Chapter 320: I Want to Kiss You (6)
If it weren’t for Xia Siyu’s expression being so sarcastically mocking at the moment, Bo Yan might have nodded in agreement.
But he had his ways, too. He smirked and said teasingly, “Guess.”
Xia Siyu pushed him away, “I’m not in the mood to play word games with you. I’m going to take a shower and get ready.”
Bo Yan let her push him away and didn’t follow or pester her. He just smiled, and the moment she closed the bathroom door after entering, he chuckled on his side and said, “Because she’s not as busty as you.”
Xia Siyu slammed the door shut with a loud “bang,” annoyance written all over her face: Bo Yan, you big pervert, you jerk!
After a simple brunch, the two of them packed up and got ready to attend Grandpa Bo Yan’s birthday banquet.
Today was Grandpa Bo Yan’s eightieth birthday. Three months earlier, Bo Yan had informed Xia Siyu that they would attend together.
Given that it was an eightieth birthday, the event was quite grand.
In the evening, Yancheng Hotel would be booked out for the banquet, which would include business notables and some from the entertainment industry. After the celebration, Grandpa had invited Bo Yan and her to stay at the old house for a day or two.
Although Xia Siyu wasn’t fond of the Bo Family, she was aware of the tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young. She couldn’t avoid such family gatherings and wouldn’t refuse to attend. She’d go just to show her face. After all, both the Xia Family and the Bo Family knew she and Bo Yan were in a marriage of convenience without any real feelings involved, so there was no need to feign affection.
When Bo Yan told Xia Siyu that the event would be held at Yancheng Hotel, she already had an idea. This trip would likely involve meeting quite a few people, including other business partners and some from the entertainment industry, aside from the relatives of both the Xia and the Bo families.
As the granddaughter-in-law of the Bo Family, she was supposed to attend as a host. However, she was an anomaly in both the Xia and Bo families, with her identity being a topic they avoided. She didn’t want to acknowledge that empty title herself, either.
But Bo Yan was no different. If she guessed right, today’s eightieth birthday celebration for the old man would likely be the official moment for Grandpa to hand Bosch Corporation over to Bo Yi’s father, Bo Yan’s uncle, Bo Qiliu.
Giving it to Bo Qiliu basically meant handing it over to Bo Yi, declaring officially that Bo Yan had no place in Bosch Corporation.
As the two of them were leaving the house, it was Bo Yan’s grandmother who called to inform him of this. She told him in advance lest he be burdened by it, and she assured him, “Your grandpa is thinking of you too. Even though the company goes to your elder brother, you still have your shares. You’ll always have your part in the Bo Family.”
Bo Yan’s expression remained indifferent, showing no sign of joy or sorrow. Ever since his parents died, he knew that everything at home was oriented towards his elder brother. The fact that they were telling him now wasn’t out of consideration for his feelings but because Bo Yi had just passed the Bo Family’s tests and could be groomed as a successor to take over the company.
This wasn’t comfort; it was merely a “notification.”
“Oh, I understand,” he said.
Bo Yan’s response clearly disconcerted his grandmother on the other end of the phone, and next to her, presumably, his grandfather was also present. Grandpa seemed a bit displeased as he said, “Bo Yan, what do you mean by that? Are you implying that I’ve been unfair? It was you who insisted on becoming some actor! Even as a film emperor, you’re just an actor, working for someone else. If you had joined the company earlier…”