"I'll personally select Grandpa's painting; there's no need for you all to worry."
The implication of Bo Tingshen's words was that he wouldn't choose Xia Hewan's paintings, negating all the previous discussions.
"Why?" Wen Yan looked puzzled, "Xianxian just made a great analysis, and he is even willing to use his connections to commission a special painting for your grandfather."
"It's fine, Auntie."
Ye Xian hooked his lips into a mocking smile, "Maybe President Bo doesn't trust me."
He was always looking for faults in her, taking any opportunity to retaliate against her. No matter what she did, he would obstruct her efforts, showing disdain for everything she did.
Bo Xiaoli nodded and whispered cautiously into Ye Xian's ear, "That's right, Brother Ye, before you arrived, my cousin suspected you saved me for money."
