Chapter 103 We're Going to Pick Up Dad

All eyes were on him, but Bo Xu could no longer look them in the eye with the same pride he used to have.

He lowered his head, letting his long, unkempt hair cover his eyes, avoiding the scrutinizing gazes around him.

Noticing Bo Xu's inferiority complex, Mu Jing gently patted his shoulder:

"Ah Xu, there's no need to bow your head."

She didn't lower her voice intentionally, and Bo Xu heard it clearly:

"The Bo family property belongs to you, and your mother will definitely help you get it back."

Upon hearing Mu Jing's words, Bo Xu's lowered eyelids trembled, but he still did not look up.

Bo Siye's control over Fan Yu is beyond their ability to interfere.

If Bo Xu had a sliver of hope before his leg broke, he felt that as long as he could stand up, he could compete with Bo Siye.

So this time, after his leg was broken by Bo Siye's men, Bo Xu no longer had the mind for it.

However, this does not mean he resigned himself to his fate, nor does it mean he did not hate Bo Siye.

Bo Xu suppressed the hatred surging in his heart and let Mu Jing push him towards the spot prepared for Bo Siye in the middle.

Seeing them approach, Yu Zhe, who had already noticed the commotion, calmly reached out to block their way.

"Madam, this is Mr. Bo's seat."

Mu Jing's face darkened; she hadn't expected Yu Zhe to embarrass her in front of so many members of the Bo clan.

She was, after all, the biological mother of that bastard Bo Siye.

But looking into Yu Zhe's smiling eyes, Mu Jing didn't have the courage to confront him.

That day, Yu Zhe also broke Bo Xu's leg, which was almost fully recovered, again in front of her with a smile.

The screams and pleas of Bo Xu that day still echo in my mind to this day.

If Mu Jing had just been thinking of using the influence of the elders in the Bo family to seek justice for herself and Bo Xu, then at this moment, all her courage vanished in front of Yu Zhe.

She pushed her wheelchair and turned to walk towards Bo Ting.

Among the Bo clan members, Bo Siye is the only one who will listen to Bo Ting.

However, as Bo Ting was happily chatting and drinking with others, he noticed the movements of the mother and son and immediately turned and walked away.

Bo Ting may have earned some respect from Bo Siye, but he will not take advantage of this relationship to repeatedly influence Bo Siye's behavior.

Otherwise, in the end he would be no different from the others in this meeting room.

Mu Jing's expression darkened further upon noticing Bo Ting's evasive behavior. She opened her mouth, wanting to unleash a torrent of curses, but no words came out.

The atmosphere in the reception room was a bit strange because of the arrival of Mu Jing and her son Bo Xu.

Bo Qi, standing in the corner, looked at Bo Xu, who was being isolated by everyone, and sneered coldly.

That makes sense. If Bo Siye can be so ruthless to his own brother, how could he possibly care about his cousin?

Upon realizing this fact, Bo Qi sighed silently.

He stroked the wine glass in his hand. Well, since Bo Siye hadn't gone all out to kill him, he should just stop looking for trouble in front of him in the future.

A few minutes later, another door in the reception room slowly opened.

There are two doors in the reception room, one of which is the main entrance at the front.

The other door is connected to the corridor leading to Bo Siye's courtyard, and it's a door that only Bo Siye can use.

As soon as the door opened, those who had been standing or sitting in the reception room began to move, all turning to look at Bo Siye, who was walking unhurriedly towards the head of the table.

Bo Siye was indeed young; at 26, he was younger than more than two-thirds of the people in the reception room.

But his dark eyes carried the imposing aura of a superior, and the coldness in his every move made it impossible to believe he was only 26 years old.

In the quiet, where only the soft, rising and falling of his breath could be heard, Bo Siye walked to the main seat and sat down in the sandalwood chair.

Yu Zhe leaned close to Bo Siye and heard him say, "Continue."

"Yes." Yu Zhe nodded and gestured to the person in charge of the banquet in the distance, and everything that had been paused in the reception room returned to normal.

Bo Ting smiled and walked to Bo Siye's side, "Would you like to go and chat with the other elders in the clan?"

Bo Siye shook his head: "I'm not going."

After saying that, he took out his phone, looked down and opened the chat box with Jiang Siyu, but no messages came in.

It was a bit boring; even the music playing in my ears seemed noisy.

Seeing this, Bo Ting didn't try to persuade him any further, and instead went to chat with other people while swirling his wine glass.

Standing behind Bo Siye, Yu Zhe watched him stroking Jiang Siyu's portrait frame, speechless.

Before witnessing how Bo Siye and Jiang Siyu interacted, he always thought that Jiang Siyu was more clingy to Bo Siye.

After witnessing their interaction, he realized that his boss couldn't bear to leave Jiang Siyu for even a moment. Sometimes, when he was cooking in the kitchen and Jiang Siyu wasn't working or sleeping, she would always stay in the living room to watch over him.

He wanted to be able to see Jiang Siyu as soon as he looked up.

What made Yu Zhe even more jealous was that Jiang Siyu seemed completely unaware of Bo Siye's clinginess.

Maybe it's just a matter of matching the pot with the lid.

While Yu Zhe was thinking about all sorts of things, he also kept an eye on the situation in the banquet hall.

It's relatively safe in China, but that doesn't stop some people from being determined to die.

Especially in such a mixed place, Yu Zhe was much more vigilant than usual.

Yu Zhe's watch suddenly vibrated, and he was startled. Had someone sent him a message?

Taking out his phone, Yu Zhecai saw that the person who sent him the message was Jiang Siyu.

Previously, Jiang Siyu had asked for his contact information for easier communication, and Bo Siye did not stop them from adding each other as friends.

Now, Jiang Siyu is sending him a message asking for his address.

So, Jiang Siyu is coming to pick up the boss and take him home?

Yu Zhe glanced at Bo Siye, who was staring blankly at the chat box with Jiang Siyu. It was really hard to tell who was more clingy between the two.

He smiled and sent his location directly to Jiang Siyu, while instructing the security guards at the door not to stop her.

Otherwise, she probably wouldn't even be able to drive in at the intersection.

At Xishan Mansion, Jiang Siyu, having obtained the address, picked up the cat Yaya, who was chasing a wool ball, put it in a carrier, and carried it out.

"Yaya, we're going to pick up Daddy."

Suddenly locked up, Cat Tooth scratched at its carrier a few times with its paws in frustration, and then whimpered twice when Jiang Siyu didn't leave its side.

Jiang Siyu, who was still walking to the door, stopped when she heard its noise.

"Don't you want to go?" she asked Cat Tooth, knowing it wouldn't understand but still unable to resist talking to it.

She reached out and opened the carrier. Cat Tooth leaped out, its twitching tail seeming to say to Jiang Siyu:

"Bye-bye, Mommy~"

Seeing this, Jiang Siyu smiled silently, put the flight case back in its original place, and then turned on the surveillance camera to leave.

By this time, the night wind was already quite cold, so Jiang Siyu didn't open the window. She simply played music and drove slowly toward the Bo family's ancestral home.

The car was playing songs by current girl groups; the catchy K-POP music, combined with the night, created a unique kind of romance.