Yuncheng Weiming Villa.

It is the eightieth birthday of old lady Ribo.

Weiming Mountain has a quiet environment and pleasant scenery. Some people who are in the know know that not only is there a large and luxurious villa, but the entire mountain is the private property of the business tycoon Bo family.

The manor built on the mountain is magnificent and classical. The visiting guests are either rich or noble. Any car in the open-air parking lot is worth tens of thousands of yuan.

The red carpet was laid along the stairs, extending all the way to the banquet hall in the manor. Handsome men and beautiful women, powerful and wealthy businessmen walked up the stairs. The hall was filled with elegant women and a life of luxury.

If you observe carefully, you will find that most of the visiting guests do not bring female companions, but bring their own female descendants of appropriate age.

What was called the birthday banquet for Old Lady Bo was actually the "concubine selection banquet" for the Crown Prince Bo.

Of course, a certain prince who had just arrived in the country had no idea that he was being arranged to go on such a large-scale one-on-many blind date.

If he had received the news earlier, he probably wouldn't even show up.

As everyone knows, the eldest grandson of the Bo family is famous for his amazing business acumen. He is known for his apathy and indifference to women.

A madman who could cruelly kill even his own brother.

Even so, there are countless women and even men who want to throw themselves into the fire. Money can make the devil work, not to mention that this man is handsome, rich and powerful.

The second floor of the banquet hall has an excellent view, and you can easily see every move of everyone downstairs.

Bo Qian'an sat back on the sofa with a casual and relaxed posture, but there was an indescribable dignity about him, a temperament nurtured by money and power.

Next to him, his friend Lu Jinyan was pulling him aside to complain bitterly: "...Brother Qi'an, you don't know how hard my parents are pushing me to get married. I'm only 25, right at the age of playing, and I'm being dragged along to carry on the family line..."

Bo Qian'an didn't respond. He loosened his tie, turned the blue and white porcelain teacup with his slender fingertips, added hot tea and took a sip, then slowly finished off the attack.

"Well, you're only good at breeding. If you don't give birth to a child to carry on the family line, the Lu family's capital will be squandered by you."

Lu Jinyan: “…?”

I treat you as a brother, and you treat me as an animal?

Lu Jinyan was so angry that he swallowed two pieces of tea snacks, the old-fashioned pastries that needed to be broken into pieces before eating, and almost choked to death. He poured tea to moisten his throat, but almost burned his mouth with bubbles.

"I'm so impressed! This blind date party of yours is designed to undo me, right?!"

Bo Qian'an was looking down at the people coming and going downstairs, his eyes unfocused. He was more interested in the behavior of the group than the behavior of individual people.

Humans...are indeed very complex creatures.

Hearing this, he looked away, a slight frown forming between his brows: "What blind date banquet?"

Grandma didn't mention it to him, only saying that he was a newcomer to the country and needed to socialize more and make more connections.

Lu Jinyan realized it belatedly and covered his mouth, but it was too late. Under the man's sharp gaze, he had to tell everything.

"...Brother Qi'an, you really don't know? There are so many rich ladies in the lobby on the first floor, why not go downstairs and take a look, just in case there's a type you like..."

Bo Qi'an sipped his tea calmly, his handsome face expressionless.

He interrupted coldly: "Not interested."

"Tsk, your standards are too high," Lu Jinyan pursed his lips, "Isn't it enough to choose a concubine? You can pick any one, fat or thin, brothers, you are all forced into marriage..."

“Knock, knock, knock—”

Bo Qian'an bent his knuckles and knocked on the mahogany coffee table. The force was neither light nor soft, but the sound was extremely oppressive.

Lu Jinyan's endless complaints came to an abrupt halt, and he felt a chill run down his spine from the cold gaze of his childhood friend. "No, if you have something to say, please tell me. How have I offended you?"

Bo Qi'an: "The Qing Dynasty died a long time ago. Don't keep talking about selecting concubines. It's disrespectful."

"Ah? Oh, oh, oh," Lu Jinyan clasped his hands together and apologized devoutly: "I'm sorry, ladies who came to the banquet, I have a mean mouth, a mean mouth..."

After muttering a few words, he slapped his head and finally realized: "Now that I know how to respect others, why don't you respect me?!"