Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

A few people slowly walked into the main venue of the banquet. After casually scanning the surroundings, they saw the eldest daughter of the He family sitting in a corner.

Bo Ling turned her head slightly and whispered softly in Fu Jiuyan's ear: "Master Jiu, are you ready?"

Fu Jiuyan's gaze quickly swept across every corner and finally landed on the eldest daughter of the He family. He nodded calmly.

However, unexpectedly, Bo Ling suddenly changed her direction. She hugged Tang Bufan tightly with both hands and whispered in her brother's ear, "Brother, watch out, the show is about to begin.

No matter what happens, you and Dad can't easily intervene. This is a matter between us and the He family!"

Tang Bufan's eyes were filled with complicated emotions, but he finally nodded, and then whispered in his sister's ear: "Okay, I understand."

However, their actions at this moment seemed particularly intimate to others.

Especially for the eldest daughter of the He family, seeing such a scene, the anger in her heart was instantly ignited.

After a brief exchange with Tang Bufan, Bo Ling turned and walked towards his father and mother.

At the same time, Fu Jiuyan was chatting casually with other wealthy people. He seemed nonchalant, but in fact he was secretly observing the movements around him.

At this time, Bo Ling was alone picking and choosing among many delicacies, looking for the food she liked.

However, the eldest daughter of the He family noticed her and quickly walked towards her, holding a glass of red wine in her hand. She seemed to follow Bo Ling's footsteps casually, but her tone was full of anger and coldness: "Brother Bufan is mine!

If you still have any self-awareness, leave this party immediately and stop pestering Brother Bufan! Everyone knows that you are approaching him in the name of his goddaughter.

After hearing what the eldest daughter of the He family said, Bo Ling raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a hint of irony, and responded softly, "Why don't we give it a try? If we both get into trouble at the same time, who will your extraordinary brother choose to help?"

At this moment, the eldest daughter of the He family heard Bo Ling's answer and her face turned red with anger. She raised the wine glass in her hand angrily and pointed it straight at Bo Ling, as if she was about to pour the red wine in the glass at the other party at any time.

Bo Ling cleverly seized this opportunity and pretended to accidentally bump into the wine glass in Miss He's hand.

At the same time, she gently tugged at the tablecloth next to which was placed a tower of wine glasses.

In an instant, the crisp sound of glass breaking was heard, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Just as everyone was looking at him in surrender, Bo Ling suddenly fell to the ground with a dull thud.

Everyone witnessed this scene, and what they saw was Miss He looking for trouble with Bo Ling.

At this moment, Tang's mother quickly walked over to Bo Ling and asked with concern, "Xixi, are you okay? Let me take you to change into a dress."

Bo Ling responded softly: "Mom, I'm fine, don't worry.

I can go by myself, you should go and keep dad company.

After all, Dad needs you by his side for such an important occasion tonight."

The guests around began to murmur, and someone asked in confusion, "Why is Miss He and Miss Bo having a quarrel?"

Another person echoed, "That's right, Miss He really went a bit too far this time."

Someone else noticed the wound on Bo Ling's hand and said distressedly: "Look, Miss Bo's hand was cut by the broken glass."

Some people even praised Bo Ling highly: "Mrs. Tang wanted to accompany her to change clothes, and Miss Bo also thought that the head of the Tang family couldn't be alone. She is really kind and considerate."

Hearing these words, the eldest daughter of the He family's face turned ashen in an instant.

She never expected that Bo Ling was so smart and made herself the target of public criticism.

Even though Bo Ling was injured, her steps were still steady and her expression was calm, as if she was not affected at all.

Her posture is elegant, and every movement is full of confidence and charm, which makes people respect her.

However, seeing all this, Miss He's resentment became even more unbearable.

She widened her eyes and stared at Bo Ling fiercely, with flames of anger flashing in her eyes, as if she wanted to devour the person in front of her.

But Bo Ling didn't care about it at all. She just glanced at Miss He lightly, her eyes revealing a determination and calmness.

She seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of scene, and she did not take other people's hostility and provocation to heart.

Miss He's anger grew more and more intense. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, as if only in this way could she suppress the surging emotions in her heart.

Her face flushed red and her breathing became rapid. It was obvious that she had lost her mind due to anger.

However, Bo Ling seemed increasingly calm and composed. A faint smile always hung on her face, as warm as a spring breeze.

Her every move exudes a unique temperament that makes people fall in love with her.

At this time, Fu Jiuyan secretly gave Bo Ling a look and nodded slightly, indicating that everything was ready.

Bo Ling understood what he meant. She turned around gracefully and walked towards the locker room with light steps.

Bo Ling walked into the locker room and gently closed the door, isolating herself from the outside noise.

The whole space instantly fell silent, leaving only the sound of her breathing. She stood there quietly, enjoying the moment of peace.

At the same time, Miss He also walked into the dressing room. Her steps were a little hurried, as if she couldn't wait to settle the score with Bo Ling.

There was a ferocious smile on her face and a cunning gleam in her eyes.

At this moment, the big screen of the banquet suddenly broadcast the scene of the locker room, and the originally bustling banquet hall suddenly fell silent.

Everyone opened their mouths in surprise, looking at the scene on the screen, at a loss for a moment.

Bo Ling sat in front of the screen with a smile on her face, gracefully fixing her delicate makeup in an orderly manner.

Every movement she made seemed so calm and unhurried, as if the noise from the outside world had nothing to do with her.

In contrast, Miss He on the side had completely lost her usual dignity and calmness. Her face was full of anger and her emotions were almost out of control.

"Bo Ling! Didn't you hear what I just said to you?"

Miss He lowered her voice and roared. Her voice was almost spitting fire, and her eyes were fixed on Bo Ling, full of resentment and jealousy.

"Brother Bufan is mine! If you know what's good for you, get out of this party right now."

Stop trying to pester Brother Bufan. Everyone knows you're just trying to get close to him in the name of his goddaughter!"

Miss He continued to roar, her voice echoing in the empty hall.

However, facing Miss He's aggressiveness, Bo Ling remained unmoved, not even raising his head. He just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a contemptuous smile.