In the living room of the Bo Family Mansion, newspaper sheets were scattered on the table.
A gentle breeze blew in, rustling the petals of the fresh flowers in the vase. Bo Yanhai, who was resting with his eyes closed on the sofa, let out a soft breath.
"Grand Master, Grand Master."
He opened his eyes and after a moment's daze, asked, "Found her?"
Yan Ming shook his head and placed the soup in his hand on the table.
"You haven't eaten since morning. Have some, please."
Bo Yanhai rubbed the bridge of his nose. "I have no appetite."
"But your body can't take it." He sighed worriedly.
"That ugly girl has brought such great disaster to our Bo Family. We must find her even if we have to dig up the whole earth. Otherwise, I won't be able to quell my anger!" Bo Yanhai said through gritted teeth.
"Forgive my overstepping, but Second Young Mistress is not such a person."
Yan Ming's attitude was firm and he wasn't worried about any consequences.
Bo Yanhai scrutinized his expression. "A low - born girl, ugly in appearance and improper in behavior. What makes you trust her?"
"Her kind heart. I can tell she's a good girl."
Bo Yanhai leaned back on the sofa and sneered disdainfully. "A good girl? Hah, she has repeatedly ignored our Bo Family, not caring about the rumors and scolding from the outside world at all."
"She has toyed with my two grandsons, making them fight and hurt each other! Is this what you call a good girl?"
Yan Ming's confidence faded. "Maybe she's been framed."
"I'm not saying this to be mean, but sometimes being soft - hearted is good, but you can't be a pushover! Don't mention this again. That girl not only has to compensate for the losses, but also kneel in front of me and admit her mistakes."
Bo Yanhai squinted his eyes. "Otherwise, I won't be satisfied."
Ring, ring, ring.
The antique landline in the living room rang.
Yan Ming quickly went over to answer it.
"Hello, this is the Bo Family Mansion."
"Uncle Yan, it's me."
His eyes instantly welled up with tears. "Master!"
Bo Yanhai, who had just picked up the spoon, froze. After hesitating for a while, he listened attentively while slowly sipping the soup.
After a few minutes of chatting, Yan Ming hung up the phone.
"Grand Master, it was the Master on the phone."
"Okay, what did he say?"
"He roughly asked about the situation of the group, as well as the matters of Young Master Siming and Young Master Jingyu. He's also seen the news to some extent."
Bo Yanhai pursed his lips slightly, looking a bit unhappy.
"I'm going to Xijiao Coast to relax. Don't prepare dinner for me."
"… Yes." Yan Ming choked back his words.
Watching the waves crashing against the rocks, Bo Yanhai's heart was extremely heavy. Even sighing seemed like a strenuous task.
More than twenty years ago, the Bo Group should have been taken over by Bo Jingming.
But due to Jiang Ying's death, there was a rift between father and son, and they still couldn't sit down and have a good talk.
One was too old to compromise, and the other was too stubborn to come back.
"Is it really that good abroad?"
Bo Yanhai murmured to himself with his hands behind his back.
He had tried to make peace before. During his days of medical treatment abroad, he sent people to inquire about Bo Jingming's news almost every day.
But after finding no trace, he disappeared again.
He seemed to be everywhere, but it was impossible to find him, let alone meet him.
If it weren't for the urgent urging of the group's directors to decide on the heir, Bo Yanhai wouldn't have returned to the country so soon, nor would he have made the decision so quickly.
Was it right or wrong to hand over the position of president to Bo Jingyu? He had asked himself this question more than once.
Turning around, a luxury car not far away caught his attention.
This car was extremely rare in Yancheng. There was only one limited - edition model, and according to rumors, it rarely appeared in public.
Bo Yanhai was so shocked that he stood still.
He only had a few seconds to glance at the car, but the woman sitting inside left him so stunned that he forgot to blink.
Was it that ugly girl?
But this thought was quickly shattered.
"The Shen Family is just a third - rate family. They don't have relatives in Xijiao Coast, let alone buy a villa in this area."
Bo Yanhai murmured to himself in denial.
But strangely, the doubt in his heart wouldn't go away. He immediately called Bo Siming and asked him to arrange traffic police to check cars at the intersection where Xijiao Coast met the urban area.
"President Shen, are you sure you won't reconsider?"
Xue Xiaoqi drove the car at a steady pace and asked seriously.
"I'm sorry for making this decision without respecting your opinion."
Shen Ximan looked dejected and listless.
"But this is my decision. I'll accept whatever the outcome is."
After a helpless silence, she added, "Don't worry. I'll develop the company as soon as possible. I won't let you down."
"Thank you, Xiaoqi." Shen Ximan forced a pale smile.
Xue Xiaoqi's eyes were moist. "You don't need to thank me. Everything I have now is given by you. I should be the one thanking you." After saying that, she quickly composed herself.
"President Shen, there are traffic police ahead. Please put on your veil."
Shen Ximan nodded and immediately did as she was told.
"Wow, a limited - edition car!" a traffic policeman exclaimed.
"Stop staring. Get back to work. This is an order directly from the old master of the Bo Family. If we slack off, we'll lose our jobs!"
Another traffic policeman said cautiously.
Xue Xiaoqi rolled down the window and calmly asked, "What's the matter?"
"Please show your driver's license and get out of the car to cooperate with our inspection."
She neither took off her sunglasses nor her mask, completely ignoring his words. "I haven't been drinking and I haven't violated any traffic rules. Why should I cooperate with your groundless inspection?"
The traffic policeman still repeated sternly.
"Please cooperate with our work and get out of the car for inspection."
"Xiaoqi, don't argue. Cooperate."
Shen Ximan whispered from the back seat.
Xue Xiaoqi pouted, unbuckled her seat - belt and got out of the car.
The moment she got out, the traffic policeman deliberately lowered his head and peeked into the back seat, but she quickly blocked his view with her body.
"What are you looking at?"
"Who's in there?"
Xue Xiaoqi frowned and took off her sunglasses. "My friend. What's the problem?"
"Ask her to get out of the car too." The traffic policeman's tone was tough.
"What if I don't?"
"Then please come to the police station with me."
Just as he was about to take out the handcuffs, another traffic policeman immediately stopped him, looking at the driver's license in his hand in horror.
"Don't, don't cuff her!"
"What are you doing? Didn't you just say we can't slack off on the old master's order? Why are you stopping me now?"
Xue Xiaoqi was instantly stunned.
The old master of the Bo Family?
No wonder!
There were rarely traffic policemen waiting at the intersection of Xijiao Coast to check cars. Even if there were, it would be arranged by the butler. After both traffic policemen saw the driving license, they were at a loss.
Xue Xiaoqi stretched out her arms confidently. "To be cuffed or not?"