Bo Jingyu's sharp eyes were like deadly weapons as he stared intently at Shen Ximan sitting on the bed, too afraid to look up.
"Who told you to go?"
"Steward Qin."
"Just because she told you to go, you did? You don't use your head."
Her temper flared up immediately. "Fine. Since you find me so annoying, please let me go quickly. And by the way, let's get a divorce."
Bo Jingyu's eyes grew even colder. "What did you say?"
"Divorce! Divorce! Can't you understand?"
He took a swift step forward, grabbed her by the neck. The killing intent in his voice sent an involuntary shiver down her spine.
"I won't allow anyone to trample on my reputation, not even you."
Shen Ximan never expected him to act so abnormally. "If you have the guts, just strangle me! You can lose your temper, but I can't?"
"The old man was right. You need someone to teach you etiquette."
Bo Jingyu pushed her shoulder forcefully. Before she could react, he grabbed both her wrists with one hand and held them above her head. His eyes were filled with a teasing charm.
"But I think I should teach you personally how to serve your husband."
"You! What are you going to do?"
"What do you think?"
Cold sweat broke out on Shen Ximan's forehead. No matter how she struggled, he managed to restrain her skillfully. She was completely immobilized.
The veil was flipped over her eyes due to her wriggling. The hideous scar on the side of her face caught Bo Jingyu's attention. Out of curiosity, he asked, "Answer my question and I'll let you go."
After a few seconds of silence, Shen Ximan finally gave in. "Ask."
"How did you get the scar on your face?"
Uncontrollable emotions welled up in her eyes. "I was naughty when I was a kid. I accidentally got it on the roadside."
"I don't believe it."
"If you don't believe it, why did you ask?"
Bo Jingyu let her go, kneeling on the bed on one knee. Looking down at her like an emperor looking at his servant, he said, "I know what you're planning. Your sister is being taken good care of by the servants. Don't worry."
"But you should also keep your promise."
Shen Ximan sat up and shrank back warily. "You're really a drama king. An Ruo has been in your custody for days. You haven't even given me a chance to see her. How dare you say that?"
He grabbed a pillow and threw it beside her, then lay down on the bed and closed his eyes. "I'll take you to see her when the time is right. My head hurts. Massage it for me."
It was just a form of coercion in disguise.
Shen Ximan didn't retort immediately. Instead, she calmed down and analyzed the situation. She knew that she had to yield when under someone else's roof.
She raised her slender hand and gently massaged Bo Jingyu's temples and forehead. In less than ten minutes, his breathing gradually became steady.
Without a doubt, his chiseled face was so handsome that people couldn't help but take a second look. Especially when he was completely defenseless, he looked extremely gentle, not cold at all.
Shen Ximan didn't even realize that she had slowly lowered her head and was carefully observing his eyelashes, which were so thick that even women would envy them.
Suddenly, his eyes opened, scaring her so much that her back stiffened.
"Stop your hands."
"Ah, sorry."
"Forget it." Bo Jingyu got up and straightened his tie. He noticed that the headache had significantly reduced. "Stay in the room as much as possible. Don't have any contact with the old man. If he asks you anything, just say you don't know. Got it?"
Shen Ximan nodded half - understanding.
She lay on the windowsill and watched his car drive away. Then she quickly locked the door from the inside, took out her phone, and made a call.
"Xiao Qi, send Qian Li's latest schedule to my email right now."
"Okay, General Manager Shen."
Her fingers danced on the keyboard. In just a few minutes, she had sorted out the information.
Qian Li was one of Bo Jingyu's most capable assistants. The order to take care of An Ruo was most likely given to him.
Sure enough, there was a video about ten seconds long in the materials.
But An Ruo in the video didn't seem to be afraid of them at all. She even seemed to be... smiling?
Shen Ximan was a bit stunned.
Bo Jingyu couldn't be that kind - hearted. She must have seen it wrong.
"General Manager Shen?"
She suppressed her suspicious emotions. "Send people to surround this area. Wait for me to find a chance to get out of the Bo family, and then execute the plan immediately."
Xiao Qi nodded calmly. "Understood."
Inside the company.
Bo Jingyu was holding a folder and discussing with the general manager in the lounge.
The employees below were all fascinated.
"Oh my god, I finally saw such a handsome view."
"Have you forgotten about the young master so soon?"
"Hey, it's just that you get bored after seeing the same thing for too long. You want something new."
Hearing the noise behind him, Bo Jingyu asked, "Which department are those people standing outside from?"
The general manager broke out in a cold sweat. "The after - sales service department."
"Transfer them to the sales department."
"Ah?"
He looked so intimidating with a straight face. "They're so talkative and like to gossip behind others' backs. Is there a problem with transferring them to the sales department?"
"No, no!" The general manager quickly accompanied a smile. "You really have a discerning eye. I'll go and give the order right away!"
Bo Siming, carrying a briefcase, happened to see this scene and sneered. "Sure enough, as the president of the Bo family, you're already exercising your privileges just after taking office?"
"I'm just handling business impartially." Bo Jingyu didn't even lift his eyes.
These four words were like a thorn in Bo Siming's heart. Every time he thought about them, he felt unbearable pain.
"Great! Handling business impartially!" Bo Siming stepped forward aggressively and vented in a voice that only they could hear. "You've already bribed those directors. Do you think I really don't know?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about."
Bo Jingyu half - opened his eyes, then walked past him and left.
If Bo Siming still had some doubts a few minutes ago, now he was 100% certain about the plan proposed by Shen Shiyu.
He didn't believe that Bo Jingyu would be indifferent to his woman's sister.
"Second Master, everything is normal."
Bo Jingyu was standing in front of the floor - to - ceiling window. Calmly, he said, "Tell Qian Li to be more vigilant. Don't put too much psychological pressure on that kid."
Ruo Chi nodded. "Do you have any other instructions?"
"Do you have any toy recommendations?"
"… What?"
He was holding a tablet and had been browsing for a long time without deciding which one to buy. "It must be boring for her to be locked up there."
Ruo Chi then realized. "We can handle these things."
"After all, she's that woman's sister. If I don't take good care of her, she'll come and blame me. It's better to be more careful." Bo Jingyu said patiently.
"But..."
He shifted his gaze to Qian Li not far away.
"Ruo Chi, why are you still on the phone? Come and help me!"
"Second Master, the trucks can't even carry all the things you've bought. The small villa has limited floors. How about putting them in the basement?"
"No. Just throw them in the basement after she gets tired of playing with them."
"…" Ruo Chi swallowed hard and took the order to convey it.
Qian Li was stunned on the spot. "I feel like my old back is going to break."