Chapter 1033: Chapter 1024: New Year (6)
After they finished speaking, objections indeed ca from the other side. The first to speak was Bo Yi, who let out a light snort: “So busy, aren’t we? Even on New Year’s Day, you must head to work. And now, at the reunion dinner, you still manage to keep all the parents waiting.”
Bo Yi had beco conceited. After all, he was already in the company’s core circle. Although Grandpa hadn’t explicitly said it, it was essentially certain that Bo Yan would no longer compete with him for the company. Unless sothing unexpected happened, Bosch would belong to his father—and eventually to him.
In the past, he might have still played the role of the elder brother, saying a few pleasant words. But now, since he had secured a total victory and Bo Yan was already out of the ga, why bother pretending to be virtuous?
Bo Qiliu imdiately scolded her son, “It’s New Year’s. What are you saying? You’re the elder brother—don’t you even understand basic decorum?”
Though she was reprimanding him, her face was beaming with a smile.
Her words implicitly chastised Bo Yan for being “insensible.”
Bo Yan said nothing. The truth was, he couldn’t be bothered to argue with these two. What they held so dear wasn’t worth a penny to him. Besides, what exactly did they have to feel so smug about? The company wasn’t built by them, nor had they expanded it. All they did was fixate on the company’s valuation, and even managed to incur losses. How dare they flaunt their achievents in front of him?
But while Bo Yan was indifferent, Xia Siyu couldn’t tolerate this humiliation. Her husband was hers to criticize and scold—who the hell were they to pick on him? Did they even ask for her opinion first?
“Exactly, Bo Yan and I are just running a small business, working ourselves to the bone every day, and barely managing to net a profit of around 100 million a year. We pale in comparison to Uncle and Big Brother, who are holding onto Bosch. I heard one of your subsidiaries posted a loss last year—what was it, twelve or thirteen hundred million? So bad that they were on the verge of being delisted, right? A loss of more than a billion… Bo Yan and I would have to save every penny and toil for over a decade to make that up. Yeah, when it cos to competence, no doubt about it, you guys win hands down. Bo Yan and I are simply not in the sa league.”
Surprised? Xia Siyu knew about this, after all. In fact, she only learned it because Bo Yan had short-sold that very subsidiary last year. When the subsidiary was exposed for financial fraud and project failures, he ruthlessly crashed the stock and made a sizable profit. At the ti, Bo Yan didn’t care if it was his family’s company—after all, it wasn’t under his jurisdiction. The money he earned went into his film ventures. Why not?
“You!—” Bo Yi hadn’t expected this. In the past, Xia Siyu and Bo Yan were purely in a comrcial marriage, with no real affection between them. Even when they appeared together, their attempts to feign intimacy seed forced. Since there was no love, she wouldn’t usually speak up to defend Bo Yan against their teasing and jealousy.
But this was the first ti Xia Siyu openly and unequivocally stood by her husband. And she did so in front of the entire family!
His mood soured instantly. Sure, last year had been a blunder, but he had been duped by the financial departnt. How was he supposed to know those parasites were draining the company and fabricating accounts to pin the bla on him? He didn’t even pocket a single cent!
Bo Yi remarked, “Oh, no, no, I wouldn’t dare say so. But I did hear that Sister-in-law has a rather… colorful life. A wide and varied social circle. Last year, one particular month, there were even several scandals in the tabloids. As the older brother, I must say, I’m quite concerned about the two of you.”
Oh, so now he was trying to sow discord in their marriage? Bo Yan furrowed his brows and was just about to retort, but Xia Siyu simply smiled and said, “Oh, yes, it was indeed colorful. And one of those rumored scandal partners? Isn’t he sitting here just fine? Right, Big Brother?”
With her words, Xia Siyu smiled sweetly and glanced at Xia Ju’an, who was sitting nearby.
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