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nTranslator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

nBo Yunli stopped drinking. The veins on his forehead twitched under his handsome face.

nSu Ye was going, and Lin Zhan was going too…

nThe next second, the sound of his chair sliding backwards was heard. Bo Yunli picked up the phone on his desk and said, “Prepare the car.”

nLu Wenbin’s eyes lit up. He asked tentatively, “To the banquet?”

nBo Yunli glanced at him and casually said, “To Yintai”

n“Yintai? Why was the president going to Yintai so late at night?”

nYintai was the most expensive luxury shopping mall in the capital. Lu Wenbin was a little disappointed.

nBo Yunli tidied up the sleeves of his suit and walked out. When he passed Lu Wenbin, he stopped and said, “Let’s go to Yintai and pick a gift for Grandfather Wang first.”

nIt was not until the office door was closed that Lu Wenbin realized what the president meant.

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nHe clenched his fists and let out a high-pitched cry in his heart.

n‘Miss Su! Let’s go!’

nWhen Bo Yunli returned to the office, Lu Wenbin’s posture was stiff.

nHis expression was also stiff as he said, “President… do you have any other instructions?”

nBo Yunli narrowed his eyes. “Fax the remaining documents to Lin Zhan and tell him to work overtime tonight.”

nLu Wenbin silently mourned for Young Master Lin for a second. It seemed that he would not be able to go anywhere tonight…

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nAt 7:30 PM, the banquet had yet to officially begin, but the Wang family’s villa was already brightly lit.

nThose who wanted to curry favor with the Wang family naturally took it seriously and came early, such as Rong Shengming and Rong Ruo.

nSurrounded by the crowd was the main host of the banquet, Old Master Wang, aka, Wang Qingshen.

nWang Qingshen was about the same age as Bo Zhan. He had the same imposing aura. However, he had been abroad for many years, so he was influenced by western culture. He held a cigar in his mouth, wore a plaid suit, and wore a gentleman’s hat.

n“Excuse me,” Rong Shengming said matter-of-factly. He pushed aside the crowd and brought his granddaughter to Wang Qingshen.

n“Hello, Mr. Wang. This is my granddaughter, Rong Ruo.”

nHe reached out and pressed Rong Ruo’s shoulder. Rong Ruo called out to him obediently, “Hello, Grandpa Wang. Welcome back to the country.”

nShe was holding a long box in her hand. Inside were her painstaking efforts over the past few days.

nWang Qingshen took a sip of his cigar and chuckled. “Rong Ruo has grown more and more beautiful. I heard from Dongqing that you have prepared a gift for me tonight? And it’s my favorite traditional Chinese painting?”

nRong Ruo held the box in her arms and pretended to be mysterious. “I painted it myself, but I’ll have to reveal it later.”

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nThe Su family hadn’t arrived yet, so they had to wait for them to come before revealing it. That comparison would be more exciting! Only then would it be cutthroat!

nThe Wang and Rong elders couldn’t help but laugh when they saw the situation. They were very friendly.

n“Grandfather, there’s a call for you.” Wang Dongqing raised his phone and passed through the crowd. With a glance, he saw Rong Ruo, who had exquisite makeup and was wearing a champagne-colored dress.

nHe handed the phone to his grandpa and scanned his surroundings. He was sure that Rong Ruo’s boyfriend, Qi Yu, was not here.

nWang Dongqing was in a great mood. He gave Rong Ruo a bright smile.

nHis smile was a little silly.

nAlthough he knew long ago that Rong Ruo and Qi Yu were dating, he had never seen them together with his own eyes. In his heart, Rong Ruo would always be that perfect and reserved goddess.

n“Dongqing!” Wang Qingshen hung up the phone. His expression was complicated; it was a little surprised, but also a little serious.

nWang Dongqing was confused. “What’s wrong, Grandpa?”

n“Where’s your father? I have something to talk to him about!”

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