Bo Jingyu stared at the message on the screen. His hand tightened around his phone until his fingertips turned white, and he even trembled slightly with barely - contained anger.
"Are you not having breakfast?"
Shen Ximan came out of the next - door room and saw his door wide open. He was frowning and staring blankly at his phone.
"I have no appetite."
After saying that, he grabbed the coat hanging on the chair and rushed out.
Before she could even call out to him, he was out of sight.
"Manman! Manman!"
Village Head Zhong rushed in, staggering with heavy steps and sweating profusely.
"Hurry, find a place to hide. Or I'll ask Zhong Qiang to drive you to the city!"
Shen Ximan was holding an egg and hadn't even taken a bite.
"What's going on?"
"Old Shen and his eldest daughter are coming to the village! They've been wailing all the way, saying it's all your fault that they're in this mess, and something about being locked up in the hospital."
Village Head Zhong grabbed her wrist. "Anyway, come with me first!"
"What about Bo Jingyu? He just went out."
"I'll definitely contact him after I've settled you down!"
Just like that, Shen Ximan was dragged onto a truck.
Zhong Qiang was the village head's nephew, a close - knit family member. The village head felt completely at ease entrusting her to him.
"Manman, Grandpa will definitely get justice for you."
After saying that, the truck started.
"Zhong Qiang, let me out! I know Shen Shiyu well. She won't stop until she turns Huazhi Village upside down!"
Shen Ximan was extremely panicked.
"Precisely because you've done nothing wrong, you can't let her see you! Otherwise, all the efforts others have made for you will be in vain."
He drove steadily, afraid of any mishaps. This feeling of being "hunted" made her feel extremely uncomfortable.
Even in the face of public opinion or baseless accusations, Shen Ximan could actually accept them all. But the only thing she couldn't accept at the moment was that the people around her who cared about her might get hurt or criticized because of her. She would feel guilty for the rest of her life.
Before she could say anything else, the back of the truck was suddenly rammed.
The truck's front end crashed into a stone bridge and was precariously bearing the weight.
Under the bridge was a slow - flowing stream, exactly the place where Shen Ximan and Shen Shiyu had their argument the other day. Unexpectedly, after all the twists and turns, they were back at the starting point of the incident.
"Shen Ximan, it's me."
She recognized that lazy and casual voice.
"If you come back with me obediently now, I'll let you off lightly," Bo Siming said through a megaphone, squinting his eyes. "If you go against me, I won't show any mercy."
"Ximan! You can't go back!" Zhong Qiang's back was soaked with sweat. It was obvious that he was forcing himself to be calm.
But even in this dangerous moment, he was still thinking about her. This wasn't Shen Ximan's style.
She shouldn't let the people around her take responsibility for her actions. First it was Bo Jingyu, and then the village head and Zhong Qiang.
"Thank you. You've protected me like this on our first meeting."
Shen Ximan looked at him with a grateful smile.
"No, you can't go back!"
He grabbed the steering wheel tightly with both hands and didn't dare to relax for a moment.
But if he let go to pull Shen Ximan now, they would both fall into the stream, and there wouldn't be enough time at this speed.
"Listen to me, Zhong Qiang. Reverse the truck."
"Ximan!" He roared to stop her.
"Reverse!" This was Shen Ximan's last bit of stubbornness.
Maybe Xue Xiaoqi was right. She should have taken action earlier. Bo Siming watched as the truck in the distance reversed. He kept a cold and expressionless face and wasn't at all surprised by her action.
Because this was an inevitable thing, something he had expected.
"What do you want to do?"
Shen Ximan walked up to him and asked tiredly.
"Come back to the mansion with me. Grandpa is looking for you."
"I have nothing to do with the Bo family anymore."
Bo Siming sneered. "Still trying to lie to me?"
He held his phone in one hand and had the other in his pocket, looking very nonchalant.
"What did I lie to you about?" Shen Ximan knew exactly what he was talking about but refused to admit it.
"You and Bo Jingyu aren't divorced, right? You were just using me to see him. I just want to ask, why the hell should I be dragged into your lovers' quarrel?"
The phone in his hand showed that the call was still in progress.
"You've also done some annoying things. Let's just call it even."
Bo Siming looked at the face that made him so angry that he didn't know what to do. He gritted his back teeth in annoyance.
"Since you're not divorced, then come back to the mansion with me."
Shen Ximan walked forward and plopped down on the front of the car. She was no longer panicked and at a loss but instead looked as calm as if she were having an ordinary conversation.
"No, I'll wait for my husband to pick me up."
The call Bo Siming made was exactly to Bo Jingyu.
He originally wanted to force Shen Ximan to say something heart - breaking to stimulate Bo Jingyu, but unexpectedly, he ended up shooting himself in the foot.
He got a mouthful of dog food. Bo Jingyu hooked his lips and hung up the phone satisfactorily.
"Village Head, may I borrow your electric motorcycle?"
"Um, can you ride it?" Village Head Zhong looked at him in a daze.
"I'll learn now."
"..."
A young master who was used to being chauffeured around suddenly said he wanted to ride an electric motorcycle and learn on the spot.
This made Village Head Zhong a bit worried.
If anything happened to him, he would be in big trouble.
"Give me the keys. Hurry." Bo Jingyu was too impatient to comfort him and urged anxiously.
Watching Bo Jingyu, dressed in a refined suit and wearing a white helmet, riding an electric motorcycle past the villagers, it was a visual treat like no other, a moment that would be remembered.
"Isn't that Young Master Bo? Am I seeing things?"
"It's really him! I didn't expect a rich man to ride an electric motorcycle."
"Haha, this shows that he's down - to - earth and has no gap with us!"
The villagers began to praise him one after another. In less than half an hour, Bo Jingyu's good qualities had spread. Bo Siming stood there with a megaphone looking like a fool.
"Is it really that difficult to get in my car?"
Shen Ximan pouted playfully. "No, I'll just wait for my husband."
The more he thought about it, the angrier and more uncomfortable he felt.
Why should his well - laid plan end up benefiting others?
Moreover, this woman wasn't cute at all. She had used and toyed with him, and finally thrown herself into another man's arms. She simply didn't treat him like a human being.
Bo Siming was filled with anger. He grabbed her and pulled her down.
"You can't act recklessly!"
"Hey, what are you doing? Let go! You're hurting me!"
Shen Ximan was first startled and then struggled with all her might.
Zhong Qiang had just gotten out of the truck when he saw the scuffle in the distance. He pointed at Bo Siming and ran over shouting.
"Let go, do you hear me? Otherwise, I won't be polite to you!"
Bo Siming scoffed. "Who do you think you are?"
In a flash, he opened the car door and tried to push her inside.
But before Shen Ximan could even lift her foot, she was grabbed from behind. The two men each held one of her arms and were at a standstill.
"Manager Bo, it's not very appropriate for you to be holding my wife, is it?"
Bo Jingyu hadn't even taken off his helmet. He looked extremely amusing.