Thinking of this, Bo Junfeng, as if to make his presence felt, picked up a piece of carrot for his son.
"Tingshen doesn’t like carrots," soone remarked.
"Doesn’t the CEO not eat carrots?"
Wen Yan and Ye Xian said simultaneously.
As the words fell, everyone at the dining table looked at Ye Xian with puzzled eyes. She was stunned, and a faint scent of embarrassnt pervaded the air.
The corners of Bo Tingshen’s lips lightly lifted.
Wen Yan, being the Matriarch of the Bo Family, naturally knew what her own son liked and disliked, but how did Ye Xian know? Such private details, even Bo Junfeng had never noticed.
Considering the various caring and attentive actions Bo Tingshen had shown towards Ye Xian earlier, and now Ye Xian’s knowledge about Bo Tingshen, Xia Hewan gradually realized that sothing was amiss. She put down her chopsticks and looked nervously at Ye Xian.
Her daughter and Young Master Bo...
Wen Yan, too, was curious and asked with a smile, "Xianxian, how do you know Tingshen doesn’t like carrots?"
"I..."
Ye Xian felt like slapping herself. How could she have let that slip?
If she said that she once picked out a pile of shredded carrots for the CEO, would her mother get the wrong idea?
Xia Hewan’s piercing gaze told her: She already has!
Feeling flustered under her gaze, Ye Xian looked pleadingly at Bo Tingshen, but to her surprise, Bo Tingshen also looked back at her, seemingly waiting for her to answer, with an expression of confusion.
CEO, are you doing this on purpose!
Ye Xian chuckled, "It was at the last company dinner, Pang Kai ntioned it."
"Oh, oh!" Wen Yan nodded, "Xianxian, you really are attentive to rember such a detail. Junfeng, look at you, you are not even as thoughtful about your son as Xianxian is, not even knowing that Tingshen hates carrots the most."
"..."
Like a thief turned loser, Bo Junfeng’s gaze towards Ye Xian beca even more sorrowful after being outdone again.
The al was finished in unease, and finally, it was ti to see the guests off.
Xia Hewan, noticing the frequent urgent ssages from Ye Zhuoxuan, stood up with a smile, "Wen Yan, I’ll take the painting back for revisions, and once it’s finished, I’ll bring it over to you. It’s getting late today, so I’ll head back now."
As she said ’head back,’ she glanced aningfully at Ye Xian, the implications clear: hurry up and co back with mom, I have sothing to ask you.
Ye Xian subtly winked at her in assurance: don’t worry, I’ll be back soon.
"How could I let you bring it? I will personally co to pick it up, thank you so much~"
Wen Yan, Bo Junfeng, and Xia Hewan exchanged pleasantries for a while before seeing her off.
As Xia Hewan got into the car, her mind was full of doubts.
Since when did Xianxian start having dealings with Young Master Bo?
The interaction between them today didn’t seem like that of people who had just t.
Bo’s second young master, Jiang Wanze, is a big star, always singing and dancing on TV. Xianxian, at the age of youthful infatuation, being chard and pursuing him was understandable.
But Young Master Bo was not a public figure. Logically, Xianxian’s chances of eting him should have been slim.
Yet, this Bo Tingshen was genuinely outstanding; not only was he a genuine third-generation wealthy heir, but he was also unlike the frivolous rich second-generation. At a young age, he had been accepted into the top university in M Country, took over the family business after studying abroad for two years, and in recent years, Bo Group had thrived under his leadership, its strength and finances growing terrifyingly, causing many wealthy tycoons and magnates to look at him with fear and amazent.
Even their family, distanced from the inner circle, had heard of his ’business genius’ and ’Forbes tyrant’ titles. Seeing him today proved that his reputation was well-earned; his appearance and deanor were extraordinary, far surpassing the ordinary.
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