Bo Yanqi saw the confusion and curiosity in Qi Si's eyes and chuckled. "Young Master Qi, didn't your brother ever teach you not to pry into other people's family affairs?"
Qi Si shook his head honestly. "No, he didn't."
The original Qi Si had never pried into other people's family affairs, so Qi Wang had never needed to teach him not to.
And he was Qi Si, not the original Qi Si. Naturally, Qi Wang had never taught him.
"You're certainly honest." Bo Yanqi looked at Qi Si with an amused smile.
Qi Si was just about to say that it was fine if Bo Yanqi couldn't tell him, when Bo Yanqi said, "It's not some secret I can't talk about. The Bo family has gotten worse with each generation. In Bo Fuyu's generation, they produced nothing but useless people. Not one of them is fit to shoulder responsibility."
"Then why did you choose Bo Fuyu as your successor?" Qi Si asked.
Bo Yanqi replied, "They're all useless, so I had to pick the one who was a little less useless."
"So Bo Fuyu is the one who's a little less useless?" Qi Si couldn't help laughing after he said it.
What on earth had the original author of this novel been thinking when they created Bo Yanqi?
They probably hadn't imagined that the male lead Bo Yanqi had gone to such lengths to shape would turn out to be nothing more than a reluctant choice—the best of a bad bunch.
Qi Si held back a laugh and asked, "Does Bo Fuyu know?"
Bo Yanqi shrugged. "Why don't you go downstairs and ask him?"
Qi Si was speechless. "Why do you keep telling me to ask the person involved? Can't you just tell me?"
"I'm not a worm in his