Chapter Ten: An Ambitious Woman
The man's light tapping fingertips instinctively stopped.
The phoenix eyes that looked at her were tinged with a faint smile.
I thought it would be a neglected greenhouse flower, but it turned out to be a wild grass growing against the wind.
What a...
An ambitious woman.
It also successfully piqued his interest.
Sang Ruo naturally noticed the change in the man's expression.
But everything she said was the truth from the bottom of her heart.
Things are different now. As long as there is a chance to climb up and pull herself out of the mire, everyone can become her stepping stone.
“I never imagined that Miss Sang would be such an ambitious person.” Bo Jinyan slowly stood up, resting his hands on either side of the table, and looked into her eyes: “In that case, it is truly a pity that I have lost you.”
She gave a cold, indifferent smile.
In Bo Jinzhou's eyes, there was only his white moonlight. After they divorced, he was the happiest person.
Only outsiders would use the word "regret".
"When people leave, the tea grows cold; our fate has run its course." She said calmly, "He has his pursuits, and I have mine."
Her eyes were filled with endless desolation.
Bo Jinzhou raised an eyebrow.
He didn't know anything about their past, but her calm demeanor at the moment made him a little curious.
"It's getting late, Mr. Bo, you should get some rest. I won't disturb you any longer," Sang Ruo said softly.
She turned to leave.
Bo Jinyan called out to her from behind: "Miss Sang."
"What's wrong?"
The man took out a business card and handed it to her: "Marriage into a wealthy family is not as simple as you think. Getting in is not easy, and getting out is even more difficult. If you need anything, I will help you."
Sang Ruo stared blankly at the business card that was handed to her.
He actually helped her?
After the divorce, she would take half of Bo Jinzhou's property. How could she not understand what Bo Jinyan was saying?
Seeing that she remained silent, the man suddenly added, "I have a top-notch legal team in the industry. You can come to me if necessary."
"Thank you, Mr. Bo."
After thinking for two seconds, she reached out and took it.
Bo Jinyan spoke again, "I see you haven't fully recovered yet. Do you need a driver to take you?"
"No need." She glanced back at him, a hint of tenderness appearing in her beautiful peach blossom eyes. "It's easier to get a taxi here than at the old house. I can leave by myself."
Before the man could respond, Sang Ruo started walking towards the door.
Bo Jinyan glanced at her departing figure, his thin lips curving upwards slightly.
She won't easily contact him.
Even knowing this, he still gave her his business card.
Because of the people who can pique his interest...
not much.
As the footsteps faded into the distance, the phone on the table rang.
Bo Jinyan put the phone to his ear, and Zhang Ye's voice came through: "Mr. Bo, according to the information we just received, the only person in the industry who can repair the jade carving you want to fix is Huai Sang. But she has been out of contact for three years, as if she has vanished into thin air, and no one can get in touch with her."
"If you can't find them, keep searching. You have to dig three feet into the ground to find them."
He walked to the French windows again, looking at the night outside, his face reflected in the glass, a chill creeping into his eyes.
That was the only keepsake his mother left him—a jade carving of orchids. It was accidentally broken, and after he returned to China, he kept asking Zhang Ye to find someone who could repair it.
"Yes, Mr. Bo."
...
Bo Jinzhou was supposed to take his son to send Liang Yuxin home, but he received a call from his mother, Chen Fangyue, halfway there.
It is said that after they left, Mr. Bo was furious and urged him to come back and appease his grandfather.
Bo Jinzhou has always respected his grandfather, and at this time, he certainly would not disobey him.
"But can Xiaokang's body handle it?"
Liang Yuxin, who had been waiting in the car, asked softly.
"It's okay, Aunt Xin Xin, I feel much better now."
Bo Yukang leaned against Liang Yuxin's chest, a faint smile playing on his lips.
When the three returned to the old house, it was already past nine o'clock at night.
Old Master Bo was angry and refused to come down, so Chen Fangyue got up to invite someone, and the group sat on the sofa to wait.
Bo Yukang looked around listlessly, finally turning to Liang Yuxin beside him: "Aunt Xinxin, today is your first time visiting our home, but you've suffered such injustice. It's all that bad woman's fault! I hope you won't take it to heart."
Hearing the child's words, Liang Yuxin's expression darkened considerably: "Auntie never expected things to escalate to this extent, ruining a perfectly good family dinner."
"Don't take it to heart. Xiaokang and I both know perfectly well who did this, so don't feel guilty."
Bo Jinzhou's expression was very serious, but his tone was unusually gentle.
Liang Yuxin nodded with red eyes, her body involuntarily leaning a few steps closer to the man.
Bo Jinzhou also reached out and gently patted her back.
"dad."
"What's wrong?"
Bo Jinzhou turned to look at his son beside him.
Bo Yukang looked up at her father, pouted, and asked softly, "Is Mom really going to divorce you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the man suddenly paused.
The woman's face flashed through my mind.
Her attitude and behavior tonight really surprised him.
So resolute, so decisive...
"Dad, if you and Mom really get divorced, can you be with Aunt Xin Xin?"
Seeing that his father remained silent, Bo Yukang asked again.
Those bright, sparkling eyes were intently scrutinizing Bo Jinzhou beside her, as if waiting for his response.
His expectant eyes also held a hint of faint regret.
Aunt Xin Xin is indeed very kind. She can act and sing, and she often takes him out to play and buys him the toys he likes.
But Mom's cooking is delicious, and she makes clothes very well too.
Most of his clothes from the age of three to six were made by his mother herself, who bought the fabric and sewed them stitch by stitch.
Every time I go out wearing those clothes, I always get a lot of compliments.
That's something that others can't buy even if they want to.
Moreover, if Aunt Xin Xin were his mother, he definitely wouldn't want her to do housework...
Sitting to the side, Liang Yuxin quickly raised her eyelids, looking at the man's handsome profile with a hopeful expression in her eyes.
Bo Jinzhou, who had remained silent, had a hint of anger in his eyes.
His voice was cold and sarcastic: "She's been to prison, and after the divorce, where can she go? She's just using tricks. She's done this kind of scheming far too many times."
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