Chapter 321: Mask Kiss (1)
"Yes, thank you Grandpa. ”
Bo Yan replied quite calmly. He also said: "Today is grandpa's 80th birthday, don't be angry." I've never regretted being an actor. It's my profession and it's what I'm pursuing. ”
While speaking, Xia Siyu had already changed into high heels and pressed the elevator door. Bo Yan looked up calmly: "I'll get into the elevator right away, I'll be there later." ”
When I hung up the phone, I could still hear the sound of my grandfather blowing his beard and glaring over there.
Bo Yan understands his grandfather, if he empathizes and stands in his grandfather's point of view, the younger son is dead, and although the eldest son has mediocre qualifications, he is in the prime of life. Although the youngest grandson is intelligent, he has no father, no mother, and no one to guide him. The eldest grandson is a little worse, but he has been working hard to support the Bo family. No matter which way you look at it, he will choose the side of his eldest grandson to inherit Boshi.
Grandpa is not bad at him, but under the dominance of this kind of thinking, he will pay more attention to Bo Yi and ignore him. As long as Bo Yi makes a little achievement, there will be a bunch of people around him to praise him.
And he has nothing.
But it didn't matter, he had found what he was looking for anyway. False fame and company can't hinder his footsteps.
The two entered the elevator together, and when the elevator went down, the two were silent. Xia Siyu was looking at him from the metal reflection of the elevator door, he was standing straight, his shirt was tightly buttoned, and his hairstyle was meticulously combed, so he couldn't see any emotion.
But Bo Yan, although he is usually cold, never speaks so politely, and he speaks so politely, which shows that he actually cares a little in his heart.
What he cares about is not that his grandfather gave Bo Shi to Bo Yi, but that it is unfair.
Children under the fence will be more or less sensitive. Just like her, although her mother gave her plenty of love, and her father also loved her, she sometimes spent more time with Xia Ju'an and Xia Siwei than her father here.
After getting off the elevator, Xiao Tang hadn't come yet, Bo Yan stood at the elevator entrance, and suddenly asked her, "Do you want to come with me to buy a birthday gift for grandpa?"
Xia Siyu was stunned for a moment, and nodded for a long time: "Okay." ”
Maybe it was because of this "sympathy", or maybe it was the tradition of respecting the old and loving the young, she did not refuse Bo Yan's request.
Bo Yan didn't ask Song Fengzhi to pick him up, he drove by himself.
Bo Yan didn't drive the Maybach he usually sits, but found a low-key Audi and let her sit in the passenger seat. Xia Siyu was riding in his car for the first time, and he was a little unaccustomed to it.
When they were dating, they were still studying, and in college, Xia Siyu wore a small vest, and no one knew that she was the daughter of the Xia family. Bo Yan has always been low-key, and never shows off outside as a child of the Bo family. The two of them basically rely on walking, communication basically relies on roaring, and public security basically relies on dogs. Occasionally, when I go out, I take the bus and subway, and I don't even take a taxi.
When they reunited later, she was already the top of the black and red everywhere, and he was the young master of the Bo family who had just entered the industry. She has long had a driver and an assistant, and there is no shortage of services for him on his side. After getting married, they sit separately, because they are celebrities, it is inconvenient to go shopping every day, let alone travel together. Even if you go to a family dinner, you have your own car and have nothing to do with each other.
It was recently that this shameless thing was pasted up, and she was soft-hearted, so she let him approach all the way.
But to go shopping, that is to say, to go shopping. As soon as the two of them appear in the mall, will this place be paralyzed in an instant?