
There are many things to do in the production team.
As the female lead, Xia Wanyuan had many scenes.
When Xia Wanyuan returned to the Old Master's house, she requested a leave of absence from the production team.
The next day, Xia Wanyuan returned to the production team to pursue the progress of filming. It was only when it was almost night that he had been pursuing progress for the past two days.
The moon slowly climbed up the treetops, and the Bo family's birthday party gradually began.
After all, he had spent the Bo family money. Bo Xiao had decorated the banquet venue so magnificently, and to Mo Ling's surprise, there were many people.
Moreover, everyone who had come to attend this Bo Xiao birthday party had an incredible background.
The people that Bo Yi had summoned to see Bo Xiao humiliate himself looked at each other.
There were so many of them, and they had absolutely no invitation to Bo Xiao's birthday party, but they were standing in the middle of the hall with Bo Yi.
That was really awkward
Some of Bo Yi's friends in the industry also knew that Bo Xiao had returned. Hearing Bo Xiao's words, they also had fun.
However, because they were late, they were blocked at the door.
“Why can't we go in?”
Some of them wanted to spar with the guards when they saw a familiar figure walking towards the courtyard from the corner of their eyes.
"Why did Xia Wanyuan enter?"
"I'm sorry Sir. Miss Xia got an invitation. If you have it too, I can let you in right now,” the guard said with a professional.
There were already many people in the hall, and it was very lively.
However, when Xia Wanyuan walked into the hall, the entire hall fell silent for a moment.
Other than those who frequently followed the entertainment industry, no one else recognized Xia Wanyuan. Even if he can cause a huge commotion online, in fact, not many people know.
In particular, many people in the hall were elites from all walks of life. They usually do not have time to watch entertainment news or television dramas.
Everyone just felt that Xia Wanyuan was very beautiful and inevitably saw her again.
A hint of disgust flashed in Bo Yi's eyes when he saw Xia Wanyuan.
Although the people on the Internet called Xia Wanyuan "Women's CEO" one by one, in many noble families in Beijing, the Xia family was the least wealthy.
However, in terms of status, even if they were to send out seven rings, they would not be able to enter a wealthy family.
Seeing more and more people coming, including many politicians, Bo Yi frowned and looked at Mo Ling.
“Bu, didn't you say that Bo Xiao couldn't invite anyone at all?”
“Old Master may advance. These people may have come because of Old Master.” Jealousy flashed in Mo Ling's eyes.
The damned old man had always liked Bo Xiao.
“Don't worry, I've set it up. I will not let Bo Xiao steal the attention of the Bo.” family
He wanted to tell everyone in Beijing that Bo Yi was the only proper young master in the Bo family.
As for Bo Xiao? He was just a brat and a useless young master.
Only then could the hatred in his heart that Bo Xiao's mother had suppressed for so many years be appeased, and only then could she take revenge for the arrow that Bo Xiao shot at her wedding five years ago.
Suddenly there was a commotion in the hall.
Bo Xiao entered from the side door in a beautiful tailcoat.
However, what surprised everyone was that the first thing he did when entering the house was not to greet the higher-ups of the business world or the military higher-ups.
Instead, he walked over to Xia Wanyuan.
"Miss Xia." Bo Xiao smiled cunningly.
He did not dare to call his sister-in-law in front of everyone.
"Happy birthday." Xia Wanyuan smiled and handed a box to her.
Before Bo Xiao could accept it, he heard a commotion outside the door.
What the hell is going on?"
"I think the Zheng and Qin families are here."
"Thul? That's impossible, right?”
The listeners don't seem to believe it.
There is a clear boundary between politics and business. In the past, they would not interact much with the business world, let alone now just a birthday party. How could these two families send people?
However, in reality, these two families did send people, and the rate of people coming was not low. But these two families were not here for Bo Xiao.
"Mrs. Zheng, Lady Qin, what brings you here?” Bo Qing was teasing the new housekeeper when he suddenly saw the two walking together.
He hurriedly walked.
Even though these two women have no real power, as the saying goes, if the pillow talk is good, the truth can be reversed.
The man beside the two women was all responsible for life and death, so everyone present leaned towards Madam Zheng and Madam Qin.
Madam Zheng and Madame Qin had power, while Mo Ling had money.
Logically speaking, with Mo Ling's status, he should not be able to blend in with their circle.
However, Mo Ling was very good at spending money.
Every few days, gifts would come to his door, so he got a place in the circle of rich women in the capital.
At this birthday banquet, Mo Ling had also spent an extremely expensive price to send two necklaces before inviting them.
Mo Ling propped up the hairpin on her head and shook her waist as she walked forward.
"Sister Zheng, Brother Qin, you're here."
“Hey, see the day we choose. I wanted to come and catch up with you, but I didn't expect anything big to happen in your house. What's wrong?" The fat Madam Zheng was the first to speak.
“This is the 24th birthday of the Bo family's eldest son, Bo Xiao.” Mo Ling covered her lips and smiled as she pointed at Bo Xiao, who was not far away from her.
“We came at the wrong time.”
“Mrs Zheng, Lady Qin, what are you talking about? It's an honor for us to have you both here. We welcome you." Bo Qing had a real estate project and was worried about not being able to move it.
Now that Madam Zheng was here, she couldn't wait for the two of them to play any longer.
With that, Bo Qing guided Madam Zheng and Madam Qin to the main table.
"Why haven't I heard that CEO Bo has an older son?" The skinny Madam Qin asked casually.
“I just followed my Old Qin to Beijing these few years. Am I too stupid?”
When he said this, everyone present looked a little awkward. All kinds of complicated gazes landed on Bo Xiao.
“More than ten years ago, when I was a child, I knew that CEO Bo's first wife had given birth to her eldest son, Bo Xiao. Maybe Lady Qin, you are too forgetful,” said Xia Wanyuan, who sat at the main table with Bo Xiao.
"Who is this? Why haven't I seen her before?” Madam Qin stopped herself and glanced at Xia Wanyuan sadly.
"This is Bo Xiao's celebrity friend," Mo Ling replied.
"Oh?" Lady Qin raised her voice, and anyone who was not blind could see the ridicule on her face.
How could a little celebrity be so shameless as to sit at the main table?
“Sorry, Miss Xia. Our table does not prepare a chair for you. We set up a guest table on the side. Please move there.” Mo Ling looked, and the maid beside him stepped forward to 'invite' Xia Wanyuan out of the main table.
Everyone present felt that Xia Wanyuan was a joke. He actually sat at the main table very boldly and could not tell his status at all.
Xia Wanyuan did not want to fight with them. After all, looking at their faces, he was not wanting to eat.
He immediately stood up and sat down at the table with the waiter.
Bo Xiao glanced at Mo Ling coldly, making one's heart turn cold for no reason. Then, he stood up and sat down at the guest table with Xia Wanyuan.
However, no one at the main table cares about the departure of the protagonist from the birthday party.
Madam Zheng and Lady Qin asked about Bo Yi, and the others followed, as if Bo Yi was the protagonist of the banquet.
When the people at the other table saw this awkward scene, their expressions varied.
The atmosphere in the hall was rather delicate.
Some people looked at Bo Xiao and Xia Wanyuan with curiosity, guessing what their true relationship was made Bo Xiao leave the main table and sat with him in the corner.
As everyone was speculating, a report suddenly came from the door. "CEO Jun of Jun Corporation is here for the banquet!"
For a moment, the entire hall became silent.
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Don't Forget to Leave a Trace.
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