Chapter 122: Chapter 122: Tingshen, what are you doing here?
He looked towards the CEO in horror and discovered that the CEO had already taken a seat on the sofa.
On the TV, episode 29 of Business World was being broadcasted, titled, “Ning Xiner Embarrassed on the Runway, Gu Chen Heroically Rescues the Beauty”.
The show opened with a glamorous and beautiful fashion show, rows of audiences seated down by the T-stage, with flickering lights occasionally shining on the most prominent C position in the front row, building montum for the protagonist.
Ye Xian was sitting among the bevy of svelte beauties with long legs, crossing his legs, wearing a sky-blue suit without a necktie, with the top two buttons of his white shirt undone, revealing his symtrical and attractive collarbones and fair skin. While everyone else was watching the show with great enthusiasm, he idly twirled a lighter in his hands, his deanor languid and carefree, the very picture of a nonchalant playboy.
As soon as Ning Xiner made her appearance, his deanor changed imdiately, his expression focused, and his eyes instantly lit up, like sparks flying into the night, dazzling.
“Here it cos, here it cos, Ning Xiner’s dress is about to fall, and Young Master Gu is about to perform a heroic rescue!”
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Mother Bo, excited about the thrilling mont, wanted to discuss the plot with Xiaoli. But when she turned her head, she was surprised to see her son staring intently at the TV.
“…Tingshen? What are you doing here?”
Even if he had already had dinner, he shouldn’t be here, right? Shouldn’t he be resting in his room or discussing business matters with the old master? Since when did he keep her company watching TV?
Could it be… Tingshen was feeling exceptionally filial today and decided to take so ti to spend with her?
Mother Bo felt her nose tingle with emotion, but now was not the ti to be sentintal; watching the TV was more important.
“Tingshen, you know this young man, don’t you? The one who appraised the fake painting at your grandfather’s birthday banquet, called Ye Xian.”
Bo Tingshen glanced at her, “You rember him?”
“Of course, the young man is so good-looking, and so clever, I took a fancy to him at first sight. I had planned to keep him back for a chat after the party that day, but sohow he left without notice.”
Pang Kai, “…”, He had been forced by the CEO to flee by climbing through a window.
“Later I heard he’s a mber of Wanze’s team. I never expected there to be such an excellent prospect in FOR. I saw him on TV a few days ago, and though I didn’t pay much attention at first, I was hooked within minutes. Young President Gu performs so well, he’s handso and passionate, and especially romantic, just like the man of my dreams when I was young.”
“How could madam speak like this in front of the young master?” Xiaoli passed so cut oranges, joking, “Wasn’t madam’s dream lover supposed to be the old master?”
“Psh, certainly not. He was like a wooden person when he was young, treating emotions cold as ice, unromantic, only good at throwing his weight around in the business world. Tingshen, unfortunately, inherited too much of his genes…”
As Mother Bo spoke, she glanced at Bo Tingshen, purposefully or otherwise.
Bo Tingshen watched TV with a focused expression, saying nothing.
This cheeky kid, pretending he doesn’t catch the hidden aning in her words; twenty-seven years old and still no sign of any action, she thought he wanted to drive her to an early grave.
Mother Bo turned back to the TV, “Eh? How did it jump to a princess carry?”
On the screen, the mont Ning Xiner’s dress slipped from her body, Ye Xian rushed onto the stage like a teor passing through the cara, his coat securely covering the woman.
Facing countless caras aid at Ning Xiner, he beca furiously enraged, holding Ning Xiner in his arms, he harshly told the reporters and dia, “Whoever dares to leak the photos today, Gu’s will make an enemy out of them!”
In his arms, Ning Xiner had a face full of shy gratitude.
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