After the Marriage Cancellation

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

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

The 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.”

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

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

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

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

Bo 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.”

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

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

‘Miss Su! Let’s go!’

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

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

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

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

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

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

Wang 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.

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

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

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

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

Wang 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?”

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

The 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!

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

“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.

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

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

His smile was a little silly.

Although 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.

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

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

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