From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 665: 345 Fragrance of Heart (Third Watch of the Night)

Bai Weining, due to her relationship with Bo Lianye, has always referred to Liu Xiangyue as Uncle Liu.

Doesn’t that make her of lower rank than Liu Muxue?

It seemed Liu Muxue also realised this and chuckled, “Dear niece, call me aunt for once.”

Bai Weining was a bit embarrassed.

Li Qingyao reluctantly said, “Okay, Xiao Xue, stop teasing Ms. Bai.”

“I’m not joking with her. Isn’t she good friends with Bo Lianye? Bo Lianye respectfully calls me aunt whenever she sees me. If she doesn’t, then she better not brag about her close relationship with Bo Lianye outside.”

Liu Muxue laughed heartily at the sight of Bai Weining’s furious face.

Don’t think she was oblivious to the gossip on the internet. Bai Weining’s marketing with Qu Feitai included repeated attempts to belittle Ming Jing.

How far could she possibly get by becoming best friends with Bo Lianye, that little innocent girl? Birds of a feather, it is.

Of course, Bai Weining thought the same way.

Being good friends with Ming Jing, they indeed had a lot in common, including their detestable faces.

Ye Lan was in awe. Ms. Liu was indeed formidable, not only was she quick-tempered, but her background was also intimidating.

At that moment, Madam Ye stood up, “We have been chatting for quite a while, let’s go out and walk about.”

Ye Lan came over and followed Madam Ye outside.

Liu Muxue, Madam Li and Li Qingyao also left.

Guo Han patted Bai Weining’s hand and pulled her to go outside.

Yang Yan was the last to leave, nudging Gao Jia and whispering, “Did you hear that? This Dr. Bo is indeed an outstanding man. If you don’t want your father to arrange a marriage for you, you should seize this opportunity.”

Gao Jia was annoyed, “Mom, Dr. Bo is almost forty, about the same age as you. You’re not embarrassed, but I am.”

To her surprise, Yang Yan chuckled. “What do you know? If you could marry into the Bo family, not only the socialites in Jiangzhou, but even those in Jingzhou would envy you to death. Furthermore, older men know how to cherish their loved ones more than the immature youngsters do. Trust me, I know more than you do. Forget about Jiang Jinchen, his mother, Madam Jiang, is not easy to deal with. If you marry into that family, you’ll be at her mercy. Do you think Jiang Jinchen would dare to defy his mother for you? Dr. Bo, on the other hand, wouldn’t. Therefore, listen to your mother, you won’t go wrong.”

Gao Jia was mortified. Her mother’s proposal of marrying a nearly forty-year-old man was ludicrous. Even the man’s exceptional medical talent and influential family background couldn’t offset the fact that he could be a nearly bald, middle-aged uncle.

However, when Bai Weining pointed to a man in a crisp suit among a sea of people, Gao Jia noticed he was not fat and had tall, straight posture. The suit fit him flawlessly; enhancing his noble demeanor.

He was not bald, his thick black hair was meticulously groomed.

He was standing under a chandelier, his handsome features appeared god-given. His eyes, brows, lips, nose, everything was perfect. His high nose bridge gave his face a three-dimensional look. His clean jawline, below a long neck, was accompanied by a prominent Adam’s apple.

Though handsome he was, his looks were not effeminate. Instead, his sharp eyebrows gave him an extremely handsome look.

There’s an old saying: “He who drinks morning dew of magnolia and feasts on the falling petals of autumn chrysanthemums is as radiant as jade and transcendent.”

This man had the eyes of cold stars, brows like sharp swords, mature and stable in demeanor. His actions were reflective of the noble upbringing of a wealthy family and the multifaceted ability of a social elite.

In between his casual conversations, he didn’t know how many hearts he had captured.

Gao Jia was dumbfounded, “Is that Dr. Bo?”

He didn’t look his age at all, anyone would believe it if you said he was in his early twenties.

Yang Yan was even more satisfied, “A good man like him is hard to find, even with a lantern.”

The socialites of Jiangzhou are in for a treat.

Ye Lan and Li Qingyao were also shocked. Ye Lan grabbed Madam Ye’s arm. Madam Ye winced in pain, turned to glance at Ye Lan, and seeing her gawking at Dr. Bo, she understood.

Looking around at the socialites, all were eager and restless.

Though Dr. Bo seemed ideal, her daughter might not be capable of handling him.

Li Qingyao whispered in Liu Muxue’s ear, “Is he really almost forty? He looks incredibly well-preserved.”

“God is biased.” Liu Muxue said.

“He is incredibly handsome, why hasn’t he married yet? This is unbelievable.”

With his background, career, and looks, it’s hard to find fault in him. He is the perfect man. It’s hard to believe a man like him is still single almost at forty. Aren’t his family worried? There must be something wrong with this Dr. Bo.