High-profile spoiled marriage: Mr. Bo can't

Sheng Yaohua pretended to be real, even Bai Suqiu, who was her biological mother, was deceived for a while.

"You can put your mind on the company, and I feel relieved." Bai Suqiu stared at the other party for a long time, finally nodded and said, "You listen to me, I will not harm you, I will help you I will take care of the Sheng family."

Anyway, when I am too old to handle these matters, the Sheng family will be managed by Sheng Yaohua, so I might as well teach my daughter the skills and key points while I still have the energy.

"Mom, just rest assured," Sheng Yaohua walked to the other side, hugged her arm affectionately and said with a smile, "I just want to help you grow the Sheng family and contribute to the company. "

"Since the matter of inviting Bo Sicheng is settled, how about I go ask him out. It just so happened that Mingzhu and I had a misunderstanding that needed to be explained, so I took this opportunity to talk about it together."

She tried her mother calmly, and Bai Suqiu didn't notice the slyness flashing in her eyes, and agreed casually: "That's fine too, just ask him to do our family a favor, for the sake of our old friends , he should give me, an elder, a face."

Sheng Yaohua got her mother's consent, and while controlling the corners of her mouth, she turned around and walked outside the office.

She didn't care about the company or Sheng's at all, she just wanted to find an excuse to have more contacts with Bao Sicheng so that they could get closer.

When she came out of Sheng's building, she rushed towards Bo Sicheng's company without stopping.

Bao Sicheng seemed like a cooked duck, but Sheng Yaohua was still afraid that he would fly away from her eyes.

She entered Bo's mansion in a hurry, registered with the little girl at the front desk, and couldn't hide her joy and went to the other's office.

Bo Sicheng had just made arrangements for Mr. Bo's funeral, and was about to deal with the documents piled up on his desk.

Sheng Yaohua walked into his office uninvited like this, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows in surprise, and suppressed his depressed mood and asked, "What can you do with me?"

Sheng Yaohua obediently stood beside the sofa with her purse in her hand. She didn't mention the reception held by Sheng's family, but first talked about Mr. Bo.

"I heard about grandpa's death." She pursed her lips and made a sad look, "I didn't expect that such a good person as grandpa would encounter such an accident, and my mother was also very sad. Come and take a look."

Hearing that the old man was mentioned in her mouth, Bao Sicheng's attitude softened a little.

He glanced at Sheng Yaohua's sad face, then looked down at the document in his hand and said, "Aunt Bai has a heart. Grandpa and aunt also had some contacts in the early years. Presumably she also thought of those old friendships."

Bao Sicheng took the initiative to mention the word "friendship", and Sheng Yaohua secretly rejoiced. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears that did not exist in the corner of her eyes, took out a reception invitation from her purse, and put it on the other party's desk .

"Originally, my mother knew that grandpa likes wine tasting very much, and wanted to invite him to this reception held by Sheng's family. I didn't expect it to be a pity, and it will never happen again."

Bao Sicheng casually glanced at the invitation card on the table, and probably understood the intention of the other party's visit this time.

She didn't come to commemorate Mr. Bo, nor to express the grief of her mother Bai Suqiu, but to use this incident to throw out the gem of a reception.

"If grandpa knew that he would miss such a good reception, I don't know how much it would be a pity."

Sheng Yaohua squeezed out a faint smile, and pushed the invitation card in front of Bao Sicheng: "Although grandpa can't come, but Si Cheng, if you can attend instead of grandpa, then mother must be very happy. "

After all, this kind of reception is held for the purpose of connecting people. The reason why the other party's mother Bai Suqiu wanted to invite him to the scene was actually to let him hold the scene, so as to attract more business leaders to actively participate.

Bo Sicheng was tired of these virtual occasions, but thinking of the past friendship between his grandfather and Bai Suqiu's family, he felt that it was not easy to refuse.

"I see." He thought for a while that he was just going to show his face, and there was no way to push back, so he agreed, "Please tell Aunt Bai that I will go to this reception."

Seeing that the other party readily agreed to her request, Sheng Yaohua was not to mention how happy she was.

She got carried away when she was happy, and when she thought of the reports she had seen on TV, she couldn't help but pretend to ask: "I saw the news reports on TV, which indicated that Zhu was the suspect in this incident and was arrested by the police. It's under control, this matter can't be true, right?"

"Why are you asking this?"

When Bao Sicheng heard her mention Sheng Mingzhu's name, his expression immediately turned cold, and he raised his head to stare at her.

"I'm just asking casually," Sheng Yaohua panicked when he saw him, she quickly waved her hands pretending to be innocent and said with a tilted head, "I see that the news is so clear, I'm still wondering if there is some misunderstanding .”

"After all, no matter who reads such a report, they will feel that Mingzhu has an inseparable relationship with this matter."

She wanted to use the accidental death of old man Bo to stimulate Bo Sicheng's emotions, making him suspicious of Sheng Mingzhu and alienating the original close relationship between the two of them.

However, Bao Sicheng not only did not have any doubts about Sheng Mingzhu, but looked indifferently at Sheng Yaohua standing in front of the desk: "What do you mean by that?"

"Of course I'm very sad that grandpa passed away, but I don't think it has anything to do with Mingzhu. It's not that she didn't want to save my grandpa, but she missed that opportunity because of the traffic jam."

Bao Sicheng said that his face became more and more ugly, as if he had sensed Sheng Yaohua's sinister intentions, and he felt even more disgusted in his heart: "If you came here just to tell me these sowing words, then please get out immediately."

Sheng Yaohua never thought that she would be so angry if she just casually said a few words about guessing Sheng Mingzhu.

"That's not what I meant," she waved her hands hastily and explained, "I'm just worried that there might be gaps between you guys because of those boring news. After all, three people become tigers and so many people say that, it's hard to be convincing."

"I don't have any rifts with Mingzhu. There wasn't any before, and there won't be any now, and there won't be any in the future."