"Maybe, maybe the Second Young Master has other plans?" Shen Shiyu said timidly, not knowing how to console him.
"He does have other plans, and that is to push me off the stage!" Bo Siming was extremely anxious and felt deceived.
"Have you seen Zhong Ruiqiang?" In front of many people, he concealed Xiao Zhenguo's identity well.
It was okay not to mention this name, but once it was mentioned, Shen Shiyu got angry.
"How would I know?" After Shen Shiyu said that, she rolled her eyes and exaggerated.
"Siming, don't you suspect this matter at all?"
Bo Siming frowned unhappily. "Suspect what?"
"If Ruirui hadn't come to my house in person to invite me today, neither of us would have known about this dinner! But why didn't Xiao... no, Zhong Ruiqiang tell you about it after he learned about it?"
She pretended to look incredulous. "You trusted him so much and regarded him as one of your own, but what about him? He didn't even think of you! Maybe he has joined hands with Bo Jingyu."
As soon as Shen Shiyu finished speaking, she was firmly grabbed by the shoulders by him.
The heavy force was applied mercilessly, making her eyes well up with tears instantly. Her legs were so weak that she could hardly stand steadily.
"Say what you just said again! Joined hands with whom?" Bo Siming was so angry that his eyes were almost popping out.
"I... I'm just guessing. You're hurting me!" She was extremely scared inside, but she still had to say it.
She wouldn't stop until she had tortured Xiao Zhenguo to the bone.
His chest heaved violently. Every breath made his throat feel dry and smoky. His eyes swept across the ice bucket on the wine table. He picked up the biggest ice cube and put it into the glass, then poured in the orange - colored wine and drank it all in one gulp.
"Everything he has now is given by me. He doesn't dare to betray me." Bo Siming gritted his back teeth. Obviously, his mood hadn't improved much.
"Yuer, go and test Zhong Ruiqiang's intentions."
Shen Shiyu was stunned and stammered, unable to say a complete sentence.
"Ah? Do I... do I have to go? But..."
He glanced at her coldly. "I love you so much, and this is how you repay me? Don't you forget that it was me who helped your family in the detention center. Your family owes me gratitude for the rest of your lives."
Gratitude? Help? If it weren't for the decline of the Shen family now, she wouldn't want to be tied to this tree at all.
She wouldn't have obeyed him and begged him either.
"Siming, I'm different from before." Shen Shiyu put away her innocent act. "I have Ruirui now. She takes me with her wherever she goes. She gives me the most expensive dresses and jewelry and takes me to all kinds of luxurious places. I'm no longer that helpless little woman. You don't need to order me around now."
"I'll be blunt with you. I hate Zhong Ruiqiang, and I hate having any social interaction with him. I wish he would just die right now."
After hearing these words, Bo Siming didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed.
"Then I'll fulfill your wish. Go and do what you want."
She was stunned. "Do what I... want to do?"
He picked up the ice - filled wine glass on the table, took a sip of the wine, and walked over slowly.
He held Shen Shiyu's face and kissed her, regardless of the gazes of others.
The cold wine flowed from his mouth into hers, causing a layer of excited goosebumps. Her heart seemed to be about to jump out.
"Just in time, I've also lost my trust in Zhong Ruiqiang. Then, as you said, let's get rid of him in this crowded and noisy place today." Bo Siming's charming voice whispered in Shen Shiyu's ear.
It was magnetic and hoarse, making her whole body go numb.
"Are you serious?" Shen Shiyu's face turned pale. Her heart was beating so fast that it was difficult for her to breathe.
"Of course it's true. As long as you get rid of him, I'll take over Zhong's Oil, and I'll give you half of the shares." He squinted his shrewd eyes. "Yuer, you know that I always like to deal with people who belong only to me. Since Zhong Ruiqiang didn't tell me about this dinner, he must have his own agenda."
"A person who is half - hearted doesn't deserve to be my backer at all. But you're different. We've been together for so many years. You've always been by my side, staying with me at all costs, whether I'm happy or not. To be honest, I've been thinking about proposing to you recently."
Shen Shiyu's pupils shrank. She covered her lips touched.
Although she had been doted on by Bo Siming for so many years and had also been used by him as a tool, she now truly felt his trust and affection.
She had dreamed of marrying into the Bo family! Now her wish was finally coming true. As long as she could get rid of Zhong Ruiqiang, she could rightfully become his wife!
"But... but how should I do it?"
Seeing that she had been brainwashed by him, Bo Siming smiled even more broadly.
"You don't need to worry about this. I'll ask Hao Zhibin to help you. There's a lake outside this yacht. You should understand what I mean, right?"
Shen Shiyu suddenly understood and nodded firmly.
"I'll go find him as soon as the banquet is over!"
"My Yuer is so good. I just can't get enough of you."
She was hit by this barrage of sweet talk and didn't have the slightest thought to wonder if this was a trap.
Qian Li brought Smith back to the VIP seats and quickly walked to the curtain of the yacht.
"Second Master, it's done."
Bo Jingyu nodded with a goblet in his hand. "Where's President Wen?"
"I saw her talking to Shen Shiyu just now. I don't know where she is now. Do you want me to send someone to look for her now?"
He looked at the crowded people, thought for a few seconds, and shook his head.
"Not for now. Our top priority is to deal with Bo Siming." Stirring up people's emotions was just one step. There were more exciting things to come.
Ring - ring - ring. Bo Jingyu glanced at the note on his phone.
"The theme for the competition has been decided. The banquet starts now."
Qian Li nodded. "Yes, Second Master."
The voice from the microphone rang out again. Along with it, the fashion show models came onto the stage. Each of them was holding a tray covered with a red cloth.
Not only Bo Siming was curious, but others also craned their necks to look.
"The bidding for the Lanshan Lake competition project officially starts now. Please prepare your bidding cards, everyone."
Competition? Bo Siming looked at the list and the dinner schedule that Hao Zhibin had revealed to him. There was clearly no such item! He even suspected that he had been deceived.
He called, but no one answered.
"Damn it!"
"I'm very honored to have you all come to this dinner during your busy schedules. Before the competition starts, I'll show you an entertainment item first." Smith warmed up the atmosphere very humorously and played his part just right.
"Now, the overseas company of the Bo family has developed the oil industry. But since it's in the early stage of development, it needs a large number of talents for management. If you're interested, you can bid now. The shares will be 30% each."
30%? Bo Siming was so shocked that he could hardly speak.
"Of course, this is only valid for tonight." After Smith said that, he picked up the bidding hammer and waited.
The people around were like they had been injected with adrenaline. Their eyes were red as they discussed.