If Bo Siming hadn't used Shen Shiyu to get close to Wen Jinrui, he wouldn't have bothered with her current unreasonable behavior at all.
"Who was looking at her? I was looking at that woman," he said, pointing at Xue Xiaoqi with a dead - serious face.
"Later when the banquet starts, you have to help me find out why that woman became Wen Jinrui's subordinate."
Shen Shiyu was still fuming. "Why should I! I dressed up so nicely today. My jewelry, handbag, and evening gown are all top - notch! But you kept your eyes on Ruirui. It's so unfair!"
Bo Siming felt extremely annoyed.
He even thought it was embarrassing to have this woman by his side.
"Baby, I'm doing this for our future," he said patiently, looking at her affectionately in an extremely gentle tone.
The angry Shen Shiyu immediately lost her temper.
Her heart was filled with pink bubbles.
"Ah, really? What kind of plan?"
Seeing that she had taken the bait, Bo Siming made it clear.
"Xue Xiaoqi used to help Shen Ximan. Now that Shen Ximan is gone, do you think that woman might still have some leverage?"
"Our life is just starting to get better. We can't let this woman ruin all our hard work. Think about it."
After being brainwashed by him, Shen Shiyu thought he made sense. "Then what should we do now? I don't want to fall out with Ruirui because of her. You know how hard - won this friendship is."
"I won't make it too difficult for you. You just need to find out when she started working for Jinrui and what their relationship is. If you get a chance, try to get some more information from her."
She hesitated for a few seconds but still nodded.
"Okay, I'll try."
Bo Siming was overjoyed. He held her face and kissed her on the forehead.
Suddenly, there was applause from behind. It was Xiao Zhenguo.
He was wearing the face of Zhong Ruiqiang after plastic surgery. Grinning lewdly, he walked over. "Isn't this Beauty Shen?"
Just thinking about the torture that day made Shen Shiyu shudder.
Even from a distance, she could smell the stench on him.
Her happy expression instantly faded.
"I'll go upstairs first. I suddenly need to use the restroom."
"Okay, go ahead."
Xiao Zhenguo watched her leave and wanted to stop her, but Bo Siming was quicker. "Mr. Xiao, what are you doing?"
"Come on, Young Master. It's just a woman," he said, clearly feeling a bit disappointed.
"I haven't asked you yet. What are you up to?"
Bo Siming looked at him with a half - smile, not blinking.
"I didn't know you were coming to the luxury yacht dinner at Lanshan Lake. I'm a bit curious about your motives."
"Don't forget that your current status is thanks to me."
Xiao Zhenguo forced a nervous laugh. "Look at what you're saying. It was all ordered by the Second Young Master. This dinner is a secret event. No one is allowed to know about it except those on the invitation list."
"Bullshit!" Bo Siming angrily pointed at the horde of reporters behind the opposite guardrail.
"The news has already spread everywhere!"
"Ah... this..." He was speechless.
Bo Siming squinted suspiciously. "Don't tell me you've joined hands with Bo Jingyu?"
"Absolutely impossible! I'm yours in life and will be your ghost in death, Young Master!" Xiao Zhenguo swore to the sky.
"Fine. To show your loyalty, I must have him killed today."
Xiao Zhenguo's scalp went numb. "This... this is a crime!"
He looked around to make sure no one was there before replying.
"Don't worry. I'll find a scapegoat when the person is gone."
There was a fierce glint in Bo Siming's eyes.
"I want to be at the top of the Bo family. The position of president is mine."
Bo Jingyu was holding a wine glass, greeting every guest at the dinner.
Shen Ximan came up, her dress trailing behind her. Their eyes met.
In that single glance, it was as if centuries had passed.
The night before the banquet.
Shen Ximan installed cameras and recorders in the apartment and then, like a fox offering New Year greetings to a chicken, gave the keys to Shen Shiyu.
As soon as she got out of the elevator, she received a call from Bo Jingyu.
Since she was busy with work today and An Ruo was insisting on seeing her brother, she had temporarily asked Qianli to pick An Ruo up from kindergarten and take her to the eastern suburb villa.
"Got it. I'll be there right away."
After a half - hour drive, Shen Ximan arrived at the villa.
"Sister!"
An Ruo was riding a wooden pony in the yard and shouted at the top of her lungs.
The innocent smile on her face was the epitome of childhood bliss.
Shen Ximan walked over and kissed her chubby little cheek.
"Come down and take a break. It's time for us to go home."
An Ruo immediately looked disappointed. "Ah... why? Can I play a bit longer?"
"I still have to prepare for tomorrow's work, and so does Bo Jingyu."
"Okay then." She pouted, looking very unhappy.
Just then, Bo Jingyu appeared, holding a newspaper.
"If the child wants to stay a while longer, let her. It won't affect my schedule."
"Yeah! Great!"
"An Ruo," Shen Ximan frowned and called her name.
Then she turned to Bo Jingyu. "Mr. Bo, she's my sister. I've already made a concession by allowing her to come and play occasionally. Please don't use your own way of education to distort her values."
Hearing this, Bo Jingyu couldn't help but feel annoyed.
"Playing is a child's nature. You shouldn't restrain her."
"I have my own way of educating her. Why do you interfere so much?"
"Stop it!" An Ruo was really fed up with their bickering. "Brother, why can't you just be more honest? You just told me that you had something to discuss with sister."
He was stunned and didn't say a word for a long time.
"Sister, why do you always argue with brother! Brother Qianli and Brother Ruochi were playing with me, and Grandma Yang took good care of me. They didn't complain, but why are you complaining?"
Shen Ximan was stunned and didn't know what to say.
An Ruo took Bo Jingyu's hand with her short, chubby legs and pulled him over. "Come on! Have a calm and good talk. I'm leaving first!"
With that, An Ruo ran off to the pond with Ruochi, laughing and joking.
The lively atmosphere suddenly froze.
Shen Ximan awkwardly licked her lips. "What... what do you want to tell me?"
"Grandpa had a critical illness today."
"What?" Her sudden change of emotion made it impossible for her to stay calm.
Bo Jingyu was even startled by her reaction.
She wasn't a blood - relative, yet she was more agitated than a family member.
She was a victim, yet she still insisted on seeking justice.
He had warned her again and again not to get close to Grandpa, but she always challenged his bottom line and stubbornly refused to listen.
"It was a cardiac arrest, but he was rescued in time."
Bo Jingyu stared at Shen Ximan, unable to look away.
"That's good, that's good. You really scared me. He's just starting to get better. He mustn't have any setbacks at this time."
As soon as she said it, she regretted it.