The Fu family had hosted the banquet.
Normally, Bo Lin would never have attended an event like this in person.
But he had just dealt with Fu Ruan the night before.
Bo Lin did not want things with the old man at home to become too strained at this juncture.
Only the old man's relentless barrage of phone calls had brought him here.
In any case, it was not time to settle accounts yet.
Shu Yao's expression was calm, but his restless fingers still betrayed his state of mind.
Bo Lin spared him only a glance, then suddenly thought of something.
"You're a clever man, President Bo. The explosion was all a misunderstanding. A chance encounter is better than a planned meeting, and it's terribly dull here. Shall we go somewhere and sit down?"
The Poulton Family Head's expression returned to normal, as though the earlier tension between the two men had been an illusion.
Shu Yao was startled. He wanted to say something but did not dare interrupt.
The seemingly amiable old man before him was even more terrifying than Candy, who had orchestrated the explosion.
"Of course."
Bo Lin had been planning to leave anyway.
After taking two steps, he stopped again.
The Poulton Family Head raised an eyebrow slightly, shifting his gaze toward Shu Yao.
Shu Yao shuddered in alarm and immediately said in a trembling voice, "I'll leave right now."
With that, he hurried toward the elevator in a blind panic.
Bo Lin lowered his eyes. The Poulton Family Head spoke unconcernedly. "What would you like to drink tonight, President Bo? Red wine? Tea? Coffee?"
"Or would you prefer a cocktail? I hear that pretty young friend of yours is a charming bartender."
"It's a shame he's taken time off recently. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here