The emotions surging in his chest had yet to subside. They were like waves carrying sand and gravel, colliding head - on, hard against hard. Only after grinding those sharp - edged stones smooth and round would they abandon their target and move on to the next.
"Man'er was just here," Bo Jingyu said with a pained expression.
He regretted it now, deeply.
He should have gritted his teeth and sent her out of Yancheng back then. If he had, none of these things would have happened, and she wouldn't have gotten hurt.
Just now, in the heat of his anger, he hadn't even had time to help her.
Su Minghan was surprised. "Impossible! My men are professionally trained, and with Qianli there, there's no reason she could have gotten out!"
He sighed with a solemn face. "It was Man'er's men."
"… What do you mean?"
Bo Jingyu met his confused eyes and said calmly and seriously,
"Man'er is not as simple as she seems on the surface. I've done a little investigation and found that her influence is no less than that of an ordinary company.
"Just now, someone must have taken Man'er away from the scene when we weren't paying attention. Otherwise, if Grandpa had caught her, the consequences would have been unimaginable. I didn't think it through."
Knock, knock. There was a knock on the door.
"Mr. Su, it's time for you to go on stage and give your speech," the host outside urged.
To prevent others from eavesdropping, Su Minghan whispered, "We'll discuss this later. You stay here first. I'll be back soon."
He opened the door. There was a woman standing beside the host.
"Mr. Su, I'm looking for the second young master," Li Xiaoru said gracefully, stating her purpose.
He closed the door and refused with a professional smile. "Jingyu is in a bad mood right now. Miss Li, it would be better if you come at another appropriate time."
"I just want to see how his injuries are. I have no other intentions."
Su Minghan's eyes were deep, as if they could kill.
"Xiaoru, Jingyu is a married man."
"I know, but Grandpa told us to meet. Doesn't that prove that their marital relationship isn't very strong?" she replied gently and politely. She didn't think it was shameful to pursue the one she loved.
"Just now, I didn't expose you because you're a classmate of my brother. Now that there are no outsiders, if you have any bad ideas, you should know what the consequences will be."
Seeing that she wanted to retort, Su Minghan leaned in and exerted maximum pressure. "This is my turf. You're an invited guest. Watch your step."
Li Xiaoru was rendered speechless by his rebuke. After hesitating for a while, she picked up her skirt and left in a hurry, looking unhappy.
"Grandpa, just let me see Siming, okay?" Shen Shiyu grabbed Bo Yanhai's arm and started to act coquettishly.
As she swayed, the deep - V evening dress vaguely revealed a cleavage, attracting the furtive glances of those around her.
He yanked his arm back and scolded with a dark face.
"What do you look like, tugging and pulling in public!"
"I rushed over as soon as I heard the commotion, but the crowd was so dense that I couldn't get through."
Shen Shiyu pouted aggrievedly. "Don't you care about how your grandson is doing in the lounge?"
"Humph!" Bo Yanhai snorted. "If he can do such a disgraceful thing, he doesn't deserve my concern!"
In the end, he still cared about his grandson, but his overbearing personality made him put on a show to prove his family status.
Shen Shiyu could tell this and took the opportunity to step down.
"Grandpa is really magnanimous. I believe Siming knows he was wrong. I'll go in and persuade him to come out and apologize to you."
The previous news on the Internet had just settled down. Bo Yanhai didn't want any more episodes. One Shen Ximan was already enough to give him a headache. If Shen Shiyu kept pestering him, he might get sick from anger.
"You can only go in for five minutes."
"Great! Grandpa is the best grandpa in the world!"
Shen Shiyu quickly placed her hand on the armrest.
"Wait," Bo Yanhai turned around and added, "I have another request."
"… Go ahead."
Looking at his serious expression, she had a bad feeling.
"After your meeting this time, please don't hang around Siming anymore. I've found a more outstanding woman for him. To avoid any misunderstandings from that woman, it's better if you don't show up."
Bo Yanhai was cutting through the Gordian knot. He was subtly indicating that he didn't want any entanglement with the Shen family. These words were like a fuse, making Shen Shiyu feel suffocated.
"Got it, Grandpa."
In the lounge, there were a few bloodstains on Bo Siming's white shirt. Under the two undone buttons, his muscular lines were faintly visible.
But at this moment, he didn't look handsome at all. His hair was in a mess, and his face was swollen beyond recognition.
"Siming," Shen Shiyu called softly.
He didn't respond immediately. Instead, he took a long drag on his cigarette, exhaled the smoke slowly, and then stubbed out the cigarette butt.
The half - open window blew the curtains, and a cool breeze swept over his face.
"What do you want?" Bo Siming's tone was cold.
"You and…" She was interrupted before she could finish.
"If you're going to mention that brat Bo Jingyu, get out of here right now. I don't want to hear any news about him."
Shen Shiyu sat down beside him. "Grandpa sent me in."
He paused for a moment and then suddenly sneered.
When the corner of his mouth touched the wound, it split open again, oozing blood.
"The old man never cares about others on his own initiative. He only cares about his company, his reputation, and his money!"
"He even found an outstanding woman for you. How nice."
Shen Shiyu said sourly, pouting and rolling her eyes in annoyance.
"I don't want her," Bo Siming ignored her bad mood.
"Then who do you want? Don't tell me you still like Shen Xi…"
"That's right," he turned to look at her directly. "I want her."
Those dream - haunted eyes, that extremely contrasting personality, especially Bo Jingyu's almost crazy reaction when he hugged Shen Ximan, all satisfied him greatly.
He was determined to have Shen Ximan.
"But she's not here. Even if she were, Grandpa wouldn't agree," Shen Shiyu blurted out without thinking.
"You're hinting at something?" he questioned.
"No, I'm just thinking about you."
She dodged his eyes, trying to hide her disappointment and anger.
Why was this ugly girl pursued relentlessly by the two young masters of the Bo family? Was she, Shen Shiyu, really that bad?
She had a good figure and a beautiful face.
Why was the situation reversed now!
"Since you're so concerned about me, find out where Shen Ximan is. The status you want will be yours in an instant," Bo Siming suddenly said gently, reaching out to stroke her hair.
Shen Shiyu looked into his affectionate eyes and was momentarily dazed.
"Don't act so infatuated."
He smiled. "Even if I'm faking it, don't you like it?"
The warmth of his embrace was a feeling she had missed for a long time.
Shen Shiyu also yearned for love and Bo Siming's favor.
But now he was no longer interested in her.