The old lady first glanced at Bo Shengming.

There is a clear blame in my eyes.

Looking at Xia Siyue again, her face barely looked better: "Although my father spoke about the engagement, it mainly depends on the young people's own meaning."

What I mean is that if Bo Qingyun doesn't want to do so, she won't force her.

Xia Siyue nodded and took the initiative: "Grandma, don't worry, I came today not to threaten something with the name of engagement. I just wanted to visit you, and I haven't seen my grandfather for a long time."

Upon hearing this, the old lady looked at her in surprise.

I met before and I was still thinking about Mrs. Bo’s location.

Now it seems that there is no desire or desire again.

She nodded coldly and said in a plain tone: "You are intent."

"Don't worry, the old man," Bo Shengming hooked up the teapot and poured the tea on his own.

He took the initiative to push a cup in front of Bo Qingyun. He smiled and said slowly: "When you have to eat, go up and talk to the old man. He has always liked the Xia family. You will be very happy when you see you."

The cup of tea swayed, and three or two drops overflowed from the edge of the cup.

Bo Shengming's gaze is very meaningful.

Speaking of which, although Bo Qingyun is sitting now.

But the chairman's position is still in the hands of the old man.

The old man held the shares in his hand. He didn't die for a day and his will was not made for a day. No one could guarantee what would happen next.

On the other hand, as long as the old man is happy, everything is possible.

He and Xia Siyue looked at each other.

Xia Siyue curled her lips gently and nodded with emotion.

She and Bo Shengming reached an agreement to use her Xia family to get close to the old man.

As long as he can make a will that is beneficial to Bo Shengqian, her benefits will inevitably be avoided in the future.

"Oh, there are so many things to pay attention to, but there is a customer. Uncle Zhong, come and have someone add some dishes and serve the dishes."

The speaker waved his hand and said that Bo Shenghui was Bo Shenghui.

Her eyes fell on Bo Shengming and Xia Siyue, and she saw their plans.

He smiled and raised his cup to Bo Shengming.

After a few words, Bo Qingyun was the coldest and calmest.

Except for taking a look at Xia Siyue at the beginning, he did not give Xia Siyue another look.

It is said that there are more individuals, but for him, there is more air.

After hearing the instructions, Uncle Zhong asked the aunt to start serving the food.

The old lady hesitated whether to go out and call to ask.

At this moment, Lao Zhuang, who was in charge of the access control, ran over and said loudly: "Old lady, a guest came outside and said he had made an appointment with you."

When the old lady heard this, her whole face lit up: "Let her in."

She stood up and looked at the joy and satisfaction visible to the naked eye.

Bo Shenghui tentatively said: "Mom, who else did you make an appointment with me? Is it possible for you to be happy?"

The old lady glanced at her: "You will know when you arrive!"

The sound of footsteps began to come outside the door.

It is very light and calm. Every step is not too fast or slow, and it sounds very comfortable to hear it.

Everyone looked over.

Somehow, Bo Qingyun's eyebrows twitched.

The next second, the person who came appeared in front of them and walked into the hall, his face gradually became clearer.

A snap!

Bo Shengming threw a teacup, and the ceramic mixed with tea spread all over the ground.

He stood up with a weak footsteps and stared at Xia Wanxin: "Xia, Xia Wanxing? Isn't she dead!"
Chapter completed!