Chapter 4: Boyfriend's Phone

"Dad, are you talking about Bo Jinxiu, the heir of the Bo family, the richest family in the country?"

The old man nodded, "That's him."

Mr. Yan looked helpless. "This is too difficult. He's a prince in the capital; there's a vast difference between him and our Rongcheng. Besides, the Yan family and the Bo family are worlds apart in status. How can we possibly win his favor?"

Everyone knows that the Bo family is the richest in the nation.

With numerous branches and a complex lineage.

Bo Jinxiu is the late son of the Bo patriarch, chosen as the heir.

However, he is very low-key and has never appeared in public; the outside world doesn't even know what he looks like.

No one knows why the old man suddenly brought him up.

The old man continued, "The land for the Paradise Resort has already been purchased by the Bo family. According to inside information, the old patriarch has assigned Bo Jinxiu to oversee this project. If the Yan family can gain his favor, our chances of being chosen when he selects a construction company will greatly increase."

"Dad, this is unrealistic. There are so many people wanting to curry favor with the Bo family. If we rashly visit the capital, we might not even get to meet him."

"Who said we have to go to the capital? Bo Jinxiu is currently in Rongcheng and has been living here for three years."

Yan Feng frowned. "As a prince from the capital, it might make sense for him to come to Rongcheng to inspect the resort project, but how could he possibly settle here for three years?"

"Old Lady Bo is from Rongcheng and came here for medical treatment three years ago. Bo Jinxiu came along, but this is not something outsiders know. They have been living at the Lushan Manor in Rongcheng for the past three years."

Lushan Manor is a villa built on the hillside in the southern district, and there has long been speculation that its owner is a hidden rich man.

I didn't expect it to be an asset of the Bo family.

"Dad, how do you know this when outsiders don't?" Mrs. Yan couldn't help but ask.

"People didn't know before, but now everyone knows. Tomorrow is Old Lady Bo's seventieth birthday, and surprisingly, our Yan family has received two invitations."

"Not just the Bo family; all the prominent families in Rongcheng have received invitations. It seems that Old Lady Bo has been settled here for a long time and is willing to lower her stature and make connections."

"But in any case, this is an opportunity, and that's why I had A Feng return urgently."

With that, the old man took out two invitation cards.

"A Feng, Xiao You, you two will attend Old Lady Bo's birthday banquet tomorrow night. Prepare a nice gift and make sure to show yourselves in front of Bo Jinxiu. If you can find a way to speak to him, that would be even better."

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about work during dinner."

Mrs. Yan seized the opportunity to say, "I've already prepared the room. You two can sleep in the master bedroom tonight. Since you're back, it's time to have a child."

Jiang Ziyou originally had her own room in the Yan family.

After the wedding, she continued to live in her small room and hadn't moved into their shared bedroom.

"I have something to do tonight; I need to go out," Yan Feng said indifferently.

Mrs. Yan slammed her chopsticks on the table. "Going out? To find that vixen? If you leave Xiao You alone tonight, I'll have someone skin that vixen alive."

"Mom, don't be ridiculous."

"Just watch me."

Jiang Ziyou said nothing, sitting in her seat drinking bird's nest chicken soup while watching the drama unfold.

Honestly, it's impossible for her to fully let go.

After all, when she hit rock bottom, the two people she trusted most betrayed her deeply.

She had hated them and sought revenge.

But now, time had softened her heart.

At this moment, she could watch it all unfold like an outsider, intrigued.

She didn't even know when she had stepped out of her emotions.

However, she was still very curious about how far Yan Feng would go for Xia Ling.

In the bedroom.

The two exchanged silent glances.

Yan Feng was on the balcony making a call to Xia Ling.

After half an hour of coaxing, he could still occasionally hear her sobbing on the other end.

Yan Feng continued to comfort her patiently.

Jiang Ziyou couldn't help but think that during their relationship, he had never been this patient with her.

They were too familiar.

Familiar enough that when Yan Feng first tried to kiss her, she laughed at his reddening ears.

"Jiang Xiaoyou! What are you laughing at?" Young Yan Feng was annoyed.

"I was just thinking of that time in kindergarten when we went to get honeycombs, and you got stung by bees, your lips swelled up like a sausage. Your ears looked like Zhu Bajie."

Jiang Ziyou laughed until she nearly fell over, while Yan Feng was furious.

After that, he never tried to kiss her again.

After dating for two years, she hadn't even given away her first kiss.

It truly felt like a failure.

If she hadn't met that person, Jiang Ziyou would have lived to 23 without ever knowing what a kiss felt like.

The image of that person's stunning face flashed through her mind.

And how he kissed her with such passion.

He was like a reincarnated male fox spirit, enchanting her soul.

Jiang Ziyou laughed softly.

Just three hours after their breakup, she found herself missing him…

Jiang Ziyou picked up her phone.

She pulled up that person's number.

The contact was labeled "Little White Face."

Jiang Ziyou was surprised to find that after three years of sleeping together, she hadn't even asked for his real name.

It wasn't her fault.

After all, they only met at night, and each time it was straight to the point.

When feelings ran deep, they only called each other "baby" or "dear."

Suddenly, Jiang Ziyou felt like a bad person.

She had no idea who he really was.

While lost in thought, her phone suddenly vibrated.

And the display showed "Little White Face."

Jiang Ziyou hesitated for a few seconds before finally answering.

"It hasn't been long and you already miss me?"

Her voice was naturally charming, soft and sweet, making the listener's heart flutter.

There was silence on the other end for a moment.

Then a deep voice, with a hint of restraint, came through.

"Where are you now?"

"Home."

"Come to the Green Lawn Villa; I want to see you."

Jiang Ziyou lazily twirled her hair, her tone casual. "I can't. I told you, my husband is back, and I need to keep him company tonight."

"Jiang Ziyou, you're not allowed to sleep with him." The man's voice was clearly losing control.

"Alright, enough with the jokes. If you're not satisfied with the breakup fee, I can give you a storefront. With that, you won't need to work at the 'Black Horse Club' anymore."

"Jiang Ziyou, it's not about that. Do you even know who I am?"

"It doesn't matter who you are; it's over between us."

Compared to the man's anger, Jiang Ziyou's voice remained gentle, almost as if she were soothing a child.

At that moment, Yan Feng finally finished his call and entered the room from the balcony.

Jiang Ziyou purposely smiled sweetly, "Alright, my husband is here; you should sleep early."

The man on the other end shouted angrily, "Jiang Ziyou, you dare to hang up…"

Click!

The call was disconnected.

Jiang Ziyou also set her phone to Do Not Disturb and placed it upside down on the balcony.

Yan Feng glanced at her and frowned, "Whose call was that?"

Jiang Ziyou smiled, her eyes bright, "My boyfriend's."