Originally, Bo Siming planned to slowly discuss the Huazhi Lake project with Shen Yuliang after he took over the inheritance.
Unexpectedly, although the contract had been signed with the Shen family, something went wrong with the vote for the successor.
A look of surprise flashed across his eyes. Without hesitation, he called back.
"What's going on?"
Shen Shiyu was huddled in the hotel, rubbing her red and swollen eyes. "Dad just called me and asked me to contact you to go home."
Bo Siming's eyes were cold and sweet. "Who the hell is he?"
"… Wh - what?"
"Heh, I find your parents really funny. Am I, the eldest young master of the Bo family, a dog in your family, to be summoned and dismissed at will?!"
Only then did she realize she had said the wrong thing. "You misunderstood, Siming. I didn't mean that! I, I mean…"
"Then what do you mean? What do you look down on me for?"
Shen Shiyu had just suffered a setback because of Shen Ximan. She wanted to find a topic to act coquettishly with him, but it backfired.
"I've always regarded you as my fiancé. Dad and Mom feel the same way. I thought you had regarded us as family. Who would have thought… I'm sorry. I was being self - indulgent."
She said it very euphemistically and aggrievedly.
It seemed as if she had nothing to do with this matter.
If it weren't for the fact that the Shen family was still useful, Bo Siming wouldn't have wanted to waste a single minute talking to her. He even wished he had never met this woman.
"I was too harsh. I'm free this afternoon. Ask Uncle to meet me at a coffee shop. I'll send you the address."
With that, he simply and quickly hung up.
At the Bo family mansion.
Bo Yanhai was watching the news on TV. He was breathing heavily with unstable emotions, and his face was flushed purple.
Butler Yan saw that the situation was not good and quickly brought the quick - acting heart - saving pills and warm water and handed them to him to take.
After a while, he felt better.
"The relationship between the second young master and the second young mistress is really great! The veil kiss is so heart - fluttering. All the previous scandals have been instantly dispelled."
The reporter on TV was still excitedly reporting.
"Damn it!" Bo Yanhai angrily changed the channel.
"At 10:49 this morning, a national - shocking news happened near the church. It is suspected that the eldest daughter of the Shen Group has a violent tendency. Her younger sister accused her of causing the scar on her face…"
"What's going on?"
Hearing this news, he immediately put on his glasses and watched closely.
The people with mosaics on the screen were Shen Ximan and Shen Shiyu.
Butler Yan couldn't help but interject, "No wonder the second young mistress has always been wearing a veil. The poor girl."
Only then did Bo Yanhai remember how his mood had fluctuated when he first saw that girl's ugly appearance.
He had personally asked but couldn't get any results.
Unexpectedly, it was the eldest daughter of the Shen family who had persecuted her.
"Those reporters never tell the truth. They exaggerate things. Who can guarantee that what that ugly girl said is true?"
Bo Yanhai stubbornly refused to admit it.
"Who would expose their own scars for others to talk about? Old master, you're being a bit too harsh on the second young mistress."
Yan Ming had been working for the Bo family since he was a child. Their conversation was like that between old friends, without any distinction of status.
"When did you start arguing with me?"
"You're just too stubborn. You've always wanted a great - grandson."
Bo Yanhai blushed and paused for a few seconds. "I was just joking!"
The two of them were chatting leisurely when they were suddenly interrupted by Bo Siming, who rushed in. They quickly adjusted their expressions.
"Grandpa, Uncle Yan."
"Where have you been running around instead of staying in the company?"
Bo Siming put on a professional fake smile. "I've made an appointment with President Shen of the Shen Group to discuss the previous Huazhi Lake project."
"Humph, you really have the nerve." Bo Yanhai said with an unhappy face.
"Why do you… say that?"
He switched the TV channel back to the previous one and said aggressively, "I heard that you've had an ambiguous relationship with the eldest daughter of the Shen family. Take a look if it's the same person!"
Butler Yan pursed his lips and secretly curled the corners of his mouth. Just now, Bo Yanhai was still reluctant to admit that he was on the second young mistress's side, but now he was admitting it on his own initiative.
Bo Siming looked carefully for a few minutes, and his face suddenly changed.
It turned out that the scar on Shen Ximan's face was not for no reason. If there were no scar, she would definitely resemble his first love by seven or eight points.
"Cat got your tongue?" Bo Yanhai glared at him unhappily.
"Sorry, Grandpa. I haven't received any news about this yet."
"Alas! What evil have I done to raise two grandsons who always make me angry! Can you manage the group well? If you can't, just say so in advance. I'll transfer you abroad to assist Jingming."
Bo Siming stared round - eyed in resistance. "I won't go!"
Bo Yanhai slapped the table and said firmly, "Then do something that can bring benefits to the group! I'll directly hand over the Huazhi Lake project to Jingyu. You'll just assist him."
"As for the Shen family, I'll send someone to discuss the contract personally."
"But Grandpa…"
His majestic aura suddenly spread out. "If you say one more word, I'll immediately reverse my decision just now."
"… I understand."
Bo Siming gritted his teeth, his face dark with indignation.
As the eldest grandson of the family, he actually had to assist his younger brother?
This was simply a huge joke!
He would never do such a disgraceful thing.
"Before you go back to the company, go to the clothing city for me and pick up the suit I ordered before." Bo Yanhai got up from the sofa.
"You can just leave this to me. The eldest young master still has to go back to the company to handle important matters, so…"
"No, you stay and take care of me. He'll go."
He interrupted him and said coldly, then went to the back garden.
"Okay, Grandpa." Bo Siming replied respectfully.
This humble sense of humiliation surrounded him like thorny thistles, cutting every inch of his skin, but leaving no scars.
"Old bastard, you won't live long."
He murmured in a low voice and strode away.
At the Eastern Suburb Mansion.
"Sister Man!"
As soon as Shen Ximan entered, she was hugged around the waist by a petite girl.
She hadn't even recovered from the shock just now.
"What did you… just say?"
An Ruo raised her star - like eyes and slowly repeated the address just now. "Sister Man!"
Tears welled up in Shen Ximan's eyes instantly.
Aunt Yang, standing beside her, couldn't help wiping away a few tears.
"Second madam, Third Miss has been practicing this sentence since she woke up. It's really great that she can say it today!"
With trembling lips, she squatted down and hugged An Ruo tightly.
"An Ruo… An Ruo…"
"Don't cry, don't cry."
That tiny body gently patted Shen Ximan's arm in distress.
Clearly, the one who had suffered the most was her. Clearly, she had been tortured to the bone by Yang Wan and Shen Shiyu, but now she was comforting Shen Ximan instead.