Maternal Auntie Wen nearly wanted to laugh.
The word "dumb" was too generous to describe Bo Yichen.
However, considering he called her "Grandma Wen," she was willing to humor the fool.
"When your grandpa wakes up tomorrow and you're sober, talk to him properly about how well you've done in the company all these years and that you deserve a promotion."
Bo Yichen's eyes lit up, "You also recognize my ability?"
Maternal Auntie Wen wasn't so blind as to be hypocritical, and she wouldn't easily respond, "You still need to use your strength to prove it to your grandpa."
Bo Yichen snorted, "It would be great if Bo Yanching wasn't around. If they have me, why do they need him? Grandpa is confused now, but in time, he'll definitely realize who's truly devoted to him."
Maternal Auntie Wen's eyes darkened.
Devotion?
Who couldn't put on a show of it?
And yet, Elder Bo was set on leaving all the inheritance to the least devoted, Bo Yanching.
