His wish came true: he got into the company

Cui Hao was dumbfounded. She wasn't Bo Zhe's woman?? She was the wife of Bo Hanmo, the president of the Bo Group?? Wait, what was the name of the woman Bo Hanmo married again? Fang Yao?? Wasn't she supposed to be some village girl? Were village girls all this pretty now?

What frightened Cui Hao even more was that, while the others hadn't noticed his overt scheme, Fang Yao and Bo Hanmo had. He wasn't surprised that Bo Hanmo had caught on. After all, how could someone manage such a huge group without some brains?

What he hadn't expected was that Fang Yao, a village girl, had spotted it too—and put a stop to it.

"(￣(ω)￣)7

Assistant Fang separated the two squabbling men, hauled them over to their chairs, and sat them down. "The Young Madam asked you two to drink your tea and eat your snacks quietly."

Lu You and Bo Zhe nodded. Okay, we promise to be mute for the rest of the time, so please stop threatening us.

o(╥﹏╥)o

Assistant Fang retreated with a broad smile. As for the throat-slitting gesture he'd just made, he maintained that they'd seen it wrong.

'(*￣︶￣)

"Cui Hao, right?" Fang Yao tilted her head.

"Yes, Mrs. Fang... Mrs. Bo." Cui Hao held himself stiffly, like a soldier being inspected by his commanding officer.

Fang Yao frowned. "Um, why don't you stand up and help your godmother up before we talk?"

Cui Hao's face darkened. He was still on the floor. No wonder Fang Yao had been looking at him so strangely. He silently stood up, brushed off the dust, and struggled to lift his unconscious godmother.

He pressed beneath her nose, and Aunt Lin soon stirred awake, the handsome face of her godson coming into view.

Aunt Lin reached up to