Chapter 4 Clearing the Field

All eyes followed Bo Siyan's gaze, and when they landed on the quietly standing Ning Xia, who seemed to have no presence at all, everyone was stunned.

Had they heard it wrong? Bo Siyan hadn't come to propose to Ning Wei, but to Ning Xia?

Ning Xia had been doing her duty as an invisible presence. She hadn't expected to become the center of attention, let alone on such an explosive topic. Her beautiful, wide eyes grew round with shock, and she too was stunned.

What was happening? Why was she the one being proposed to?

Ning Xia's father took quite some time to find his voice again, stuttering uncertainly, "Bo... Young Master Bo, are you sure the person you want to propose to is not Weiwei, but Xiaoxia?"

The one who had saved him was Weiwei, after all. Moreover, Weiwei was beautiful, had a great figure, was gentle and considerate, well-educated, and a famous top-tier actress. She was his most pride-worthy daughter. Whereas Ning Xia... always with her black-framed glasses, T-shirt and jeans, and the things she did in the past, no matter how you looked at her, there didn't seem to be a single redeeming quality. Could it be... Young Master Bo's vision that was impaired?

"Do you have a problem with that?"

Bo Siyan glanced over at Ning Xia's father, his casual gaze fraught with dangerous undertones, causing Ning Xia's father to sweat profusely. He wiped his forehead while shaking his head, "No, no, no, none at all."

But Ning Wei did have a problem. She had been full of anticipation, waiting for Bo Siyan to come and propose to her. It was the logical step for her to marry into the Bo Family and become the Young Madam, leading a life of endless wealth and honor. But out of nowhere, a Cheng Yaojin—of all people, the least noticeable Ning Xia—had appeared!

Ning Wei bit her red lips, her eyes brimming with tears and filled with a look of grief, "Young Master Bo, why Xiaoxia... It was I who saved you."

"And besides, that day... was my first kiss."

Exactly, she too wanted to know why it was her. Why was she shot while lying down?

Ning Xia also looked earnestly towards Bo Siyan.

The beauty's tearful countenance was pitiful and stirring, enough to move hearts—not just men's, but even she, as a woman, could not help feeling a twinge of compassion.

Yet, Bo Siyan's face remained cold and indifferent, and the words that came out were just as ruthlessly sarcastic, "Who are you?"

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Ning Wei stood there, frozen. Her delicate features briefly contorted, her tears as if frozen in place.

The Young Master didn't recognize her??

If it hadn't been about her, Ning Xia would have genuinely wanted to applaud; Ning Wei's face had been metaphorically slapped, and Siyan, ever the bully, was now even more terrible and fearsome than when they were children.

But even now, her own situation wasn't looking good. Why had the bully chosen to target her?

Ning Xia's dark eyes whirled around before she finally mustered the courage, speaking up in a meek voice, "Bo, Young Master Bo, I also want to know, why me? We don't, don't know each other."

Although he had bullied her as a child, he had bullied many people, and it was unlikely he would remember her.

Bo Siyan's dark eyes landed on Ning Xia, his lips curving into a smile that wasn't quite a smile on his handsome face, "Are you sure we don't know each other?"

Huh...

The only intersection they had was the night she had saved him, but she had run off before he woke up, so he couldn't possibly know about it.

However, with everyone watching closely, this wasn't a good place to talk. Ning Xia boldly suggested, "Young Master Bo, can we talk somewhere else?"

"Sure," Bo Siyan replied without hesitation before adding, "Everyone out."