"You two, have you been up to something bad behind my back?" Shen Yuliang frowned and fixed his sharp eyes on them.
"Come on, what could it be? That bitch just slipped on the stairs and fell, hitting her head. Mom and I already called the doctor. She's fine," Shen Shiyu said, pretending to be relaxed as she ate.
"Right, she's still sleeping," Yang Wan chimed in.
"As long as she's okay. If anything happened to her, I'd have to take care of her," he said, running his tongue along his teeth before continuing to eat.
After attending the follow - up reception of the ribbon - cutting ceremony, Bo Jingyu returned to the hotel and glanced at his phone screen. There were no call records or text messages.
That woman had Ruo Chi with her. Nothing should go wrong.
Even though he thought so, his hand moved faster than his mind and he dialed the number.
Beep... beep... beep...
The phone rang for a long time but no one answered.
"Is she full and asleep?" he murmured to himself.
Buzz. His phone vibrated with a new message.
"I'm taking a shower. It wasn't convenient to answer just now."
Bo Jingyu immediately frowned and replied.
"Where are you?"
"At the villa."
He suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed firmly on those words.
The person who sent this reply wasn't her!
Without hesitation, Bo Jingyu called Ruo Chi. The call was quickly answered. "Where's the second mistress?"
"… She's at the mansion with the third young miss."
"What did the old master do? Tell me the truth!"
Ruo Chi was silent for a while, then complained indignantly, "The old master summoned the second mistress to the mansion early in the morning and forced her to sign a divorce agreement. Then she was driven out and taken to the Shen family!"
"How long ago was she sent back?"
"She was sent there this morning."
Bo Jingyu glanced at his wristwatch. It was 2:17 a.m.
It was too late to book a flight now. The earliest he could leave would be in an hour or two, and he wasn't sure if Shen Ximan was safe at the moment.
Judging from Shen Shiyu's previous actions, the Shen family definitely treated her badly.
"You go and rest first. I'll go to the Shen family to get her back with you tomorrow morning."
Ruo Chi was taken aback. "Weren't you supposed to come back the day after tomorrow?"
"I finished things earlier. I'm worried about the company."
Ruo Chi covered his mouth and snickered. "Okay, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."
After hanging up the phone, Ruo Chi kicked his legs under the covers, ecstatic like a lovestruck girl. "Worried about the company? What a lame excuse. Why not just say he's worried about the second mistress! Such a hypocrite."
The next morning.
Shen Shiyu brought breakfast to visit Bo Siming.
"How do you feel today?"
He glanced at her impatiently. "Why are you here again?"
"If I don't come to see you, who will? Here, have some porridge."
"I don't like it."
"Just one mouthful. Try it!"
For some reason, Bo Siming felt an inexplicable annoyance whenever he saw her clingy behavior. "I've already said I won't eat. Can you stop it!"
He swept the things in front of him to the ground, scalding Shen Shiyu's back of the hand.
"You! What's wrong with you, Siming? I've noticed that your attitude towards me has changed since you recovered from your illness!"
Bo Siming was extremely irritated. "Call someone to clean this up. It smells so sticky and disgusting!"
She was on the verge of tears. "You're so hurtful!"
Just as she was about to rush out of the door, the phone in her pants pocket started buzzing.
She took it out, glanced at the note, and hung up directly. Then she replied to the message in a hurry, still sobbing occasionally.
Just as Bo Siming was about to tell her to get out, he caught a glimpse of the phone in her hand. It seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it for a moment.
"Whose phone is that?"
Shen Shiyu said with a sob, looking aggrieved. "That bitch's."
"How did you get her phone?"
She wiped away her tears and told him everything honestly.
"I asked my dad to call your grandpa yesterday. That bitch was forced to sign a divorce agreement and sent back to my home."
"She was so arrogant and challenged me yesterday, but then she fell down the stairs and hit her head. She's still unconscious."
Shen Shiyu waved the phone, stopped crying, and lifted her chin. "I was worried she might play some tricks, so I stole it. Smart, right?"
Bo Siming paused for a moment, then suddenly smiled gently.
"You're really smart, my Yu'er."
"You were so mean to me just now! You knocked over the porridge I bought with so much effort. It's the first time I've ever gone out to buy something myself," she pouted and coquetted.
He grabbed Shen Shiyu's arm, lifted the hand that had been scalded just now, and gently blew on it. "I have a bad temper when I wake up. You should know that best. You'll forgive me, right?"
"You're so annoying. You always sweet - talk me." Although she said so, she was overjoyed inside.
"Then if you don't like it, I won't say it anymore?"
"Come on, I was just complaining."
Bo Siming was too lazy to deal with her and simply said, "Give me the phone."
"What do you want it for?" She obediently handed it over.
"Don't ask."
Bo Siming fiddled with the phone for a long time. Apart from the first speed - dial number being Bo Jingyu's, there was nothing else worth noticing.
"Why doesn't she have any contacts?"
Shen Shiyu couldn't help but curl her lips. "With that ugly face of hers, who do you think would socialize with her? And she's so introverted. She hardly ever talked to us at home before. It's normal for her not to have any contacts."
He always felt that Shen Ximan was not simple, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.
Buzz. The phone vibrated again. It was a message from Bo Jingyu.
"I'm coming back by plane tomorrow. I miss you."
Bo Siming got goosebumps. "So disgusting?"
"I didn't expect your younger brother to really fall for that bitch. My fingers have been sore from typing since last night. I've been replying to messages non - stop," Shen Shiyu said, rubbing her thumb.
"Since he said he's coming back tomorrow, we should prepare. Transfer Shen Ximan to the mansion where I live tonight."
"Why? She was sent back by the old master. The basement is the perfect place for her! Do you like her?"
Facing Shen Shiyu's neurotic suspicion, he laughed helplessly. "I'm just using her to force Bo Jingyu. What are you thinking?"
"When will you marry me?"
One problem was gone, but another came.
This was exactly why Bo Siming disliked her.
He even had this strange thought that "if only she were half as smart as Shen Ximan."
"After you help me get the inheritance, I'll give you a grand wedding that no one in the country can match."
Shen Shiyu excitedly threw herself into his arms. "I love you so much!"
The two people who seemed to be in love on the surface actually had their own agendas.
One was thinking about how to live a wealthy life in the second half of her life, while the other was thinking about how to possess someone else's woman.
Inside the basement of the Shen family.
Shen Ximan paced back and forth in the room, calculating the time. The family doctor should be here soon.