Everyone else was bewildered, looking at Qin Siling. Qin Siling nodded. "It should be. Mr. He and the current Family Head of the Bo Family are on good terms and often interact..."
As she said this, Qin Siyuan suddenly spoke in a deep voice, "Professor Bo’s surname is also Bo."
This simple sentence struck everyone present so forcefully they nearly stumbled—
Yes, why had they never thought of this?!
Bo Xichen’s surname is Bo, he’s a doctor, from Beicheng, has luxury sports cars, a private jet, and then there was that giant Buddha statue on Gu Anxi’s birthday night—
That giant Buddha statue was Bo Xichen!
Everyone stared blankly for a long time before Shen Wanqing finally asked softly, "Could there be a mistake?"
No one could answer her.
In the end, Qin Han made the decision. "Si Lan, after dinner, drive Professor Gao and Wanqing to the entrance of Si Garden and wait. You must wait until Mr. He arrives."
Qin Siling was also waiting for Shen Wanqing to become famous to elevate her own status in the Chu Family, so she readily agreed. But she then had a question. "If Professor Bo knows Mr. He and their families have known each other for generations, we could just ask Gu Anxi to put in a word for us. Why would we need to go through the trouble of waiting?"
Everyone fell silent again.
Had Si Lan selectively lost her memory? Had she forgotten everything that had happened before?
Qin Siling also came to a realization, then began to fiddle with her fingernails. "I don’t think Professor Bo is part of the Bo Family. If he were, he would have protected Gu Anxi long ago."
Qin Han said in a low voice, "Isn’t this protective enough?"
Si Lan had seen the spectacle that night at the birthday party. All the important figures in Qingcheng had lined up, hoping just for a glimpse of him, but couldn’t even manage that. That scene was unforgettable for Qin Han.
As a man, he too had fantasized about wielding power over the world. That was the feeling he craved. That’s why he was desperately trying to break into Beicheng’s elite circles. With his abilities, and the help of Si Lan and Wanqing, it was only a matter of time...
Wang Keru looked at his obsessed expression with power and lost interest, returning directly to her room to rest. A moment later, Qin Han entered, closing the door partway as he smiled. "Why did you come back without a word?"
Wang Keru had just showered and was sitting in her bathrobe before her vanity. She said languidly, "I’m not the main character. What am I doing there?"
"What, are you upset again?" He grasped her shoulders from behind, offering praises with the clear intention of getting intimate. Wang Keru, feeling disgruntled, wasn’t willing.
Qin Han didn’t mind, smiling. "Are you worried about Anxi? How about this: tonight, let’s invite her to the hotel for dinner. Our family hasn’t had a proper get-together in a long time."
Wang Keru glanced at him in the mirror, then slowly rubbed the skincare product in her hands. "I don’t have the face to invite her."
Qin Han pressed his face against hers. "For my sake, hmm?"
Wang Keru stared at Qin Han in the mirror and slowly said, "If I don’t invite her, are you going to hit me again?" ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍
Qin Han smiled gently, coaxing her. "Last time I drank too much. Did you really take it to heart? How about I make it up to you, hmm?"
Qin Han was quite the smooth operator and tried to engage her again. However, Wang Keru was still angry about the previous incident, and he couldn’t do anything about her, finally having to give up resentfully. "It was just once. Do you have to hold such a grudge?"
Wang Keru said nothing. Qin Han coaxed her a few more times then left to discuss matters with Qin Siling.
In the enormous room, only Wang Keru remained. She sat upright, her fingers trembling as she applied her skincare product. As she did so, she began to weep silently...
After a moment, she wiped the tears from her face. I won’t cry. I have to smile. My daughter is so accomplished, much stronger than any of them...