"No need."

Bo Jingchuan withdrew his hand and responded lightly.

"I've said I'll trust her. Investigating again now would be like slapping myself in the face."

"But that doesn't necessarily mean all the rumors are false..."

Yusong couldn't help but say more. He never expected Mr. Bo to be so blindly devoted to a woman.

Bo Jingchuan stood up, walked to the window, his tall figure slightly turned, watching the black car slowly stopping downstairs, the corners of his lips faintly hooking.

"As long as I want to believe, even falsehoods can become truth."

His low, mellow voice was indifferent, but Yusong could discern the domineering and arrogant air of superiority within.

His heart trembled. He wasn't unfamiliar with this side of Mr. Bo; during every decisive business meeting, Mr. Bo always charted a new course in adversity, displaying unwavering confidence and determination.

However, that was only in business.

He had never seen Mr. Bo act like this towards a woman before!

But just because of Bo Jingchuan's words, Shen Fanxing had become half a master in Yusong's heart.

The reason was simple: he always believed—

Whatever Mr. Bo favored, he would possess.

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In any case, she would eventually become his mistress. Why bother worrying about this?

"You go downstairs and tell the manager that we're not doing business today."

"Yes!"

Without any hesitation at Bo Jingchuan's sudden command, Yusong responded and left the private room.

Outside Ruyixuan, the driver rolled down the window, revealing Jiang Rongrong's serious face. Shen Defan and Yang Liwei sat on either side, all looking towards the facade of Ruyixuan.

The servant sitting in the passenger seat got out of the car and went to get a queue number.

"This shop is really popular. It's a pity the owner doesn't think about opening another branch."

"That's the uniqueness of this place. Each chef's cooking is different. Even if they make the same dish, the taste varies significantly. Opening a branch will eventually tarnish the brand!"

Jiang Rongrong said, feeling some doubts herself. She had heard of the prosperity of Ruyixuan when she was young. Decades had passed, and there was still no branch.

Not doing such a profitable business was just being too stubborn.

It seemed that there were far fewer people here today than usual. After so many futile attempts, it seemed that today, thanks to Qianrou's blessing, they could finally enjoy a good meal.

However, at this moment, she saw the servant responsible for queuing for numbers being directly stopped before reaching the machine to get a number.

Jiang Rongrong's brows furrowed instantly.

After living for so many years, if she couldn't see that this was intentional, then she might as well have lived in vain.

More obvious was that the person behind her family was able to smoothly take a number and queue up!

"What do they mean by this?" Yang Liwei was also surprised. "Why is it so obvious that they're only targeting us?"

Obviously, the servant responsible for queuing also noticed this and was arguing with them.

Jiang Rongrong squinted her eyes and stared ahead. Before long, she saw the servant return with a sullen expression.

"What's going on?" Jiang Rongrong asked in a deep voice.

"The old lady, the people in the shop said they're not doing business today."

"Nonsense! Just now, there were people behind you who could still take numbers after you! Why were you singled out and not allowed to take one?!"

Seeing Jiang Rongrong's darkening face, Yang Liwei beside her sternly reprimanded.

The servant felt wronged and confused.

"I'll go down and see!"