Mrs. Bo Was Stripped of a Vest Again Today

Chapter 503: Who do you look down on? Slap!

When Xie Yuan was acquitted in court.

Almost everyone cheered.

Not only the official reporters and media, Ruan Su and others, but also some former colleagues who had good relations with Xie Yuan, all of them rushed over early because they were worried about Xie Yuan.

After exiting the door of the court, some media reporters who couldn't get in came rushing towards Xie Yuan and Bo Xingzhi.

"Excuse me, Mr. Xie, you were released in court, what do you think?"

"From a high position to a prisoner, what is your feeling?"

"In the future, you probably won't be the top leader of Jiangcheng anymore. If you become an ordinary person, you will feel disappointed?"

"How do your family and friends think of you?"

The voices of the reporters blasted towards Xie Yuan.

Bo Xingzhi frowned, his brows were cold.

That powerful aura seemed to have a mighty army. He glanced at these reporters coldly and said solemnly, "Please let me, my client will not accept any interviews."

The temperatureless voice immediately stunned everyone present.

So cold...

So ice...

At this time, they subconsciously looked at Bo Xingzhi, the man's face was cold, as if covered with a layer of frost, and he just glanced over.

It makes people shudder, and can't help but feel timid.

For a time, no one dared to speak again.

"Old thanks!"

At this moment, Mrs. Xie suddenly rushed past the crowd.

She wore a dark blue velvet suit with a pair of half-heeled shoes on her feet.

There is thin makeup on her face. Although she looks more well-dressed, she still can't hide the haggardness and thinness on her face.

It seemed that she had a very bad time during this period.

Her plane was late, and when she got off the plane and hurried over, she waited outside, and she waited anxiously.

Now that Xie Yuan came out with Bo Xingzhi intact, her uneasy heart finally fell to the ground.

She held Xie Yuan's hands with tears in her eyes, "Old Xie, you have suffered."

"Nothing, as long as our family is reunited." Xie Yuan chuckled and looked at Mrs. Xie. "Look, you are all thinner. Why are you so thin?"

"I'm not worried about you. I can't eat well, and I can't sleep."

Madam Xie did not open her eyes, but tears couldn't help falling from her eyes.

It's been too long, as if the family had been separated for a century.

This kind of taste is really uncomfortable, and I don't want to taste it again for the rest of my life.

"Mom, don't cry here. Dad was released without guilt. This is a happy event. Let's go and celebrate." Xie Jinyan also walked over and patted Mrs. Xie on the shoulder. "I made a reservation at Huaqing Mansion. In the box, let’s go to dinner and wash the dust for Dad. We also thank the official Azhi’s exoneration."

"Ayan, you are not bad at all." Madam Xie nodded, "Let's go."

They walked forward as a group, and the reporters never dared to huddle forward anymore. Under the strong pressure of Bo Xingzhi, they couldn't help but automatically divide a trail and watched them get on two black cars. The car, leaving the dust.

Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi rode in one car, and the Xie family rode in another car.

Xie Yuan was acquitted and released. Xie Jinyan was very happy and directly booked a few tables in Huaqing Mansion. He happily called some friends or brothers of Xie Yuan before, and it turned out...

Those who used to call Xie Yuan brothers and sisters turned down one by one.

Xie Jinyan was silent for a long time, with a hint of guilt in his voice, "Dad, I have to tell you something."

Xie Yuan heard his son's voice, and his expression was gentle, "What's the matter?"

Xie Jinyan didn't know what to say.

Mrs. Xie glanced sideways at him, "Your uncles and uncles, are they here?"

Only then did Xie Yuan know that his wife and son had called other people, and he mingled with so many people in the officialdom, and immediately understood his son's inconceivable words.

He is now declining and has no position. Even if he is not guilty and released, it is estimated that those people do not want to have a relationship with him anymore.

These are not important to him.

"Dad, there may not be anyone coming for today's dust washing feast, just our house and Azhi..."

Xie Yuan's eyes darkened, he smiled, and he understood his son's mind naturally.

He is now innocent, and his son wants to do a big deal to let everyone know that he is innocent.

It's just... these people have very thin eyelids now, and they refuse to show up.

"Dad, I was thinking that you finally came out, proved innocent, and wanted to have fun. As a result... many people said something was going on."

The more Xie Jinyan said, the more uncomfortable it became.

Xie Yuan didn't care about these imaginary things. He didn't take them to heart. "It's okay, isn't it a commonplace meal? Less people are more comfortable. I want to talk to my own people, and other people are not important."

Xie Jinyan sighed and said nothing.

Li Zhuoyan was also uncomfortable, and she comforted Xie Yuan in a low voice, "Goddaddy, I... I'll play the piano for you later, okay? What tune do you want to listen to?"

Her comfort was very clumsy, but both Mrs. Xie and Xie Yuan were very moved.

Knowing that she was kind to the Xie family from the bottom of her heart.

Madam Xie wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, "Yanyan is the best."

She held Xie Yuan's big hand again, "Old Xie, it's okay, no one will come, no one will come, let's eat by ourselves, and drink two more glasses later, to go unlucky."

Xie Jinyan bowed his head and sent a WeChat message to Bo Xing.

Ruan Su, who was sitting in another car, saw the man beside him let out a long sigh, leaning on the seat, she couldn't help asking, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing, it's just that Ayan called people to come over for dinner, not many people come. I'm wondering whether to call a few brothers from six places to come over and have fun."

Bo Xingzhi tilted his head back, and his face was full of depression.

This time Xie Yuan was released from prison, it was obvious that the Xie family wanted to let people in the capital know that the Xie family had not been overthrown! But now that no one is going to this dust-washing feast, then this dust-washing feast is meaningless.

He started to send WeChat and greeted several core members of the six offices.

Then he greeted some brothers he knew well.

The Xie family now has no position or position, Xie Jinyan has only one Xie Jinyan who has not yet embarked on official career. In the eyes of these people in the capital, it is estimated that the Xie family will be devastated from now on, and it will never be possible to make a comeback.

Although his son is the CEO of Bo’s, Bo’s still has the final say, so... these people probably think that eating this meal is a waste of time.

So all of them are looking for excuses to shirk.

Now they think that Xie Yuan is a dispensable person, and the Xie family will not rise again in the future.

"Heh--" A sneer glowed from the corners of Bo Xingzhi's lips.

He couldn't understand his brother's family being bullied. If these people don't come now, don't regret it when the time comes.

What Bo Xingzhi thought of, Ruan Su naturally thought of it.

She sat lazily in her seat and began to send WeChat to some people she knew well.

In fact, she doesn't like the excitement very much, but her sister and sister's husband's house holds a dust-washing banquet, so someone has to join her anyway, right?

No one is here to join in, who is it to look down upon?

She is upset!

There was an inexplicable anger in her chest, especially when she thought of Mrs. Xie's tears and her recently thin body shape, she became even more angry.

To look down on her sister and her brother-in-law is to look down on her!

She directly sent a WeChat account in the secret and great group.

Zero: [Huaqing Mansion at noon, who is free to have a meal together? 】

Lonely wind: [I, I, I! I go! 】

An Lin: [I just came to Beijing to do business, just got off the plane, and shared the address with me. 】

Big head: [Grass! Have an appointment again? I'm in country M! 】

Flying fish: [I'm still in the Middle East, I really want to go back! gas! 】

Ruan Su directly shared the address to the group, [waiting for you. 】

After sending it out, she called Ouyang Tian again, "Have a meal at Huaqing Mansion at noon, and my brother-in-law will wash the dust. My sister has also come and brought your mother. They used to be good girlfriends."

Both Ouyang Tian Songyan and Bo Xingzhi have met. The young master of Ouyang's family is also a well-known e-sports player.

When it was over, she called Lei Lao again, "Old guy, come over to Huaqing Mansion for a meal."

Before Lei Lao responded, she hung up the phone.

This was not enough, she started calling again, "Lu Yanchuan, come to Huaqing Mansion for a meal."

Lu Yanchuan and the others also know that the owner of that auction is a very well-connected person in Beijing.

But it was such a character who had to be called the boss when he ran in front of Ruan Su.

That's not enough. Ruan Su called again, "Qiao Yibai, are you in the capital? Ask you for a meal, will you come?"

Joe Yibai...

Why is this name so familiar?

Song Yan vaguely felt like he had heard it somewhere.

But I couldn't remember it for a while.

The calls were made one by one. After Qiao Yibai finished, there was another person named Chen Mingxing, from the Chen family?

Song Yan was dizzy.

How do you think Miss Ruan knows a lot of people in Beijing?

Song Yan was thinking about another thing. At any rate, their Song family also has a place in the capital, so he also sent a WeChat message to Mrs. Song, "Mom, come to Huaqing Mansion for dinner at noon, join in the fun. Yes, Miss Ruan, too. Yes. My master is also here."

Bo Xingzhi has been staring at Ruan Su silently, her head lowered slightly, and she has been looking through the phone address book, with a delicate and beautiful face and a sharp chin.

The temperament is extraordinarily cold, but how can it be an existence that people can't ignore.

*

At the door of Huaqing Mansion, brothers and sisters Yu Wenna and Yu Ziqing sat in a window position in the hall and looked at the door leisurely.

"Today is your birthday. Uncle invited a lot of celebrities over to celebrate. Why are you still unhappy?"

Yu Ziqing picked up the cup and took a sip.

Yu Wenna curled her lips, "It's like this year after year, eating, holding banquets, nothing new, I feel so boring."

Her eyes glanced at a pair of mothers and sons at the door who were greeting guests. After seeing the familiar faces, her whole body became a little stiff. There was a broken voice in the voice.

"Why is he here?"