Previously, after hearing Ruo Chi's report, Bo Jingyu never expected that Shen Ximan had bought the signature dress of Lan Bomei and then had it redesigned into a completely different style.
Although it was the first stunning work in Yan City, he just couldn't stand it.
Especially this design style; it felt as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Based on his understanding of Shen Ximan, it was impossible for her to find a well - known designer in such a short time, and he had never seen her having any connections with people in that circle.
All in all—
This woman was constantly causing him trouble!
"Strengthen the security. Make sure there are no mistakes," Bo Jingyu ordered gravely, gripping his phone tightly.
"Don't worry, Second Master. Second Madam's actions tonight are all under our control. The enhanced GPS tracker has been properly installed," Qian Li said, following behind the bodyguards and warily looking around.
"Good. Keep an eye on Grandpa too."
"Understood, Second Master."
On the second - floor viewing platform, Bo Yanhai's eyes were fixed on the specially reserved seat. His curiosity was piqued.
Shen Ximan could feel his intense gaze, but to maintain the situation, she pretended to be calm and stared at the upcoming catwalk in front of her.
"Grandpa," Bo Siming rushed over and took his seat at this moment.
"Why haven't I seen your younger brother?" Bo Yanhai craned his neck to look at the guests who were about to finish walking the red carpet below and asked in confusion.
"I've tried to contact him just now, but no one answered."
"What an unteachable fool! A good - for - nothing!" Bo Yanhai instantly roared in anger, his lips trembling.
"Maybe he got stuck in traffic or was delayed by something. You should..." Before Bo Siming could finish his sentence, someone interrupted.
"I'm really sorry, Grandpa Bo," Shen Ximan walked over with the champagne from the small coffee table and apologized, "I forgot to tell you just now."
Bo Yanhai looked at this eye - catching woman in front of him. Although he had some biases in his heart, due to the difference in status, he could only force a smile and reply casually.
"Miss Wen, what do you want to tell me?"
"General Manager Bo can't come today. I'm here on his behalf." Shen Ximan's tone was soft and slow, fully demonstrating her good upbringing.
A Kun was sitting on his seat, showing no expression on the surface but panicking inside. This was different from what they had discussed when they first came!
Wasn't it agreed that they would just simply watch the catwalk show and then leave?
He was afraid that something might go wrong today. At this moment, he was desperately thinking about how to report to Xue Xiaoqi and, on the other hand, preparing for the worst.
"How do you know that?"
Bo Yanhai and Bo Siming looked surprised.
As members of the Bo family, they didn't know about this. How could an outsider know?
"General Manager Bo was in a hurry, and our company's request was also urgent. He didn't have time to tell you two. I'll punish myself with a glass of champagne first," Shen Ximan said and then tilted her head back to drink the champagne.
With such a sincere apology, they couldn't refuse, especially in such a big occasion.
"Miss Wen, you're too polite. Please tell me in detail."
Bo Yanhai gave Bo Siming a look, indicating that they should switch seats so that Shen Ximan could sit next to him.
Bo Siming pouted unhappily but still obediently moved over.
Just now, Bo Yanhai had been very curious about one thing.
This woman's voice was slightly similar to that of the ugly girl.
But then he thought that it was impossible for that girl to have such great abilities, to be involved with people from A Hairui and even be the assistant of their representative.
This thought immediately vanished.
"There were some problems in A Hairui's factory. We had no choice but to ask General Manager Bo to go and help solve them first. After all, in such a large business field, the Bo Group's strength is top - notch," Shen Ximan complimented tactfully and moderately.
These words made Bo Yanhai feel much better.
"Our company's president has already revealed some inside information. We will invite the Bo Group to be the spokesperson for our next men's clothing cooperation. What do you think, Grandpa Bo?" She asked softly with a gentle smile.
"Hahaha, that's great! That's great! Miss Wen, you're being too modest."
He was in a great mood. He called the staff to refill Shen Ximan's glass of wine, and then the two of them clinked glasses amicably.
Bo Siming watched their harmonious atmosphere and gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction.
This opportunity was originally his!
If he could just hint at Bo Jingyu's bad reputation and expose Shen Ximan's true face, he didn't believe that Bo Yanhai wouldn't be angry!
But now that the seats had been switched, it was difficult to do anything.
The only thing he could hope for now was the "spiked" painkillers in Grandpa's bottle, but the effect would be quite slow.
Bo Siming's nervous expression didn't escape A Kun's notice at all. A Kun just sat there with a tense face, too scared to even drink the wine.
He would never come to such an occasion again!
As a small - time person, he had to shoulder such a great mission. It was simply shortening his lifespan. Even taking a breath felt like a luxury.
Shen Shiyu watched the happy - looking viewing platform on the second floor and gritted her teeth in hatred. "Damn Shen Ximan! She's showing off her charm again!"
"Why did Siming sit next to the A Hairui representative? What on earth is he doing? It's so annoying!"
She took out her phone in a hurry and sent a message:
"Didn't we agree to act before the event starts?"
A quick reply came back.
"It's not the right time."
Shen Shiyu's face turned deathly pale.
If this wasn't the right time, then when would it be?
Should she just wait for Shen Ximan to please Grandpa Bo? Or wait for her to use her tricks to climb into the position of Second Young Madam?
She wasn't that cowardly!
"Act according to the original plan. I'll go and lure them," she replied and then asked the bodyguards to push her towards the second floor.
"Damn it!"
Bo Siming cursed under his breath angrily.
"What did you say?" A Kun asked in confusion.
"Ah... nothing. Nothing," he forced a dry laugh, sweating.
After saying this, out of the corner of his eye, he saw Shen Ximan getting up to leave her seat. He pretended to wait for a few seconds and then quickly followed her.
"It's really convenient without a long dress train," she murmured to herself as she came out of the restroom. Looking up, she saw the man she least wanted to see.
"What a coincidence, Manager Bo. You're here in the restroom too."
Bo Siming had a look as if he had seen through her. "Still pretending?"
"I don't quite understand what you mean," Shen Ximan calmly replied, always maintaining her own attitude.
"Bo Jingyu is still lying in the hospital. Aren't you being a bit too confident by saying those baseless things in front of Grandpa?"
He squinted his eyes and walked towards her step by step. "What's your relationship with that representative sent by A Hairui? Or do you have some secret to hide?"
Shen Ximan sneered in her heart. What secret she had was none of his business. Just give him a bit of a good face and he would get carried away.
"Manager Bo, I can't answer these questions of yours. Excuse me," she said and tried to pass by.
Originally, Bo Siming wanted to chase after her and ask a few more questions, but when he saw Shen Shiyu being pushed out of the elevator by the bodyguards, he immediately stopped.