Chapter 021: Women's Clothing

Overall, Old Tang seemed convinced that Wang Bo was Ma You's brother, wanting to keep Wang Bo here to meet Ma You tomorrow morning and conduct a verification.

After all, his daughter had been taken by Wang Bo. If Wang Bo wasn't Ma You's brother, wouldn't he have suffered a huge loss?

He not only failed to steal the chicken but also lost the rice—he practically lost his own daughter as well.

So he absolutely could not let Wang Bo leave, and kept trying to retain him.

And Wang Bo wasn't the kind of scumbag who would deny knowing someone after sleeping with them. If Old Tang and Tang Xin weren't father and daughter, but a pair of honeytrap swindlers, Wang Bo could have left with a clear conscience.

But the problem was, he had it wrong.

So faced with Old Tang's warm insistence that he stay, Wang Bo really couldn't bring himself to leave.

In the time that followed, while Tang Xin was asleep, Old Man Tang kept asking Wang Bo about Wanming's childhood, especially where Wanming's foster mother had found him and what the circumstances were when she found him.

It was clear that this Old Man Tang was now desperately trying to determine whether Wang Bo was really Ma You's brother.

If so, then it proves that his painstaking efforts were not in vain.

Although the daughter did not marry Ma You, marrying his younger brother was also good, and by helping the Ma family find their long-lost son, she naturally earned their gratitude.

In that case, wouldn't the two families be doubly bound by marriage?

If Wang Bo were not Ma You's younger brother, and everything were merely a misunderstanding... then he probably would not be able to bear such a shock.

After all, he was old and could not withstand great storms.

For this very reason, he kept asking about Wanming's childhood.

Wang Bo answered each of these questions one by one.

Old Tang grew happier and more excited with each question, because based on Wang Bo's answers, he was ninety percent certain that Wang Bo was Ma You's younger brother.

Next, the only thing left was a verification. If nothing unexpected happened, his marriage alliance with the Ma family was as good as settled.

I've made it, I've made it. I really think I'm going to make it big this time.

Old Man Tang was overjoyed, his gaze toward Wang Bo growing more and more affectionate, as if he were looking at the landlord's foolish son. Wang Bo felt quite helpless about this.

Around noon, Tang Xin, who had been tossed about several times, finally woke up.

The glaring sunlight spilled in through the window, shining on her face, which still bore a faint blush amidst its allure. Tang Xin had to raise her hand to block the sunlight from her eyes.

In the shadow of her arm, Tang Xin opened her eyes.

The memories before falling asleep surged in like a tide, and in an instant, Tang Xin's delicate face flushed crimson, even the roots of her ears turning red.

For a moment, she was so shy that she even wanted to let out an earth-shattering scream.

But fortunately, she reacted in time and covered her mouth the moment she opened it.

At last, no embarrassing cry was let out.

But deep down in Tang Xin's heart, she had already let out a hysterical scream.

Aaaaah... How shameful, utterly shameful, how improper, utterly improper—how could I have been so muddled as to let a man I'd just met take me to bed?

Where is your reserve, the reserve unique to you as a woman!

Tang Xin wanted to grab hold of herself from a few hours ago and give her a good scolding—screaming like that was just too embarrassing.

After a long while, Tang Xin finally calmed down. But as she recalled Wang Bo's perfect physique—as strong as steel and seemingly imbued with immense power—the blush that had barely subsided rushed to her face once more.

And so, after agonizing countless times in the room, Tang Xin finally calmed down completely. When she wanted to change clothes, she realized that there were no women's clothes in the room at all.

And her clothes from earlier seemed to still be in the bathroom, already soaked through with water, completely unwearable.

Having no other choice, Tang Xin had to pick up the room phone and call the hotel's service desk, ordering a set of women's clothes from them.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The receptionist, as always, responded to Tang Xin with a warm voice, and within just half an hour, she purchased a set of high-end clothes suitable for Tang Xin's size and delivered them to the designated room.

Ding-dong!

Wang Bo had heard the commotion in the room upstairs when Tang Xin woke up, and naturally he also heard the phone call she made.

So he knew very well who was standing at the door of the hotel room.

So he quickly got up and opened the door, taking the women's clothing that the hotel attendant had brought up.

But just then, the door of the adjacent room opened, and Barbara walked out. Dressed in a black women's suit, Barbara immediately spotted the women's clothing in Wang Bo's hands.

"Boss?" Barbara looked at Wang Bo with a puzzled expression, then at the women's clothing in his hand. "Boss, what are you..."

"What happened?"

Old Tang came out and asked, puzzled.

Barbara looked at Wang Bo, then at the women's clothing in his hand, then at Old Tang who had come out of the room. For some reason, she suddenly fell into deep thought.

Wang Bo: ...I can explain.

Barbara nodded awkwardly yet politely, as if about to say something, but finally left with, "I'll get to work now, boss."

They walked away without looking back.

Old Tang watched Barbara's graceful and elegant retreating figure. The beautiful suit she wore not only outlined her alluring figure but also gave her an air of sophistication, like a fashionable, mature beauty.

"Who is this woman, and why does she call you boss?"

Wang Bo opened his mouth, then said helplessly, 'My secretary.'

"You have a secretary? I thought you were an orphan."

"That's right, but I unexpectedly came into a small fortune and made tens of millions of dollars." Wang Bo did not hide his net worth.

Old Tang grabbed Wang Bo's shoulder. "How much did you just say?"

"Tens of millions."

"US dollars? Or Hong Kong dollars."

"US dollars."

"Good son-in-law!!!" Old Tang's eyes lit up at once. Several tens of millions of US dollars converted into Hong Kong dollars would be several hundred million, which was definitely a huge sum of money.

Even he himself did not have that much money, otherwise he would not have curried favor with the Ma family, wanting to send his own daughter over.

Now hearing that Wang Bo had several hundred million Hong Kong dollars, Old Tang's heart, which had been in suspense, immediately relaxed.

Even if Wang Bo were not Ma You's brother now, he would not worry about selling his daughter at a loss.

At least these hundreds of millions of Hong Kong dollars were enough for him to do many things.

This is not to say that Old Tang was dazzled by money, but rather... well, Wang Bo felt he couldn't keep up the pretense; in his eyes, Old Tang was indeed a man dazzled by money.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have sacrificed his daughter's happiness, using her to seduce Ma You, hoping to make the rice cooked—that is, to make the fait accompli.