Best Actor Wants To Stay With Me

Originally, Bo Yan was still chatting, but at this moment, his eyes flashed outside.

It was indeed Miss Xia who came in, but it was not Xia Siyu's Xia, but Xia Siwei's Xia. And she still came with Bo Yi.

And not only Xia Siwei was called, but some people called "Mr. Bo". Obviously, it was not just Xia Siwei and Bo Yi who came, his grandparents and uncles and aunts also came.

The guests who came to participate in the event this time did not come for a meal or the joy of having a birthday star, but most of them had a purpose. As soon as Mr. Bo and his uncle Bo Qiliu appeared, they immediately attracted a group of people.

On Bo Yan's side, there was a loud voice at first, but now the crowd is very few. But he didn't mind very much. Check the time, there are still a few minutes before the banquet begins, and he lifts his leg to sit directly at the main table.

The banquet was about to begin, and Mr. Bo and his party soon arrived at the main table. They waited for them to sit still, with thin eyes, before they continued to look at the door.

Xia Siyu did not take a seat.

The table full of guests was almost there, he glanced roughly, and there was a fixed number of people coming here, and the number of people would not be large or small. In addition to the relatives at the first few tables, they have written name cards, and sit according to the name cards. There are also a few tables of individual guests at the back, where you can sit at will.

In theory, if Xia Siyu is not a member of the Xia family's Bo family, according to her status, she should also be a person with a name and a surname, at least she can sit with that wave of people in the entertainment industry.

However, Xia Siwei deliberately blurred the boundaries, and neither arranged her a place in the Bo family nor gave her a seat in the Xia family. Naturally, there was no place for her in the wave of film and television circles. If she wants to sit down, she can only go to the corner and huddle with other strangers.

For Xia Siyu, an extremely proud person, it is impossible to wrong himself.

Xia Siwei had arranged a good position.

Bo Yi knows too, maybe Bo Qiliu knows too, but nobody pays attention.

A daughter who doesn't even make the Xia family public, and a grand-daughter who married him but didn't even prepare a seat in the Bo family. Who cares?

The banquet is about to start, the host will go to the stage to say something, especially the handover of the Bosch company.

But when everyone else in the Bo family got up to go up, Bo Yan sat still.

Originally it was nothing. Old man Bo was in front. Xia Siwei saw it first, pulled Bo Yi's sleeve, and Bo Yi softly told his parents. The discussion of these juniors was finally heard by the old man. He turned his head and found that Bo Yan put one hand on the table, and the other hand was naturally lowered, his legs overlapped, and his face looked like an old god.

Just don't leave.

Old man Bo frowned, and they were at the main table. At this time, everyone in the audience looked over. He was a little bit frustrated, and he whispered: "Bo Yan."

The tone was slightly sullen.

But Bo Yan sat very stretched, even raised his head and smiled at him, but still did not move.

Many people talked quietly about the stalemate.

Can't wait any longer, wait any longer to delay the opening of the seats. Bo Qiliu urged the old man: "Dad, should we go on stage first?"

Old man Bo glanced at Bo Yan again, his eyes sharp. But he quickly ignored him and raised his leg on stage.

The lights in the room dimmed, and the room was quiet. The whole venue only gave a high light on the stage. Old man Bo just said: "Hello everyone..."

The door of the banquet hall opened with a "pop".