Chapter Twenty-One: Xu Bozhou, Be Reasonable
Su Xiao's heart skipped a beat.
She hadn't seen Grandpa Tang for a long time, and besides, the Tang family's card had helped her a lot.
The words of the old lady of the Yan family and Zhou Manyun were still ringing in her ears; she was unwilling to help with this.
But we still have to put on a show.
"OK."
She put down her wine glass, a faint smile appearing on her face.
"It just so happens that I haven't seen him in a long time either."
Tang Yi smiled and gestured, "This way, please."
The two turned and walked into the banquet hall, their figures quickly blending into the bustling crowd.
From the shadows not far away, Xu Bozhou saw this scene clearly.
The cigarette between his fingers was half-burned, but his eyes were as cold as ice.
Su Xiao smiled at the man surnamed Tang.
Does she really enjoy hanging out with other people?
"Master."
Chen Huai followed behind him, looking at his boss's face, which was as black as the bottom of a pot.
I couldn't help but mutter to myself.
"...Even if Mr. Yan and Miss Su really divorce, judging by your attitude, you probably won't even get a second marriage."
Xu Bozhou glanced at him sideways, his eyes cool:
"What? Want to go mining in Africa?"
Chen Huai shrank his neck and quickly waved his hand:
"No way!"
Xu Bozhou snorted coldly and stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray next to him.
He turned and strode towards the banquet hall, the atmosphere around him frighteningly oppressive.
When Su Xiao followed Tang Yi to the vicinity of the rest area, she indeed saw Grandpa Tang sitting there.
Beside her were Old Madam Yan and Zhou Manyun, and the group seemed to be chatting about something.
The atmosphere wasn't particularly lively.
"grandfather."
Tang Yi walked to the old man's side and said softly.
"Miss Su has arrived."
Grandpa Tang looked up and saw Su Xiao.
His previously slightly serious face immediately broke into a smile, and he greeted them:
"Xiao girl, come and sit down."
Su Xiao stepped forward and respectfully bowed:
"Grandpa Tang".
"Oh, good boy."
Grandpa Tang held her hand, his gaze carefully examining her face.
Seeing the weariness in her eyes, he couldn't help but sigh.
His words conveyed a deep sense of heartache:
"If you have any difficulties, don't try to tough it out. With the Tang family here, no one can bully you."
The old man's words were meaningful, and Su Xiao felt a warmth in her heart.
But then she lowered her eyes, concealing her emotions.
At the time, the affair between Yan Mingshen and Xia Zhi caused quite a stir, and Old Master Tang must have heard about it.
That's why he specifically said these things in front of the Yan family to support her.
Unfortunately, she had her own plans.
I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint Old Master Tang's good intentions.
Su Xiao composed herself and forced a relaxed smile:
"Thank you, Grandpa Tang. I'm fine. You've already helped me a lot."
Seeing this, Zhou Manyun affectionately took Su Xiao's other hand, maintaining a polite smile on her face:
"Don't worry, sir."
Her expression was natural, and her tone was familiar:
"Although Ming Shen did something foolish, husband and wife shouldn't hold grudges overnight."
Her words were sincere and heartfelt.
But everyone in this circle is shrewd, and Yan Mingshen isn't with Su Xiao right now.
Anyone could see the Yan family's attitude towards Su Xiao.
The smile on Old Master Tang's face faded slightly, and he didn't respond to Zhou Manyun's words.
He patted Su Xiao's hand, changing the subject:
"I heard that young man from the Xu family helped you out? He's a decent guy. If all else fails, you could try looking at my grandson."
"Grandpa Tang".
Seeing that the old man was talking more and more outrageous, Su Xiao quickly spoke up to stop him.
"I'm really fine."
Tang Yi and the Yan family were still sitting on the side.
He said, "Where did he go?"
The group then exchanged some more trivial remarks.
The banquet was halfway through.
The Yan family donated a lot of money tonight, successfully securing Mr. Tang's prize.
Grandpa Tang smiled and said some polite words.
However, they still remain silent about cooperation.
Su Xiao sat quietly to the side, watching the Yan family suffer a setback.
She said that she was only responsible for setting up the connection, and whether it succeeded or not was not her concern.
As the time drew to a close, most of the guests had already left.
Su Xiao bid farewell to Grandpa Tang.
I stood alone at the door waiting for the bus.
It was a bit cold outside, and Grandpa Tang originally wanted Tang Yi to take her home.
Su Xiao could tell that Grandpa Tang was trying to play matchmaker, so she waved her hand and refused.
A black Cayenne slowly pulled up in front of her.
The car window rolled down, revealing Yan Mingshen's well-defined profile.
"Get in the car."
His voice was devoid of emotion.
Su Xiao took a step back and shook her head:
"No need, I called a car myself."
She was in a good mood after seeing how the Yan family had been humiliated by Old Master Tang.
Why torture yourself so late at night?
Yan Mingshen noticed the indifference in her eyes and frowned slightly.
He knew she had been wronged today, and his tone unusually carried a hint of compensation:
"Old Chen has made a new batch of pens. I'll have someone deliver them to you tomorrow."
Su Xiao didn't speak, she just looked at him quietly.
There was neither happiness nor disappointment in his eyes; it was as if he were looking at a stranger.
Inside and outside the car, the two faced off in silence.
Yan Mingshen's fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel, the rhythm as chaotic as his heartbeat at that moment.
Just as the standoff was reaching its conclusion, a sudden, urgent horn blared from behind.
It shattered the tranquility at the entrance of the mansion.
Yan Mingshen's brows furrowed instantly, and the lines of his profile appeared even more hard and cold under the streetlights.
He glanced in the rearview mirror and saw a dark purple Rolls-Royce following leisurely behind.
The license plate was blatantly conspicuous.
The honking of the horn was like a silent provocation, carrying an undisguised mockery.
Yan Mingshen's knuckles turned white from gripping the steering wheel so tightly.
He looked at Su Xiao again, the last trace of warmth in his eyes vanished:
"I'll say it again, get in the car."
Su Xiao didn't move, but just stared at the empty street ahead:
"I said, no need."
Another horn blared, even more urgently than before.
Yan Mingshen finally couldn't hold back any longer and abruptly rolled up the car window.
The black Cayenne's engine roared once, and it quickly disappeared into the night.
Su Xiao only breathed a sigh of relief after watching the car's taillights disappear completely.
I was just about to take out my phone to check the location of the ride-hailing car.
The dark purple Rolls-Royce silently glided up in front of her.
The car window rolled down, revealing Xu Bozhou's somewhat nonchalant face.
His fox-like eyes were half-closed, and a half-smile played at the corners of his mouth.
"What? You've been abandoned?"
Su Xiao ignored him, turned around and tried to walk to the side of the road, away from this flashy car.
I don't know who it was just now.
Following behind the Cayenne, they squeezed and pushed people away.
Now they're the ones teasing her instead.
I wonder what mischief he's up to again.
"Get in the car."
Xu Bozhou's voice carried a teasing tone: "I'll give it to you."
"No need, Mr. Xu."
Su Xiao's tone was distant: "I've already called a car."
"Yeah?"
Xu Bozhou raised an eyebrow and gestured with his chin towards Chen Huai beside him:
"Chen Huai, call the ride-hailing platform and tell them that there is traffic control in the area and ask them not to send you any more orders."
Chen Huai: "..."
When this boss gets shameless, there's no one else like him.
Su Xiao was furious and turned to glare at him:
"Xu Bozhou, can't you be reasonable?"
"reason?"
He chuckled and leaned towards the passenger seat.
The distance has been shortened.
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