Jian Wei Ning frowned, "Wan Ci, this matter..."

At this moment, her phone rang. This was undoubtedly a lifesaver in this situation!

She walked two steps away to answer the phone, and after a moment she quickly returned to Shen Wanci's face. "Wanci, I'm sorry, today's matter was my fault. The painting was indeed problematic because of me."

Shen Wanci was puzzled as to why Jian Weining changed her tune after taking a phone call. She saw her open the speakerphone on her phone: “Repeat what you just said to me.”

On the phone, Tao Qingyi's voice came: "Anning, I'm sorry, after I spilled water on it, I immediately wiped it dry. I wanted to tell you, but then I got busy with other things and forgot. Is that painting important?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Wanci raised an eyebrow, "That's quite a coincidence, just now Miss Jian and I were talking about this, and Tao Jingji's phone call came in."

What's said between the lines, everyone can understand.

"Miss Shen, this is my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame me. It has nothing to do with Anning."

"Well, let's just leave it at that."

Since Tao Qingyi took responsibility, she didn't need to hold on any longer. Jian Weining's face was already ruined today; if she continued to pester him, she would only make Jian Weining appear weaker and garner sympathy.

Apparently, Jian Weining hadn't reacted yet when she saw Shen Wanci taking Jiang Yajue's hand and leaving to greet guests.

Thus, a play that wasn't quite a farce came to an end.

Bo Jingzhou was watching the two women, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, chatting and laughing. Just as he was about to walk towards them, his peripheral vision caught Nie YuCheng's gaze... it seemed to be fixed on Shen WanCi.

He stopped in his tracks, “What’s the matter, regretting it?”

Nie Yucheng came to his senses, his eyes puzzled. "Regret what?"

"Regretting that you agreed to be with her when she first approached you."

Hearing the jealousy in the man's words, Nie Yuchen let out a low chuckle. It was rare to hear Bo Jingzhou speak to him like this.

Nie Yucheng came with a bit of playful spirit and joked, "What you say is true. If I had considered it back then, maybe she would be Mrs. Nie now, wouldn't she?"

Bao Jingzhou looked at him. Nie Yu Cheng's expression seemed normal, yet there was something subtly different about him.

His gaze fell, landing on Nie Yu Cheng's wristwatch half-concealed within his sleeve. Thinking of something, Bo Jingzhou suddenly smiled: "Speaking of which, I have to thank this watch."

Nie Yucheng glanced at his watch. "What's wrong with this watch?"

He took it down and studied it carefully. Besides the price tag, there was nothing special about it.

And coincidentally, Shen Wanci, who was passing by, overheard the conversation between the two. Especially the word "sibling," which instantly changed her face!

She quickly loosened her grip on Jiang YaZhu, rushing towards Bo JingZhou. In her hurry and high heels, she almost ran into the man's arms —

Bo Jingzhou had no time to prepare, instinctively wrapping his arms around her waist to keep her from losing her balance.

"Today is Mom's birthday party, how can you let the two of us women go drinking and socializing?"

When Shen Wanci spoke, tilting her head back, the breath laced with alcohol fell on Bo Jingzhou's jaw.

He lowered his head slightly, and he could see the woman's moist and rosy lips. Her eyes were glistening, especially alluring under the light.

Before he could respond, Shen Wanci took his arm and pulled him away without a word.

From other people's perspectives, it seems like the wife is acting cute and endearing towards her husband, who indulges and pampers her.

But the actual situation is...

Bo Jingzhou's arm was about to be bruised by Shen Wanci!

This is still the feeling through two layers of clothes, you can imagine how much force she used.

"If you dare mention the watch again, I'll have a word with you."

She turned her face, out of sight from others, gritting her teeth as she hissed vicious words at him!

Bo Jingzhou narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing that he remained silent, Shen Wanci assumed her threat had worked and grew even more confident: "Did you hear?"

"Mrs. Bo," the man's low voice held a subtle rasp, "the powder on your face got onto me."

Shen Wanci was startled and quickly took a step back, retreating from Bo Jingzhou's embrace.

She had fair and good skin, so the makeup artist only applied a thin layer of foundation to her. However, Jingzhou was wearing a black suit today, and even a slight white smudge would be very noticeable.

Shen Wanci fell silent for a few seconds, transforming the threat into sincere advice: "If you want to remarry in the future, just shut your mouth now. Making a scene will only make you look worse and lose more face. I'm not from a prestigious family."

“I have money, who dares to say a bad word about me?”

Then Bo Jingzhou said another thing that Shen Wanci couldn't refute, and it was extremely annoying: "As for remarrying, you should worry about yourself more. You are poor and have nothing left, and you might even be old and faded."

At this moment, Shen Wanci felt like she was having a heart attack from anger. She couldn't even utter a word for a long time.

Bo Jingzhou didn't continue to argue, he just glanced at Nie Yucheng who was still standing there chatting with people, "Don't you really want me to bring that up again?"

"Hmph," the woman grunted from her throat.

Then kiss me.

Shen Wanci raised her head in surprise, her eyes widening. She saw Bo Jingzhou looking at her with his eyes downcast. His handsome face was even more sharp and angular under the light.

Bo Jingzhou felt a little uncomfortable under her gaze, his lip corner pressed down. "Don't think too much, Mom is watching us, just put on a show."

Shen Wanci turned her head and met Jiang Yazhu's smiling eyes...

Well, he's a natural actor, always aware of the 'camera'.

After a few seconds of silence, Shen Wanci tiptoed. Bo Jingzhou's hand remained hollowly around her waist. As the woman rose on her toes, the soft fabric brushed against his palm, bringing an unusual tingling sensation that raced from his palm all the way to his heart.

As she drew closer, a soft, sweet fragrance wafted into her nostrils.

Shen Wanci didn't kiss his lips, but instead brushed against his face, bringing her lips to his ear, her voice laced with provocation: "You're daydreaming."

Bo Jingzhou didn't expect that Shen Wanci, who he thought was well-mannered and refined, would say such vulgar and common words. His face suddenly darkened, and just as he was about to lecture her, Shen Wanci took several steps back.

That attitude could be described as quite disdainful, "I'm going to keep my mother company."

After he was done playing, he wanted to leave?

Bo Jingzhou wouldn't let her get her way. He reached out and pulled her back into his arms, kissing her lips without hesitation.

But after all, it was a public place, so he didn't go too far, just a light kiss, "Thinking about poop, huh?"

This is a piece of cake.

Shen Wanci froze, she felt like this dog was scolding her!

"Jīngzhōu…"

Jian Weining's voice came, jarring and filled with a disbelief that trembled in every syllable. It was as if she had seen something shocking, something beyond comprehension.

To know, Bo Jingzhou has always been modest and polite. Not to mention kissing in public, even holding hands is something he wouldn't do. He is also very gentlemanly and distant in private.

Now that I think about it, the only intimate act she and he shared during their two years together was holding arms. That was all.

Shen Wanci was still angry that Bo Jingzhou had taken advantage of her, but when she saw Jian Weining, her mood instantly improved. She even reached out and put her arms around the man's neck, kissing him again!

Her kiss wasn't a mere touch; her nimble tongue traced over his tightly pressed lips, attempting to pry open his teeth...