After The Marriage Cancellation, She Becomes A True Ancestor
/ After the Marriage Cancellation, She Becomes a True Ancestor Chapter 36
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Bo Yunli, who had seen that bizarre recording as well, also had a complicated expression. He also happened to be struck speechless.
The moment the box was opened, a thick fragrance wafted into everyone's noses.
Bo Zhan sniffed the air, and his eyes lit up. “Ye Ye, how did you know that I like grapes?”
Su Ye cocked an eyebrow and gave an ambiguous answer. “I heard about it.”
The ladies could not understand what was going on, but thought that the grapes were something good. After all, grapes alone were not great gifts, but Master Bo was really happy, so they could not be normal grapes.
Since they were worried that others would laugh at them for not being knowledgeable, they could only imitate Master Bo and appear delighted.
“Look at the wrapping, it must be very expensive.”
“Of course, when you buy quality fruits, they're even more expensive than gold.”
“The most difficult thing when it comes to giving someone gifts is catering to someone's likings. Su Ye, you must have put a lot of thought into your gift.
When Rong Ruo heard the ladies' endless praises, she just laughed in her heart. It was not difficult to cater to someone's liking. She originally wanted to give a painting she had drawn herself as a birthday gift, but Master Ye was not in Imperial City lately. He was the person with the most say when it came to Chinese paintings, and Rong Ruo refused to embarrass herself without his guidance.
She did not expect that a stupid bunch of grapes would be valued even more than the Guanyin she meticulously prepared. Su Ye really put a lot of effort into keeping Bo Yunli by her side.
The butler tactfully took the fruit box. “Master Bo, I'll wash them so that everyone can enjoy them.”
When he held the box, he noticed that it was cool, which meant that it had been kept in a cold storage before. He smiled and looked at Su Ye. “Ms. Su, they were sent over by a foreign helicopter this morning, right? The fragrance is strong, so they must have come from the vineyards of Fliori, right?”
Su Ye rubbed her nose. “I suppose you can say that.”
She sounded like she was keeping a low profile.
In any case, the preservation effects of the three-door fridge in the Su family was pretty good.
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When Lin Zhan finally recovered from his shock, he could no longer listen to her.
Fliori? Helicopter? He couldn't let Master Bo be deceived!
He puffed out his chest and took a huge step forward with his left foot. “Master Bo, those grapes—”
Just when Bo Zhan turned a puzzled gaze at him, a huge hand grabbed Lin Zhan's shoulder.
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The next second, the owner of the hand—Bo Yunli—said calmly, “He wants to say that the grapes must taste good. He still has business matters to deal with at the courtyard, so he feels regretful that he won't be able to taste them.”
When he finished speaking, he turned Lin Zhan around, and the right leg Lin Zhan had raised did a curve. He was redirected to the courtyard.
Lin Zhan heard his cousin's calm voice behind him. “Go, business matters are more important.”
The crestfallen Lin Zhan was forced to leave, but he suddenly came to a realization that what he did just then was not wise. Master Bo had just begun recovering, and there was nothing more important than making him happy. His cousin was thoughtful.
Everyone went to their seats.
Bo Zhan naturally sat on the main seat that was beside the one for the guest of honor.
Bo Yunli was the last to sit down. All the seats had been filled but for the one between Su Ye and Qi Yu.
He cast a glance at Qi Yum, who took two seconds to realize that his seat was too close to Bo Yunli. He quickly apologized and moved his seat closer to Rong Ruo.
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The moment Bo Yunli sat down, for some reason, the originally large round table suddenly became cramped and narrow.
The imposing aura he was born with was something no one could afford to fight nor hide from.
Due to being isolated by the ladies, Su Ye had Bo Yunli to her left and Bo Zhan to her right. This turned her into the center of attention. She looked like the moon surrounded by stars.
Ten minutes later, the powerful people who came from everywhere and had eaten all sorts of tasty food from all over the world divided the grapes worth 10.60 RMB. Everyone who wanted to try received one grape on a valuable, silver plate and ate the grape with great elegance.
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All of this was within Su Ye's expectations.
Bo Zhan had always loved eating grapes, but he was not good at telling them apart. He thought that the more expensive they were, the better they tasted. He had tried Sweet Mayabelles, green seedless grapes, and other valuable grapes that were worth hundreds for one berry, but none of them could fight against the ones Su Ye chose from a fruit stall.
She cast a glance at the table and saw Bo Yunli's empty plate. “You don't like grapes?”
Bo Yunli cocked an eyebrow and gave her a profound smile. “No.”
‘You don't like such tasty grapes?'
Su Ye could not help but remember the provocative words he said that day.
‘You think you can kill me?'
‘I'm curious… I really want to try…'
At first, she thought that Bo Yunli was just a talented successor of the Bo family, but he managed to get an herb like the Seven Deities in a short time, so it seemed like he was not as simple as she thought he was…
The butler ordered the servants to take away the fruits, then served the main course.
Bo Yunli noticed that even though Su Ye gobbled down the steak, when she cut it, the cutlery remained a perfect distance away from the bone china, so she did not make any sound. There was no way anyone could learn such dining etiquette on the spot, much less pretend to know it. This was something they had to know from their bones.
Bo Zhan observed his honored guests. “By the way, what were all of you talking about when we came in?”
Everyone recalled what happened, and Qi Yu eagerly spoke ahead of the others. “Master Bo, we were talking about what I learned from investing over this period of time.”
Bo Zhan was not interested in it, but since he was in a good mood, he said gently, “Come, tell me.”
Qi Yu put down his cutlery and cleared his throat. There were not many chances for him to show his skills in front of powerful people. His father said that he was going to negotiate with Bo Corporation, so if they heard about what he learned from investing, they should feel more at ease about cooperating with his family.
“In truth, I've recently read an amazing book about investments, and it's known as Gold—”
When Su Ye heard the word “Gold”, her knife slipped, and a small piece of top-grade marbled steak flew out.
‘Isn't that the book I wrote when I was 12? It's an unfinished novel that I wrote after gathering many investment cases…'
When she remembered how amateurish her writing was at that time, she was amazed that there were still people who read it and called it an amazing book on investment.
Bo Yunli took a sip of red wine and discreetly cast a sideways glance at Su Ye.
“This book is no longer in publication. But if you would like it, I could bring it to you, Master Bo,” Qi Yu continued.
Then, he spent ten minutes talking about the investment methods he learned from the book. “… Just like that, I used 10,000 RMB as initial capital and earned 300,000 RMB in a week!”
“How much?” Su Ye showed a rare instant of excitement. “300,000?”
When Qi Yu heard her, he smiled smugly. “That's right.”
Rong Ruo felt really happy. After being embarrassed the whole day, she finally smiled. ‘And you say that you forgot about Qi Yu? Aren't you still shocked when you hear that Qi Yu has a talent for investing?'
Bo Zhan had clearly misunderstood Su Ye's reaction, and he tugged at her elbow before whispering, “Ye Ye, Yunli can earn much more than he does.”
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It sounded like he was worried that his soon-to-be daughter-in-law was going to be snatched away.
Su Ye answered him perfunctorily. No one knew what she was thinking about at that moment.
‘You read MY book, and you ONLY earned 300,000 RMB?
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‘That's humiliation! Utter humiliation!'
Chapter end
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