"Mrs. Bo, you really don't care about me."
Bo Jingyu reached out and turned Shen Ximan's little face towards him. "When doing something, you should have the right attitude. Look carefully before you wipe."
She felt as if steam was rising from the top of her head.
"Y-you let go of me! There's someone looking for you outside."
He let go and lifted his chin, signaling. "Get the clothes from the cabinet, the second layer."
Shen Ximan rubbed her pinched cheek and reluctantly opened the wardrobe. Inside was a neat row of black, white, and gray clothes.
"Where are the pants? There are only clothes on the second layer."
"Inside."
She already had an excellent figure. On closer look, one could see her curvy silhouette. Especially now when she bent over and stuck her head inside, even a man as self - controlled as Bo Jingyu couldn't help but swallow hard.
"I can't find them." Shen Ximan was inexplicably annoyed.
Instead of spending time directing her, couldn't he just come and look for them himself?
Bo Jingyu sighed silently and didn't answer. He quickly walked over.
"Couldn't you just... Ouch!"
She suddenly stood up without paying attention to her surroundings. First, she tripped over his feet, and then fell into his arms.
The two of them tumbled onto the bed in such an ambiguous position.
Thump, thump.
With her ear pressed against his chest, the sound of his heartbeat was very clear.
Especially the wet and warm touch of his skin made Shen Ximan lose herself for a moment, and her breathing became rapid.
"How long are you going to lie on me?" Bo Jingyu said helplessly.
"Ah! S-sorry."
She quickly got up and took a few steps back, with her head down, not daring to look up.
This was exactly what a large - scale embarrassing situation was like.
"From now on, you have to remember everything in this bedroom clearly, whether it's the placement or the angle of the items. I'll test you later." Bo Jingyu quickly put on his clothes and walked downstairs past her.
Shen Ximan stood there stunned for a full minute. The corner of her eye twitched as she mumbled, "The placement... and the angle? There are so many things in here. Who can remember them all?"
"Miss Shen, please have some tea."
"Thank you... When will Jingyu come down?" Shen Shiyu asked expectantly.
"The Second Madam said that the Second Young Master is still taking a shower. Please wait a while longer." Steward Qin maintained a dignified smile and slowly retreated with his head down.
Second Madam?!
She clenched her fists tightly. She didn't even feel the pain when her fingernails dug into her flesh.
This position should have belonged to her, and so should the man!
"What do you want to see me about?"
Bo Jingyu came downstairs. He had already seen her ever - changing micro - expressions and asked coldly.
"Woo... Wuuu!" Shen Shiyu's eyes welled up with tears when she saw him. "Jingyu, wuu Jingyu!"
"Get to the point." Irritation was already showing between his eyebrows.
"You must stand up for me. I'm so aggrieved. This anger has been stuck in my chest for a whole day!"
Bo Jingyu loosened the buttons on his collar. "What exactly happened?"
"I've always thought that the heir would be you! But Bo Siming forced me to meet with those directors privately and asked them to vote for him! I've had such a hard time. He even threatened me! He said that if I didn't do as he said, he would wipe out my whole family!"
"Oh? Did he really say that?"
Shen Shiyu nodded like a rattle. "Yes!"
"Then how do you explain these?" Bo Jingyu found the photos on his phone and casually threw them in front of her.
The photos showed her hugging and kissing Bo Siming, as well as entering and leaving the villa. Being exposed so nakedly was like having a layer of her skin peeled off. She wished she could just bang her head against the wall and die.
"You're not qualified to marry into a wealthy family. Since you're truly in love with my elder brother, serve him well until the end."
Bo Jingyu squinted his eyes. Every word was like an ice pick. "Don't come to the Bo family again, and don't try to find me. The Second Madam is petty and prone to jealousy."
After saying that, he walked expressionlessly into the kitchen. "Get her out of here within five minutes. Replace the carpet."
"Okay, Second Young Master." Steward Qin took the order and went to carry it out.
Opening the refrigerator, Bo Jingyu saw a cherry cake made in the afternoon. He hesitated for a few seconds but still took it out and went upstairs.
Shen Ximan was sitting cross - legged in the dressing room and didn't hear anyone come in at all. She was complaining carelessly.
"Is he out of his mind? So many pairs of shoes have similar brands and workmanship. How can I remember them all? And he's even setting a time limit. He's a brute!"
"Speaking ill of me behind my back?"
The sudden magnetic voice made Shen Ximan's shoulders tremble.
She quickly got up from the ground and pretended to be stupid with a smile. "Y-you're back... Um, I just finished memorizing the eighth pair of shoes."
Bo Jingyu was too lazy to argue. "Come over and have some cake."
Cake? Was he really being so kind?
She frowned and murmured to herself.
"If you don't want to eat, just stay in there."
He reminded her again and stood in front of the wardrobe changing into his pajamas.
Who wouldn't want to take a shortcut if they could?
Shen Ximan quickly trotted out and carefully examined the cake on the coffee table from every angle. There was nothing wrong with it, neither in shape nor smell.
Could it be... there was no poison?
Bo Jingyu rolled his eyes speechlessly. He shuffled over in his slippers, scooped up a bit of cream with a fork, and put it in his mouth. "I didn't poison it."
"… Oh."
Looking at her silly look, for some reason, his mischievous side came out again.
"Which row and which pair is the Ahairui shoe in?"
Shen Ximan froze. He really was going to test her!
"The second pair on the first row?"
He nodded in satisfaction, raising his eyebrows with a half - smile. "Then on which layer of the cabinet is the brand under Ahairui?"
This question was clearly out of scope! He didn't say anything about the sub - brands before he left. And in such a short time, how could she possibly remember everything?
This guy was deliberately provoking her.
Shen Ximan folded her arms slightly annoyed. "I don't remember! I don't know where it is. Do whatever you want with me."
"Fine, you said it."
She looked like she was mentally prepared, frowning tightly and keeping silent.
"Then this is mine." Bo Jingyu picked up the only two cherries on the cake and bit the stems between his teeth. He looked incredibly charming.
Shen Ximan watched him sitting leisurely under the floor lamp, quietly flipping through a magazine. Suddenly, she thought that this man might not be as ruthless and heartless as the outside world said. He clearly had a gentle side too.
But what she was most concerned about at the moment was the cake in front of her.
Cherries were the soul of the cake!
Meanwhile, in the South - North Villa.
"Boss, this is the evidence we've collected."
Bo Siming put down his crossed legs, took the materials, and stared at them intently. It turned out that those directors had had private meetings with Bo Jingyu a long time ago, and the number of meetings was quite large.
When had his strength become so powerful?
The plan that he thought was a sure - win was now all in vain.