Chapter 63 needs another beating?
Jiang Yimian's heart skipped a beat, and she looked at him in disbelief. Bo Jinzhou then kissed her.
"Everyone says that Lu Yiwan and I are living a carefree life in the United States, having been in a relationship for many years. But the news that I ruined her celebration party didn't get back to China. Can you guess why?"
“Lu Wenchang and Bo Qingshan have been working together for many years, and many rumors were deliberately spread by them to mislead everyone.”
"Including you."
Jiang Yimian felt a tightness in her chest. She pushed him away, stood up, and turned her back to him. "Speak properly, don't get physical."
Bo Jinzhou hugged her from behind, "Mianmian, don't always categorize me as being on the opposite side."
"You and I have always been of one mind."
"When you forced Lu Yiwan on me, did you ever think about how disgusting I was?"
He could accept being forced into this situation by Bo Qingshan and Lu Wenchang, but he didn't take just anyone seriously.
Even Jiang Yimian wanted to forcibly link Lu Yiwan with him.
He couldn't stand this insult.
Jiang Yimian pushed him away, "Oh, who knows if you're lying or not."
She knew that Lu Wenchang and Bo Qingshan had close ties, but she never expected that the two of them would join forces.
Furthermore, Bo Jinzhou is also one of their targets, which means that her enemy is also Bo Jinzhou's enemy.
Putting aside their past grievances, it seems that they share the same goal at least for now.
Jiang Yimian is too busy managing her own affairs to care about the matters between Bo Jinzhou and Bo Qingshan.
The process doesn't matter; she only cares about the result.
She wanted Lu Wenchang and his family of three to go to hell.
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On the day of the banquet, Jiang Yimian wore a black dress, but it wasn't the same style as last time.
The black dress contrasted beautifully with her fair skin, making her look noble and elegant. Her smooth shoulders and neck showcased her swan-like neck.
A jade necklace adorned her fair neck, its design appealing to young people and exuding an air of elegance.
Her hair was pulled up, with a few stray strands falling down, giving her a relaxed and elegant look.
"When we arrive at the banquet, we'll go to offer birthday greetings first. I'll arrange for you to meet with Ms. Ye separately."
Bo Jinzhou sat to the side, his long legs crossed, his sharp features handsome and three-dimensional, his eyes indifferent, wearing a smoky gray suit with a dark blue shirt.
Aloof and indifferent.
Jiang Yimian rested her chin on her hand, looked out the window, and nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand."
"When I'm not around, don't act on your own if you run into people you shouldn't meet. My people will protect you."
Jiang Yimian turned her head and blinked her long eyelashes. "I'm not as brave as you think."
Bo Jinzhou chuckled softly, "I hope so."
Jiang Yimian touched the jade necklace on her chest, "Besides, I have this."
"It's not a hand grenade, it has no lethality. Do you really think it's omnipotent?"
Jiang Yimian was annoyed by his nagging: "I know, stop nagging."
Upon arriving at the villa, the two got out of the car. The European-style building was brightly lit and bustling in the mountains.
You can hear the melodious violin music coming from inside, even from outside.
Jiang Yimian took Bo Jinzhou's arm and walked inside.
“When I was learning the violin, she would follow me around. I saw that she really liked it, so I asked my mother to find her a teacher too. Later, I found that we had many of the same tastes. I thought it was because we were kindred spirits.”
"I didn't realize until the day her true colors were revealed that everything she did was imitating me, because she thought she was the protagonist who had such a life."
"Bo Jinzhou, how can a person be so shameless?"
"The world is full of wonders, so it's not surprising that someone like this would appear. You're just unlucky to have run into him."
What doesn't belong to her will one day return to you.
As they spoke, the two arrived at the banquet hall, where Lu Yiwan stood on the stage, playing the violin.
The celebrities attending the banquet held champagne glasses and gave Lu Yiwan admiring looks.
Jiang Yimian's eyes were cold as she quietly watched Lu Yiwan on the stage.
As soon as she heard the piano music, she knew it was Lu Yiwan playing.
Only she could play so badly, so badly that she could tell right away.
After Lu Yiwan finished speaking, she bowed to everyone, stood up, and looked up to meet Jiang Yimian's gaze.
She paused for a moment, then noticed Bo Jinzhou beside her, and walked over, lifting her skirt.
Jiang Yimian smiled and said softly, "Your Lu Yiwan is here."
Bo Jinzhou immediately frowned, "Does he need to be disciplined again?"
Jiang Yimian couldn't help but laugh. If he found it disgusting, then she would make him feel disgusted.
Lu Yiwan walked up quickly, "Ah Jin..."
Before she could finish speaking, Bo Jinzhou led Jiang Yimian by the hand and walked past her.
Lu Yiwan looked extremely ugly. Jiang Yimian turned her head and glanced at her, raising her eyebrows at her with great pride.
Lu Yiwan clenched her fists in anger, trying to calm her breathing.
The host of the banquet was an elderly member of the Bo family's board of directors, surnamed Zhang, Zhang Hanbo.
The old man is turning eighty this year, and the Zhang family attaches great importance to it.
The door to the room was open, and Bo Jinzhou and Jiang Yimian went in hand in hand.
The atmosphere inside was cheerful.
Bo Qingshan sat next to Zhang Lao, and the two drank tea together in harmony.
When Zhang Lao's son saw Bo Jinzhou arrive, he greeted him, "Jinzhou is here."
Old Zhang looked up. His eyesight wasn't very good, so he reached for his reading glasses. His daughter-in-law handed them to him, and Old Zhang put them on and squinted to look over.
The tall, aloof man before me overlapped with the boy from seven years ago.
He exuded a more composed and authoritative air, befitting someone in a position of authority.
"Grandpa Zhang, it's been so many years, you're still so energetic."
Old Zhang was very happy and waved, "Ah Jin, you're back. Come to Grandpa's."
Bo Qingshan stood up. "Old Zhang has been talking about you a lot, A-Jin."
Before Bo Jinzhou even got close, he reached out and shook hands with Old Zhang. Old Zhang looked him over carefully and said, "You look somewhat like your grandfather." Old Zhang then looked at Jiang Yimian and said, "Girl, come and sit down too."
Jiang Yimian: "Thank you, Grandpa Zhang."
The maid brought over a chair, and Jiang Yimian sat down, watching quietly.
Old Zhang: “When you return to China, you should help your uncle. He has managed the Bo family very well over the years.”
Bo Jinzhou: "That's natural."
"When are you and Jiang's daughter going to have your wedding banquet? I'm getting old, I'm afraid I won't live to see your child born."
Bo Jinzhou: "Grandpa Zhang, you will live to be a hundred years old. Didn't you say before that you consulted a master who predicted that you would live to be ninety-nine?"
Old Zhang couldn't help but chuckle, "That was just to amuse me, I don't believe it myself, but you, a young man, believe in this stuff?"
Bo Qingshan: "Uncle Zhang, young people nowadays all believe in gods and Buddhas, saying that their wishes will come true."
Bo Jinzhou took out the gift box. "Grandpa Zhang, this is what Mianmian and I picked out for you. We heard that you don't sleep well, and this aromatherapy can help you sleep."
Old Zhang patted his hand and looked at Jiang Yimian: "You two are very thoughtful."
Despite his advanced age, Old Zhang was in good spirits. After chatting for about ten minutes, he said, "You guys go have fun. Young people, work hard, there will always be plenty of opportunities."
Bo Jinzhou and Jiang Yimian got up together and walked out, where they ran into Lu Wenchang and Lu Yiwan.
Lu Wenchang smiled and said, "Ah Jin, Mianmian."
The two pretended not to hear and walked past.
Lu Wenchang's expression darkened, but he didn't say anything.
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