"Humph, very good," Bo Siming said angrily, his face turning pale. "If Grandpa knew that your divorce agreement was forged, he would never agree to let you into the mansion!"
Bo Jingyu calmly took off his helmet, walked straight past him, ignoring his words and expression, and then handed it to Shen Ximan.
"Put it on."
She jumped off the bike with a big smile and obediently took it.
"I thought you weren't coming back."
"Qianli will come to support later. Don't worry about the village head's nephew."
Every word of Bo Jingyu showed his thoughtfulness.
"Thank you," she said, her eyes full of gratitude.
"I'll take you to the urban area first later. For the time being in the village..."
Before he could finish, Shen Ximan interrupted him.
"It's okay. I can handle it."
She knew what he was going to say. It was nothing but Shen Yuliang and his show - off eldest daughter spreading rumors everywhere. She had experienced life and death, so how could such a small thing stop her.
"Are you sure?" Bo Jingyu was a bit worried.
"It's okay. Aren't you here with me?"
The words just blurted out before she could think, and her face turned red right after.
"Okay."
He understood her determination and took her back the same way they came.
Bo Siming could only watch them leave with his own eyes.
"Hey, I'm still here!"
But they just pretended not to hear and rode away in a flash. He was so angry that he kicked the bike wheel and cursed. The bike made a loud noise, and Bo Siming grimaced in pain.
"Even this stupid thing is against me!"
Xiao Shujing was looking at the overwhelming news on the Internet. The more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt. She really hadn't thought things through that day. She owed Shen Ximan an apology and a clarification announcement.
"Shujing, your soda," the assistant handed her the cup.
"Thank you."
"… You still keep it?"
The assistant saw the sunflowers in the vase on the table. They obviously didn't look as energetic as they did at first. They were wilted and even some of the leaves were dry.
"Yes. I want to put it in a cool place to dry tonight and then make it into a dried - flower bouquet," Xiao Shujing said with a smile.
"You're really cherish it…"
The assistant forced a few laughs, not having the heart to tell the truth.
"Do you have anything else?" She saw the assistant standing beside her for a while.
"We'll have two more days of shooting tomorrow, and then we can go back to Yancheng."
"Okay. I want to take a break after the cover shooting."
And then go on a trip with Su Minghan to other places in the name of business. Xiao Shujing only said half of what she was thinking.
This was the first time the assistant had seen her so happy in a long time. She hesitated for a moment but still chose to tell her.
"Shujing, I have some bad news to tell you."
"Go ahead."
"I heard from the servants at the villa gate that Mr. Su…"
Xiao Shujing looked at her blankly. "What about Mr. Su?"
"The bouquet of sunflowers Mr. Su gave you was actually not for you."
The assistant looked embarrassed, and her voice got smaller and smaller. The joy in Xiao Shujing's heart suddenly faded away.
Xiao Shujing's smile froze on her face. "What do you mean?"
"Actually, Mr. Su bought them for Miss Shen Er that day. But he didn't find her at the hospital, so he came back and… gave them to you."
Buzz… Xiao Shujing felt a ringing in her ears. She felt like all her memories had been drained away, and her mind went blank.
She was such a fool, the stupidest and most brainless fool in the world.
"Shu, Shujing?" The assistant looked at her in a panic.
The atmosphere that dropped below zero made her feel that something was very wrong.
"Leave me alone for a while."
Xiao Shujing's expression seemed quite indifferent, but the indescribable emotions in her heart made her feel extremely stuffy. Especially after seeing the sunflowers on the table, she got extremely angry.
She expressionlessly pulled them out and broke them one by one.
"I'm so stupid! I was actually happy about something that someone else didn't want!" Xiao Shujing murmured with a cold face.
She didn't even notice that the protruding flower stems had scratched her skin until she felt a warm stream flowing from her fingertips to her wrist. Then she numbly lowered her head and watched the blood drip onto the floor.
Click. The door was suddenly pushed open.
"Xiao Yang said you weren't feeling well. What's go…"
Su Minghan walked in on his own and saw her injured hand.
"I'll go get the first - aid kit!"
Xiao Shujing called out to his eager back. "No need."
"Your hand is bleeding!"
"What does it matter to you?"
Su Minghan looked at her in a daze. "What's wrong with you again?"
"Mind your own business!"
This kind of contrary tone made him suddenly angry, but considering her wound, he didn't argue with her. Instead, he grabbed her wrist and wanted to take her outside.
Xiao Shujing shook off his hand. "Can you just leave me alone!"
"Can you stop being so unreasonable?"
After saying this, Su Minghan immediately regretted it when he saw her hurt expression. He softened his tone and said, "Sorry. I shouldn't have shouted at you."
"That bouquet of sunflowers. You originally intended to give it to Shen Ximan, right?"
Xiao Shujing's words made him freeze.
"Who did you hear that from?"
"Please don't give me such disgusting things in the future, Mr. Su!" After saying that, she picked up the broken flower heads and threw them all at him. The flowers and leaves scattered all over the floor.
Feelings are quite fragile. Sometimes they are as firm as a rock, and sometimes they are vulnerable.
Su Minghan watched helplessly as she ran past him with red eyes. He didn't even have the courage to stop her.
Getting involved in a scandal at this moment would be like throwing a bomb at his own family.
"Sigh."
Su Minghan let out a long sigh. After he walked out dejectedly, he asked his subordinate to call the assistant named Xiao Yang, and then he lit a cigarette.
A few minutes later, the person was brought in.
"Mr. Su, did you call me?"
"Let A Kun drive you back to Yancheng early tomorrow."
Xiao Yang thought there was some new work arrangement. "Is there an advertisement to shoot? Do I need to take Shujing's things back together tomorrow?"
He bit the cigarette obliquely at the corner of his mouth, his eyes cold.
"Go back to the company tomorrow and get your salary from the personnel department. I'll give you three months' compensation, which should be enough for you to find your next job."
"… You, what do you mean?" Xiao Yang looked at him blankly.
Su Minghan crushed the cigarette in the ashtray. "I won't repeat myself."
Then he walked past her.
Xiao Yang collapsed on the ground as if she had lost her soul.
When he was almost at the door, he stopped with his hand on the door handle.
"Remember in the future. It's a big taboo for an assistant to have a loose tongue."
Then he took the elevator back to the first floor.
"Good day, Mr. Su."
"Mr. Su, here's the statistical table you asked for."
"Mr. Su, the location for the next advertisement…"
Su Minghan pushed these people aside one by one and walked silently through the employees and servants, looking for that familiar figure. He even didn't know how to deal with this strange and ambiguous atmosphere or how to solve it.