Reason finally overcame anger, and Qian Li forcefully dragged himself back.
He couldn't say anything, especially not at this moment.
The Second Master had finally found a substitute to hide the Second Mistress.
He couldn't lose his composure just because of a few provocations from Bo Siming.
Doing so would not only harm himself but also the Second Master and the others.
Before finding sufficient evidence for the truth, he could only grit his teeth and endure the humiliation and provocation from Bo Siming.
Qian Li's eyes were bloodshot as he personally followed Bo Siming into the ward.
Bo Siming sneered and glanced at him, then casually walked in.
Looking at Bo Yanhai's calm face as he slept soundly, Bo Siming inexplicably felt irritated. He even wished he could unplug all those medical devices.
Why didn't the old man just kick the bucket back then?
It would have been so much better if he had. It would have saved him from all that suffering.
Now, Bo Siming had to come and check on his condition from time to time under the guise of "filial piety". Not only was the old man not deteriorating, but he even looked radiant. Bo Siming was afraid that one day he would open his eyes.
If that happened, the elaborate play he had planned would be completely overturned.
He hadn't yet enjoyed the pleasure of being the president, nor had he seen Bo Jingyu suffer. And he definitely hadn't managed to win over Wen Jinrui.
He hadn't fulfilled any of these desires or ambitions.
Bo Siming absolutely, positively would not allow this old man to wake up.
"Grandpa is really lucky. After just a few days in the hospital, his skin has gotten fairer."
Qian Li felt that there was something off about what he said.
"The old master has a nurse come to take care of him every day. Since his own grandson can't be counted on, we have to spend some money to hire someone."
It was obvious that his words were directed at Bo Siming.
Among the people present, Bo Siming was the only grandson. Such a provocative and straightforward remark was quite harsh and unpleasant to hear.
"What was that nurse just now doing?"
Qian Li replied expressionlessly, "She came to change the medicine."
"Change the medicine? Which department is she from and what's her name?"
Bo Siming still had doubts about that moment just now.
There was always a sense of deja vu.
"How would I know? Visiting hours are over. You can leave now."
Qian Li's arrogant attitude made Bo Siming want to punch him.
But he was a subordinate of Bo Jingyu. Having a conflict at this time would only prove that Bo Siming was petty. It might even cause unexpected problems and give others something to criticize him about.
"Kid, remember how arrogant you are when you talk to me now. If you ever fall into my hands one day, I won't show you any mercy."
Qian Li glanced at the finger Bo Siming was pointing at him and smiled politely.
"The eldest young master really thinks highly of me. I'm truly flattered."
Not seeing Qian Li's frustrated expression, Bo Siming snorted and left.
"Boss, you're really brave!"
"The eldest young master's look just now seemed like he could kill someone!"
A few bodyguards beside him said timidly.
But Qian Li wasn't intimidated by Bo Siming's aura.
"Everyone, go out. The old master needs to rest."
Although he said so, he had already mentally prepared himself for death.
The feud with the eldest young master had been formed since the day of the cooperation meeting.
Since he had already crossed the bottom line, he might as well face it head-on.
Qian Li didn't want to leave any regrets.
Whether it was for himself or for Shen Ximan.
Li Xiaoru was standing downstairs of the Bo Group, looking around nervously with the designed manuscript in her hand, afraid that someone would recognize her.
The collapse of Juan Yi was something she never expected.
The reputations of her and her brothers had been completely ruined on the Internet.
If it weren't for Bo Jingyu's men guarding outside her house, they might have been splashed with paint by those malicious people.
"Excuse me, I'm here to see Young Master Bo."
The receptionist looked at the woman who was wrapped up tightly in front of her strangely. "Excuse me, do you have an appointment?"
"No." Li Xiaoru felt a bit embarrassed.
"I'm very sorry, ma'am. Young Master Bo has three more meetings next."
She drooped her shoulders disappointedly. "When will he be free then?"
The receptionist replied with a smile, "I'm not quite sure about that. How about you go to the meeting room and wait first? I'll call Young Master Bo's assistant. I'll inform you of the specific situation later."
Although Li Xiaoru was disappointed, she had no other choice.
"Okay, thank you."
Ruo Chi received the message in the meeting room and immediately left.
"Nan Nan, who did you say is here?" He trotted to the reception desk.
She pointed at the glass of the meeting room not far away. "It's her."
"She didn't even say who she is or what she's here for. She just said she wanted to see Young Master Bo. Her behavior and dressing are quite strange."
Ruo Chi didn't really notice anything strange in other aspects.
But he was sharp-eyed enough to notice the gold bracelet on that woman's hand.
If he remembered correctly, the logo engraved on the pattern...
It was the one given to Juan Yi after the cooperation meeting with A Hai Rui.
"Li Xiaoru."
Nan Nan was a bit stunned. "Manager Li? How did you figure it out?"
Ruo Chi was sure he wasn't mistaken.
He waved his hand and said, "Keep this a secret for now. I'll let the Second Master know. You disperse the people around the meeting room."
"Ah, okay."
After Bo Jingyu heard the message whispered in his ear by Ruo Chi, his expression changed.
"The meeting today is over. You can discuss for another twenty minutes."
After saying that, he strode out and walked into the meeting room.
Ruo Chi, being sensible, stayed behind to comfort those confused employees and then orderly assigned them their tasks.
"Why did you come out by yourself?"
Bo Jingyu opened the door, pulled down the blinds, and got straight to the point.
"I can't hold on anymore..." Li Xiaoru took off her sunglasses, her eyes red and swollen.
"What's going on?"
He sat across from her, clearly keeping a strange distance.
"Father's condition is not good. The company is almost bankrupt because of the compensation. It's about to face closure."
Li Xiaoru still had a glimmer of hope at first, but seeing his always cold attitude, she finally let go in her heart.
She handed the manuscript to Bo Jingyu.
"This is the final draft. You can take it to the factory to make the dress."
He took it and glanced at it roughly. It was much better than the previous version.
"Are you really not considering cooperating anymore?"
Li Xiaoru shook her head and then handed over a card.
"I can't be a burden to you. Juan Yi has become like this not just because of my father. We all have our responsibilities."
"The money in this card is for all the expenses on the engagement day, as well as the betrothal gifts. I can't come up with the money to compensate A Hai Rui for the time being, but I'll promise you that I'll transfer the money to this card on a monthly basis." Her voice choked, and she looked extremely pitiful.
Who would have thought that a once so proud and elegant woman would turn into such a regrettable state in just over a year.
Although Bo Jingyu was engaged to her, he had no feelings for her. He only felt sympathy and pity for the misfortune of a friend.
"You don't have to pay back the compensation. Let it be my revocation of the engagement."
Li Xiaoru looked at him in surprise, with tears still hanging from the corners of her eyes.