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

Bo Si laughed sarcastically, not expecting it would be Grandpa who delivered the heaviest blow, plunging her into an abyss of no return.

Fake, everything is fake. Relying on others really is not as good as relying on yourself!

That one simple sentence ensured that Bo Si would never again be part of the upper circle.

Old Mrs. Zhan was still not satisfied and continued speaking with a domineering attitude, as if she were the master of the Bo Family, “Don’t think that entering the Bo Family makes you one of them. Stop dreaming, you…”

The way she scolded was like a shrew cursing in the street, especially obvious in front of this crowd, as if they were people from two different social classes.

Not only Bo Si, even Mrs. Bo’s expression looked a bit off. This was her mother, wasn’t this slapping her in the face?

She walked over, took Old Mrs. Zhan’s hand, and whispered, “Mom, let’s go inside first, don’t block other people’s way here.”

“What, I can’t join in?” Old Mrs. Zhan retorted. She received a call saying there was excitement to watch here, and she came only because money was promised if things got lively.

Mrs. Bo felt a bit resentful, her face burning with embarrassment. Why couldn’t she listen to advice? Everything was going well, why cause trouble without any sense of occasion? But she had to admit that her old lady wasn’t wrong at all. She felt a bit of internal satisfaction, as it was hard to get along with that girl, always coaxing the old master until he was grinning. She really thought she was the Bo Family’s heiress, not knowing her limits or her place.

It was a rare moment when Tong Yan was on the same side as Mrs. Bo, feeling secretly pleased.

Those close rejoice, while those who hate suffer.

Mrs. Bo nodded, only able to offer comfort to stop her from saying more, not knowing how she endured, “I’ll find a seat for you, Mom. You’re tired from standing.”

Old Mrs. Zhan was placated and let her support her forward.

Leaving Bo Si standing there alone, that moment, she felt like a clown, being watched by everyone.

The crowd, having lost interest in the drama, withdrew their gazes, but those words left a deep impression on them after all.

Tong Yan sighed with regret. It ended so quickly, she hadn’t watched enough.

Just then, a gentle whisper came to her ear, “Baby, you’ll have more to watch in the future.”

Tong Yan paused, suddenly feeling that maybe it was him who called Old Mrs. Zhan over. Otherwise, why would she come here for no reason? It’s not easy to get into the Bo Family; there’s security at the entrance unless someone explicitly arranged it.

So, possibly, maybe, probably, it was definitely the movie star who called her.

Knowing Old Mrs. Zhan’s temperament and still bringing her here, wasn’t he afraid of chaos at his birthday banquet? Truly daring.

With questions in her mind, she directly asked them.

Bo Yimo’s lips curved into a smile, eyes tender like water, as if he could see the whole world, and he said indulgently, “Doesn’t baby like watching things like this?”

So, did he deliberately call her over?

Tong Yan was so moved she could almost cry. How could her movie star be so kind?

Not caring what happened at his birthday party, just for her sake.

How could she not understand that he was helping her vent because of Bo Si’s recent actions?

With someone like this by her side, she felt she could go against the world.

Bo Yimo’s eyebrows and eyes seemed drenched in a gentle mist, his chiseled face wore a faint smile, his whole demeanor becoming much gentler, completely different from the previous cold aloofness.

“Baby, when will you give yourself to me?”