Bo Jingyu had intended to nag a bit, but when he looked directly at Shen Ximan's face, he felt something was off.
The skin around the scar on her side face seemed to be peeling up a bit.
Noticing his skeptical look, she suddenly came to her senses.
Makeup would lose its adhesiveness under high temperature!
"I... I feel a bit dizzy." Shen Ximan quickly lowered her head, making up an excuse and nervously biting her lower lip.
"… Then I'll take you back to your residence." Bo Jingyu sensed something.
She seemed to be deliberately hiding something.
"Thank you."
These rather polite exchanges instantly shattered the atmosphere that had just reached its peak. They were too embarrassed to look into each other's eyes.
After they left, Shen Shiyu slowly emerged from the corner, painfully rubbing her swollen ankle. "It hurts so much!"
If it weren't for trying to catch Shen Ximan's handle, she wouldn't have been sneaking around like a paparazzi, afraid of being discovered.
Looking at the camera on her phone, she finally felt a bit better. Although Bo Siming didn't let her follow, she came here on her own initiative.
The three - minute video of Shen Ximan being forcefully pinned to the ground was more than enough to spread widely on the internet for a long time.
"I've got to make good use of this video. Maybe it will become the most valuable bargaining chip on my way to a life of luxury!"
In the middle of the night, Shen Ximan tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
Even though a thick quilt was covering her, her whole body was so cold that it felt like she was lying in a coffin, without any warmth.
She craned her neck and glanced at the glass on the door. The dim yellow light outside was still on, and a long, slanting shadow was cast on the wall.
Was Bo Jingyu still awake?
She checked the time on her phone. It was three o'clock in the morning.
With a creak, Bo Jingyu looked up upon hearing the sound.
"Why aren't you sleeping?"
"You're not asleep either." Shen Ximan stared straight at him.
This was the first time she had seen him wearing glasses. The gold - rimmed frames on his ears made him look rather scholarly.
"The demolition work will be finished tomorrow. If there are no other unexpected situations, I'll take you away from here the day after tomorrow."
After Bo Jingyu finished speaking, he took off his glasses and rubbed his sore nose bridge.
"Don't, don't rub there."
Shen Ximan quickly walked over and naturally placed her hands on his head. "The master said that when your eyes are tired, massaging the acupoints on your head is the most effective."
"What about the heart?" he suddenly asked.
"What?"
Before Shen Ximan could get an answer, Bo Jingyu grabbed her wrist, quickly turned around and pinned her on the sofa, examining her carefully.
"My heart is also tired. How are you going to treat it?"
Her flushed cheeks grew even hotter, and the heat even affected her ears.
Shen Ximan pouted and stammered, "I... I... You haven't even confessed your love to me yet. You can't do bad things."
Bo Jingyu looked at her in surprise and suddenly burst out laughing.
"What kind of messy things are going on in your little brain with such low emotional intelligence?"
"Who says I have low emotional intelligence!" Shen Ximan refused to admit defeat.
His hand brushed over the scarred side of her face. The uneven skin didn't have the normal temperature, which deepened his suspicion.
"Go to sleep."
Bo Jingyu suddenly got up, put on his glasses again and got back to work.
Shen Ximan was still lying on the sofa, not moving at all. She always felt as if she had been toyed with and then mercilessly cast aside.
Did he just regard her as a tool to relieve boredom?
When she was a child, she heard her mother say that overly proactive women would become very cautious and would always be the ones who gave in the family.
Looking back, Shen Ximan realized that was exactly the case.
She couldn't understand Bo Jingyu's thoughts, nor could she guess what kind of emotions were hidden in his unfathomable eyes.
She didn't even know what he wanted or what he hated.
"Go inside and sleep quickly." His voice rang out again, cold and distant, a far cry from his gentle words just now.
Shen Ximan got up awkwardly and silently walked back to the bedroom.
Just as her fingers touched the doorknob, his voice came from behind again.
"I won't force you to talk about things you don't want to, but if you want to tell me, I'll listen."
The next day, Bo Yanhai sent a video call.
"Grandpa." Bo Jingyu responded politely and respectfully.
"Where's your elder brother? Why can't I get through to his phone?"
"He's still asleep."
"Still asleep?!" Bo Yanhai glanced at his watch. "It's already eight o'clock. Why is he still asleep? Go check on him at his residence."
Bo Jingyu nodded expressionlessly. "Okay, Grandpa."
Just as the mouse was about to move to the hang - up button, Bo Yanhai spoke.
"Are you still in contact with that ugly girl?"
He paused for two seconds. "No."
"Still trying to hide it from me!" He slapped the table. "The entertainment news of the Su Corporation has reported it. Their company's popular actress accused her of pushing the eldest daughter of the Shen family into the river. How could you not know?"
"I've been busy with the construction work and haven't had the time to pay attention."
Bo Yanhai couldn't get much out of him and pouted in boredom.
"Send the project progress to Xiaoyan later. After I've checked it and there are no problems, you'll return to the company to take up your post immediately."
"Understood."
Judging from the old man's tone, he should have prepared some new tasks and was just waiting for Bo Jingyu to go back and handle them.
On the surface, it was said that he was to resume his post, but in fact, it was a warning.
There were no problems with the Huazhi Village project at present, and the subsidies and housing measures for the villagers were all legitimate public funds.
Even if they looked into the old accounts in the future, it would be reasonable.
Buzz buzz buzz.
The phone in his pocket rang. After seeing the name on the note, Bo Jingyu answered the call and put it to his ear, walking towards the spacious yard.
His cold face instantly softened, and he slowly curled up his lips.
"Good morning, baby."
Just as Shen Ximan came out after washing up, she heard his voice in the yard. She heard the word "baby" clearly.
"I miss you too. Did you have a good time these days?"
Her heart felt as if it had been cut several times, hurting badly.
Did Bo Jingyu have someone else?
And he used such a soft voice. He had never treated her like this! Sure enough, last night was just a whim.
"I'll come to see you tomorrow."
Seeing that he was about to hang up, Shen Ximan quickly ran to her bedroom and closed the door. Her back was tightly pressed against the door.
He came in with the phone, glanced at her closed door, hesitated for a few seconds, then picked up his coat and rushed to the construction site in a hurry.
Bo Jingyu had someone else.
This was her first reaction.
For some reason, as she listened to the footsteps getting farther and farther away, Shen Ximan's heart felt as if it was being grabbed and hung up. There was only a lasting stabbing pain, with no sign of relief.
"Why should I care about him? Unrequited love will lead nowhere."
She slid down the door, burying her face in her knees.
A down - and - out second daughter of the Shen family, ugly and with no status. How could she possibly be worthy of the second young master with an infinite future?