between Bo Muyi's eyebrows almost poured out: "What kind of reward do you want for being so powerful?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, so I don't need the reward, but you promised me before the test. You promised me a condition if you got 700 points in the test. I haven't thought about it yet, so I'll put it on the account first."

Su Cha still remembered this matter. She said it directly at the moment, and Bo Mu would not agree.

"it is good."

His smile grew softer, even though the bet was a bit of a joke at first.

However, even if there is no wager, Bo Mu is willing to promise Su Cha how many conditions.

"Are you alright in the imperial capital?"

Bo Muyi's face sank after Su Cha's usual question: "Not good."

How can you get better without her by your side: "You have to come to the imperial capital quickly."

"Come on, by the end of the month at the latest."

Su Cha has become accustomed to his occasional coquettish and complaining, but the imperial capital is not used to it.

When they saw Bo Muyi's appearance, their cheek muscles were trembling, and they wondered in horror whether their young master had been transferred.