Bo Siming shook his head innocently. "We haven't been in touch for a long time."
"Humph, that's for the best! None of the Shen family are good people, whether it's that ugly girl or this eldest miss."
Bo Yanhai sat on the second - floor viewing stand, making his stance clear.
"Don't worry, Grandpa. I won't have any more to do with Shen Shiyu."
He acted so vividly that it was almost lifelike.
"Good. You know what to do."
After saying that, Bo Siming got up and slowly withdrew from the spot.
Shen Shiyu craned her neck and searched the crowd for a long time but didn't see the man who had caught her eye.
"It's strange. We clearly agreed to meet at the venue."
"Miss, please move to the last row to be seated," a staff member in charge of the venue control came over and politely reminded her with a smile.
"The last row? Are you kidding me?"
She sneered. "Do you know who I am?"
"Yes, I do. You're the eldest miss of Shen's Construction Company. Your seat is the last one in the last row. This way, please."
Shen Shiyu was so angry that the veins on her forehead bulged. She threw her head back and roared, "Are you deaf? Hurry up and contact the young master!"
The bodyguard pushing the wheelchair felt like crying but held back. He couldn't help but complain in his heart - If even someone close to the young master like you can't contact him, where can I, a mere bodyguard, find him?
Just as the situation was at a stalemate, Bo Siming showed up.
"What's going on here?"
Shen Shiyu's angry expression instantly softened. She looked as delicate as a wounded little bird. "Siming~ Why did you come so late? This person has been giving me a hard time since just now. I was about to call you."
The staff member's face froze. "Young master, she?"
Bo Siming was embarrassed and simply said, "She's my friend. Go back to your work. Don't worry about us."
"Okay, young master."
As the staff member walked away, Shen Shiyu couldn't help but mutter, "Humph! Trying to go against me. Now you've been sent away."
"Yu'er, go and take your seat," he said softly.
He was as gentle as a handsome young man holding an oil - paper umbrella, standing in the rain.
"Okay. Push me there."
But soon after she immersed herself in the sweet fantasy, the wheelchair stopped at the last row, far away from the stage.
"Si... Siming? Shouldn't I be sitting in the exclusive seat in the first row? I told you, the one for wheelchairs."
Bo Siming's expression remained unchanged, but he still coaxed her, "That seat has been reserved by people from A Hairui. There's nothing I can do."
"People from A Hairui?" Shen Shiyu rolled her eyes, and the annoying face of Shen Ximan suddenly popped up in her mind.
"Could it be..."
The rest of her words were drowned out by the exclamations of the crowd. Everyone's attention was focused on Tian Danni walking on the red carpet.
The bullet - screen of "Sweet and Spicy Wild Horse" filled the live - broadcast room. The noble ladies and powerful young masters present were all interested in this overseas artist.
"Teacher Tian, we're looking forward to your new works!"
"Thank you. Thank you all for coming today."
Tian Danni laughed heartily without any sign of timidity. Her ability to control the atmosphere had brought the whole venue to a fever pitch. It was extremely lively.
Even Xiao Shujing's endorsement, which was placed aside, seemed inferior.
Susan stood backstage, clenching her fists and cheering silently.
"What a bunch of crazy people. I don't even see her that often on TV. Is it really worth it?"
Shen Shiyu grumbled unhappily, which earned her a few annoyed looks from the people in the front row.
"Stop talking nonsense," Bo Siming said, completely exasperated with her.
"… Okay," she said, realizing his bad mood and quickly stopping.
After taking photos in front of the camera, Tian Danni turned around, signed her name on the backdrop, lifted her skirt, and left the red carpet to take her seat on the second floor.
Everyone thought this was the most stunning moment, but what happened next caught everyone's attention.
A stretched - out luxury car slowly drove in from the left. It was the only one of its kind ever produced in Yancheng, and everyone knew who the buyer was.
A Kun got out of the car first, looking solemn and cold.
The reporters were so shocked that they even forgot to press the shutter.
Except for the time they saw this representative at Juan Yi's fashion show, this meeting seemed to take his aura to a whole new level.
Whether it was the material of his suit or the carefully - selected earrings and rings, they were all precious items that had never been seen on the market.
Especially the pair of eye - catching amber cufflinks, which attracted the attention of many enthusiasts under the camera.
People were asking about the ordering method on the bullet - screen.
And a pair of long, fair legs was extremely alluring.
The woman wore a thin veil. Just the texture of the veil was like smooth silk, curving under the light.
The slit black - gray evening dress made her look like a black swan descending under the moonlight, dancing gracefully in a quiet forest.
"Oh my god... Who is that woman? I've never seen her before."
The whole venue fell silent. If someone hadn't asked out of curiosity, everyone would probably have held their breath and stared blankly.
"She seems to be the representative's assistant. Her surname is Wen."
"Her aura is even stronger than that of a popular actress. It's so rare!"
Shen Ximan followed A Kun and walked slowly on the red carpet in her high heels. Her delicate legs appeared and disappeared from time to time, looking both charming and sexy.
"Siming, Siming!"
Shen Shiyu came to her senses and immediately grabbed Bo Siming's arm and shook it.
He withdrew his infatuated gaze and said coldly, "What now?"
"That woman is Shen Ximan!"
Just digesting the previous grand entrance took a while, but upon hearing this news, he became even more excited.
Shen Ximan? That's great.
This woman must be his tonight.
Just to be safe, he took a quick look around. Apart from the crowded reporters and staff, he didn't see Bo Jingyu's figure. It seemed that the leg that was shot that day still hadn't fully recovered.
This made him even more determined.
"Yes, only we know about this. Don't spread it around."
Shen Shiyu looked at him puzzledly. "When shall we take action?"
Bo Siming glanced at Bo Yanhai on the second floor, who was sitting with his hand on his forehead, eyes closed. He swallowed hard and said, "I'll go to Grandpa first. I'll send you a message later on what to do next."
"Okay, okay. Then could you call the bodyguard for me..." She stared blankly at his rapidly disappearing back. "Hey, you left and took the bodyguard with you. What about me?"
On the entertainment live - broadcast screen, Bo Jingyu stared at it with a dark face. He was in a good mood just now, but since Shen Ximan appeared, he felt inexplicably annoyed.
How daring! Wearing so little!
Especially those bullet - screens floating on the screen. Every one of them was from some lecherous man drooling over her beauty. Some even left their contact information.
Bo Jingyu reported every single one he saw!