"Sorry, President Xue."
"We were blind. We shouldn't have offended you!"
The two traffic policemen's attitudes suddenly changed. They bowed to apologize and forced out embarrassed smiles.
"If a single word about today's incident gets out?"
Xue Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows and deliberately raised the tone of her voice, waiting for their response.
"We guarantee we won't breathe a word!"
"You can rest assured. Even if Master Bo put a knife to our necks, we wouldn't say a thing!"
Satisfied, she took back her driver's license and got into the car.
"What did you say to them?" Shen Ximan asked sullenly.
"Just a routine check. Nothing serious."
After the traffic policemen cleared the road, Xue Xiaoqi stepped on the accelerator and drove away.
"My goodness! Fortunately, I reacted quickly," one of the traffic policemen said, wiping the sweat from his forehead, still in shock.
"That person's status is comparable to that of the Bo Group. No, it should be said... even higher!"
Bo Siming received the report from the traffic policemen and found nothing unusual. There was no one in the car except the driver.
"What the hell is that old man up to? Why did he ask the traffic policemen to check the cars for no reason? It's useless."
Almost half a day passed, and he didn't hear any news from Shen Ximan. This made him extremely irritable. He picked up his phone and made a call.
"Where are you?"
Shen Shiyu was overjoyed. "Didn't you ask me to go out and look for someone? I'm outside. I just went out not long ago."
"I'll send you my location. Come here right away."
Beep beep beep.
Just as she was confused, the location of a hotel was sent to her.
Suddenly, Shen Shiyu felt a hot sensation between her legs.
"I knew he couldn't live without me."
In the president's office of the Bo Group, Bo Jingyu sat behind his desk with a headache.
"President Bo."
The door was knocked, and the voice of the receptionist came from behind it.
"Come in."
He immediately adjusted his state and folded his hands on the desktop.
"General Manager Li of Juanyi Clothing Company wants to see you."
Bo Jingyu's expression changed slightly as he recalled what had happened at the dinner party.
"Tell her I'm in a meeting and cancel the appointment."
"But..."
Before the receptionist could finish speaking, Li Xiaoru pushed the door open and walked in.
"The guest is already at the door, but instead of welcoming her, you're pushing her away. Isn't that a bit impolite, President Bo?"
Bo Jingyu's head was heavy, and he was in a bad mood.
He signaled the receptionist to leave with his eyes, then got up and walked forward. "I'm really busy. Make it quick."
Li Xiaoru wasn't offended by his harsh tone. She took out an invitation from her handbag and handed it to him. "This is an invitation to the upcoming fashion show our company is organizing. I hope you can attend."
"Okay," Bo Jingyu took it without even looking. Seeing that she was still staring at him, he asked, "Anything else?"
"Does your lip hurt?"
Li Xiaoru walked forward with concern. When she was about to reach out and touch him, he stepped back a few steps to keep his distance.
She looked hurt. "Do you really dislike me that much?"
"If there's nothing else, please leave, Manager Li."
Bo Jingyu turned his head and looked out of the floor - to - ceiling window. It was obvious that he didn't want to have any more conversation with her, a very euphemistic yet straightforward way of showing it.
"I heard that your grandfather is looking for your wife. It's caused quite a stir in Yan City," Li Xiaoru said, probing his reaction. But other than a blank expression, she couldn't find anything.
"I can use my connections to help..."
"Unnecessary."
Bo Jingyu interrupted her firmly. His tone was cold to the bone.
"I'm not familiar with you, and this matter has nothing to do with you."
She forced a laugh. "Many hands make light work. It's better to have some help. It will be more efficient. Why not?"
"I'm not interested in you, and I don't plan to have any further development with you."
His face was cold, like an iceberg radiating cold air.
"The dinner party was arranged by my grandfather. My agreement to meet you doesn't mean I'm interested in you. Please don't misunderstand."
"Also, I'm already married."
Li Xiaoru was left speechless by his three consecutive retorts. Her eyes were filled with a layer of mist. She forced a smile awkwardly. "I understand. I overstepped just now. I'll take my leave."
The moment she turned around, tears rolled down uncontrollably.
Just as her hand touched the doorknob, Li Xiaoru heard a loud crash behind her, followed by the sound of a vase breaking.
Bo Jingyu collapsed in a pool of broken porcelain, sweating profusely. His neck and arms were scratched in several places, with tiny blood beads oozing out.
"Jingyu!"
In his dream, a pair of soft and warm hands caressed his face. The warmth was like a gathering of energy, slowly seeping into his body.
He felt at peace and released.
Ruo Chi rushed over in a hurry. Out of breath, he looked at the scene in the ward.
After receiving the call from the company, he didn't even have time to tell An Ruo and Aunt Yang. He came here without stopping.
But the woman holding Bo Jingyu's hand and looking worried inside the ward was a stranger to him. He even quickly scanned the room but didn't find the figure he was longing for.
"Man'er..."
Li Xiaoru was shocked. She leaned closer and asked, "What?"
Bo Jingyu's voice was hoarse, and he hadn't woken up from his coma yet.
But subconsciously, he kept calling that endearment.
"Man'er..."
She froze, and her mood turned low.
"Who are you to President Bo? Why are you standing outside the door and not going in?"
The attending doctor walked over with a medical record in his hand and asked curiously.
Li Xiaoru was also interrupted from her thoughts by the voice outside. She quickly adjusted her mood and came out. "Are you President Bo's assistant?"
Ruo Chi nodded. "Yes. How's the Second Master's condition?"
"It's an old problem. We've injected a relief medicine. He should be fine in three hours. Could you please sign here?"
The attending doctor briefly explained the condition.
But Ruo Chi held the pen and didn't sign for a long time.
"Where's the Second Young Mistress?"
Li Xiaoru sneered. "The whole Yan City has almost been turned upside down. Don't you know this news yet? Jingyu is in such a state, but she's still missing. What a competent and good wife she is!"
"I advise you to watch your mouth. We know better than you what kind of person the Second Young Mistress is. Please leave," Ruo Chi immediately flew into a rage.
"Fine, I won't argue with you. If anything happens to Jingyu, it's your Bo family's business. It has nothing to do with me."
With that, she angrily walked around them and quickly left.
"Um... could you please sign so that I can report it?"
The attending doctor was caught in the middle and felt extremely awkward.
Ruo Chi quickly signed and carefully closed the ward door.
Looking at Bo Jingyu lying on the bed, he felt really bad.
On the one hand, he was disappointed that the Second Young Mistress wasn't by the Second Master's side when he was in trouble. On the other hand, Qianli hadn't told him about this recent incident. He felt like a complete fool, knowing nothing.
Every day, besides watching the Third Miss grow up happily in the eastern suburbs, he seemed to have lost his value as an assistant. No one cared about him.