Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

”Grandpa.”

Bo Yimo walked in slowly from outside, his brows and eyes shrouded in mist, as distant as green hills, very clear, very elegant.

Old Master Bo saw him and softened his expression, ”You still remember to come back? I thought you had forgotten about this old man.”

Bo Yimo glanced at Xiao Yi, ”If I didn’t come, wouldn’t it turn into a sad, deep love affair?”

Xiao Yi lowered his head even more.

Young Master, Miss Tong really has nothing to do with him!

He is innocent!

Old Master Bo frowned, ”What nonsense are you talking about?”

Bo Yimo met Old Master Bo’s gaze, and spoke directly, ”Grandpa, what are you dissatisfied with about her?”

She was, without a doubt, Tong Yan.

Little Nine was shocked.

No wonder he’s the Young Master, so direct.

In the Bo Family, only the eldest and second young masters dared to defy the old master.

Old Master Bo’s mind was as clear as a mirror, but he still played dumb, ”What ’her’ are you talking about?”

Bo Yimo spoke calmly, ”Your grandson’s wife.”

Old Master Bo: ...

This grandson really is shameless sometimes.

”You already have a wife? Which family’s girl? The Li Family or the Dong Family? That girl from the Dong Family is out of the question, her temperament isn’t good, she’s not suitable for you.”

It seemed the old master didn’t want to admit it.

Bo Yimo’s cold gaze grew even deeper under the light, ”Grandpa, you’re getting more confused as you age.”

The others: ...

Young Master, you’re truly something else for the Young Madam!

Impressively bold!

Young Master, you can do it!

Old Master Bo was furious and slammed the table as he stood up, ”Who are you calling senile!”

Bo Yimo didn’t answer, the answer was obvious.

His silence made Old Master Bo even angrier.

Compared to the furious Old Master, Bo Yimo remained calm, his figure tall and his expression indifferent, appearing even more composed.

Old Master Bo was so angry he couldn’t speak, ”You, you, you!”

Mrs. Bo happened to come back from playing mahjong, and seeing the scene, said, ”Little Mo, whatever it is, talk it out slowly, don’t upset your grandpa.”

Old Master Bo gave her a glance, usually unreliable, unable to present herself, but crucially useful and handy.

Bo Yimo: ”Grandpa, she is your only granddaughter-in-law.”

The straightforwardness was practically a bare-faced threat, almost saying even if you’re unhappy, you have to be happy, there’s only one granddaughter-in-law, challenge it again and he’ll remain single for life.

Old Master Bo, extremely angry, chuckled, ”Little Mo, she doesn’t suit you, her family background doesn’t match yours...”

Bo Yimo opened his mouth calmly, ”Grandpa, grandma’s family background wasn’t as good as hers.”

At that time, wasn’t grandma pursued stirring up the whole city?

Old Master Bo was at a loss, ”Her temperament isn’t good either, reckless...”

”Grandma’s temperament was much more straightforward than hers.”

Saying straightforward is still being modest, she was a heroic woman of her time, just like a man.

Old Master Bo wouldn’t give up, ”Eats too much.”

”I can afford it.”

Old Master Bo was stumped, ”You’re just trying to oppose me, comparing to your grandma, does she measure up! Back then, your grandma risked her life to save me, single-handedly pulling me out from the enemy’s midst, at that time your grandma almost became the enemy’s...”

”I won’t let her fall into danger.” Bo Yimo’s cold voice came, ”So, Grandpa, it’s you who are too weak.”

Xiao Yi and Little Nine: ...

Feeling deep admiration for the Young Master from the bottom of their hearts.

Daring to call the old master weak, probably only the old madam apart from the second young master would dare.

The old master was left stinging from the resounding slap to his face.

The air became suddenly stagnant, terrifyingly so, and no one dared to make a sound.