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

So, his way of handling things isn’t malicious at all.

The bodyguards didn’t speak; having followed Brother Jiu for so long, they naturally understood his thoughts to some extent.

Though he usually joked and laughed with them, at crucial moments, he never hesitated. He was firm and would never act without reason.

After a moment of consideration, the bodyguards replied in unison, “Yes, Brother Jiu.”

The group began to move.

Little Nine watched from the side.

…

Sister-in-law Wang searched around the courtyard but couldn’t find Bo Si, so she returned to report to Old Master Bo, “Master, we’ve searched everywhere except the rooms, but we couldn’t find anyone.”

In the rooms, as servants, they couldn’t just go in without permission.

Time had dragged on, and no one had been found. Naturally, Old Master Bo was furious, not considering the situation properly. “Search every room for me! We must find her.”

Mrs. Bo handed him a cup of tea, “Dad, have some tea to calm down. Sisi definitely hasn’t gone far. She might be tired and fell asleep in some room.”

Inside, she was exceedingly pleased, wishing for Old Master Bo to get even angrier. That way, the bratty child would be rejected—indeed, a great outcome.

At this moment, Tong Yan walked in.

Instantly, everyone’s gaze fell upon her, with a flicker of amazement in their eyes.

They seemed to feel that no matter what clothes she wore, she could always showcase them in a unique style, always stunning.

Because of her excellent proportions—a live model’s figure—and her pretty face, her attire never went wrong.

She was a true beauty.

Mrs. Bo approached with feigned courtesy, speaking very gently, making Tong Yan shiver uneasily.

Honestly, they clearly had grudges. When she targeted her, her hair stood on end—there’s definitely something amiss when something unusual occurs.

That’s hardly the issue; Mrs. Bo even grabbed her hand and started talking, “Yanyan, you and Sisi went out one after the other; you should have encountered each other. Did you see her?”

Tong Yan, being remarkably clever, immediately picked up on the undertone of her words.

Was she insinuating that she hid Bo Si?

No wonder she approached to grab her hand—clearly not harboring good intentions.

Tong Yan tightly gripped Mrs. Bo with her other hand, face full of urgency, “Sisi’s gone missing? When did this happen? We should hurry and find her. Aunt Bo, why are you still here? Aren’t you worried?”

She exerted significant force, causing Mrs. Bo pain. Just as she wanted to curse, upon hearing her words, she couldn’t help but want to curse even more.

The little brat, she’s indeed full of tricks—how vile!

Clearly setting a trap for her to jump into.

Should she admit or not admit it?

Admitting she’s worried, but if worried, why was she still leisurely here? Yet, if she didn’t admit it, wouldn’t it show she’s unconcerned about this foster daughter, leading to possible rumors afterward?

Mrs. Bo glared at her fiercely; Tong Yan returned an innocent look, not forgetting to continue, “Aunt Bo, please let go of me. You just wait here. Once I heard Sisi was missing, I couldn’t wait to go find her.”

At this moment, Mrs. Bo wanted to hit her.

Just then, Sister-in-law Wang stumbled in, seemingly having gone through a big shock, her expression somewhat odd. She went over to Old Master Bo, hesitated a few times, then quietly said, “Master, Miss Sisi has been found.”