Find a Pretty Boy and Nip It in the Bud

Bo Hanmo's mouth twitched. He hadn't expected Fang Yao to be thinking that. Thank goodness it hadn't worked. At least he now knew how to deal with her.

Bo Hanmo glanced at Fang Yao. She was trying desperately to suppress a smile, her eyes sparkling.

For the sake of the money, Fang Yao decided to put off finding a pretty boy. She happily counted her little fortune in her head. (๑＞︶＜๑)

Chen Qing was cursing up a storm inside, but her face was all smiles. "A-Mo, you haven't formally introduced Miss Fang. Aren't you going to introduce us to each other?"

Chen Qing had put special emphasis on "each other." Another woman might have stormed out on the spot, but Fang Yao knew the whole story.

Fang Yao flicked a glance at her, then looked away as if nothing had happened.

That one glance made Chen Qing think Fang Yao looked down on her.

An orphan dared look down on me?

Chen Qing smiled. She was about to slip in a veiled insult when someone beat her to it.

"Miss Chen, do you not understand plain speech? My little sister already told you: this is our sister-in-law, our big brother's wife." Seeing that their grandfather was fine, Bo Zhe straightened his collar and walked over. He stood between the two women and looked at Chen Qing with contempt.

This vicious woman wants to join our family? Does she think I don't get a say?

Compared with Chen Qing, Fang Yao was better by miles. Bo Zhe would much rather have Fang Yao join the family.

Besides, he wasn't ready to die. Bo Zhe hovered attentively at Fang Yao's side.

Chen Qing's face darkened as she watched Bo Zhe massage Fang Yao's shoulders and arms with an ingratiating expression. In her head, she cursed him over and over.

"A-Zhe, you and your sister should stop fooling around. You have to consider what your big brother wants. You can't make decisions for him."

Covering her bruised eye, Bo Miao said through gritted teeth, "Qingqing, we're not making decisions for our big brother. He said it himself. We wanted to go have fun with our sister-in-law, but he was afraid we'd be too enthusiastic and wouldn't even let us bother her."

Bullshit. You weren't trying to have fun with me! You were trying to put me in my place.

Hearing Bo Miao's shameless words, Fang Yao rolled her eyes inwardly again.

Bo Hanmo heard Fang Yao's thoughts and looked away in embarrassment.

Chen Qing could no longer keep smiling. She lowered her head, revealing a vicious expression. What the hell is wrong with that damned Bo Miao?

It took a while before Chen Qing raised her head again, a gentle smile back on her face.

She smoothed her hair and said casually, "If A-Mo's happy, I'm happy. A-Miao, I just remembered I have something to do, so I'll head back. Grandpa Bo, I'll come see you later."

Chen Qing hurried toward the door, but still stopped when she passed Old Master Bo.

Old Master Bo waved a hand. "Good girl. If you have things to do, go on. This old man is fine."

Chen Qing nodded. The moment she stepped out of the Bo Family home, her gentle expression vanished. She turned and glared at the house.

"Damned woman. Don't think I can't deal with you just because you've married into the family. Bo Hanmo is mine."

"And Bo Zhe and the others—once I drive that woman out and marry in, you'll be first on my list."

"None of you in the Bo Family will escape my grasp. Hmph."

Chen Qing left with a cold laugh. When her mother saw her return, she stood up. "Sweetheart, why are you back? Weren't you going to find out what was happening? How did it go?"

Chen Qing flung the scarf in her hand onto the sofa, then angrily picked up a glass of water from the coffee table and drank.

Seeing her daughter's anger, Chen Qing's mother frowned. It seemed things had not gone well.

"Mom, they brought that woman home."

Chen Qing's mother smiled and patted her hand. "Sweetheart, you're not someone who loses her composure. If you want to achieve great things, don't waste your thoughts on people who don't matter. I believe in you."

Those words soothed Chen Qing. Her mother was right. Why was she getting angry over someone who didn't matter?

"Achoo." Fang Yao rubbed her nose. Who was talking about her?

"Since there's nothing else, I'm leaving. Let's never meet again." Fang Yao waved and made a dashing exit.

Fang Yao looked at the wall of people blocking her path, then turned with her arms crossed and stared at everyone expressionlessly.

"Ah-Yao, I hope you don't mind me calling you that—it feels more affectionate. It's your first visit, and Grandma doesn't have much to give you. Don't turn your nose up at this tacky red envelope."

Now that they knew what Fang Yao liked, things were much easier. If there was one thing their family had plenty of, it was money. If necessary, they could withdraw some cash from the bank tomorrow and keep it at home to tempt this granddaughter-in-law.

The housekeeper read the text message several times before confirming that Old Master Bo hadn't sent it by mistake.

A direct hit. Fang Yao's expression nearly crumbled. Her eyes kept darting toward the red envelope. She coughed, reminding herself not to fall for it.

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Seeing Fang Yao waver, Old Madam Bo shot the others a look. What are you all waiting for? Get in there.

Bo Miao had followed when she saw her grandmother pulling out red paper. One look at what her grandmother was doing, and it had clicked. She had wrapped an envelope too, so when her grandmother gave the signal, she was the first to step forward.

"Sister-in-law, this is a little gift from your sister-in-law. I hope you'll accept it."

Fang Yao stared at the second red envelope and swallowed. (¯﹃¯) The others noticed too and all held out the hastily made, rather crude red envelopes they had prepared.

"What are you doing? I'm not that shallow. I won't..."

Good heavens, I want them so badly! No, I can't be bought. Aaaah, this is so frustrating! What could hurt more than watching my little fortune slip away right before my eyes?

This is heartbreaking. (ಥ﹏ಥ)

Come on, talk me into it~~~

The drawn-out plea nearly made Bo Hanmo and the others laugh. Their sister-in-law was so easy to read; everything showed on her face. Bo Zhe turned away to laugh, then turned back once he was done.

O(∩_∩)O Haha~

What do we do with a granddaughter-in-law who's obsessed with money? The two Bo elders gave their eldest grandson a sympathetic glance, then crowded around Fang Yao.

"Sweetheart, take them. They're welcome gifts."

"I shouldn't. I'm not part of your family, so accepting welcome gifts wouldn't be right."

"Says who? Don't mind your younger brother and sister. They're just brats—what do they know? You're the only granddaughter-in-law Grandma acknowledges."

"Well..."

Fang Yao was on the verge of losing herself in Old Madam Bo's sweet talk when the word "granddaughter-in-law" snapped her awake.

Who wants to be that man's wife when he's doomed to die young? I don't want to be widowed so young. Thank goodness I came to my senses.

Tsk!

???? Did I just hear someone click their tongue???

They had almost succeeded. Hearing Fang Yao's thoughts, the Bo Family members composed their faces, surrounded her, and took turns coaxing her with sweet words.

Bo Hanmo raised an eyebrow.

It seemed Fang Yao would be hard to win over. Still... Bo Hanmo crossed one leg over the other and watched her struggle amid the crowd, a smile tugging at his lips. He looked at her like a hunter eyeing his prey.

No one had ever escaped his grasp.

A sudden chill ran through Fang Yao. Which scoundrel is plotting against me? She looked around and met Bo Hanmo's eyes.