The moment she heard this, Xia Sicai's expression in the room shifted from cloudy to sunny.
The owner of the voice was Bo Yi.
The door swung open quickly. He was dressed in a silver suit that matched perfectly with Xia Sicai. Last time, during the car race with Bo Yan, he had fractured his forearm, and in order not to affect his daily work, he had undergone surgery to insert a steel plate. Now, with the jacket on, one simply couldn't tell there was a wound underneath.
When Bo Yi first came in, he was unconsciously captivated by Xia Siyu, astounded for a moment. But very soon, his gaze shifted to Xia Sicai, and his smile broadened, "You're really here. The banquet is about to begin, let's go together."
Xia Sicai smiled too. Indeed, having chosen Bo Yi, she ought to let go of her feelings for Bo Yan. To her, Bo Yan was her uncle by marriage, her sister's husband, and also a competitor of both her and her husband.