Shen Ximan's heart was wrung with pain, and she wept uncontrollably.
This was a perfect chance to let out her pent - up emotions. The bustling dance floor below completely drowned out her sobs, and no one noticed.
Bo Jingyu, standing on the staircase landing, was reluctant to leave.
Those sobs made him want to turn around and hold her in his arms right away.
But he couldn't!
The covetous people outside were all keeping their eyes on him. The longer Shen Ximan stayed by his side, the greater the risk.
His current power was not yet sufficient to protect everyone around him.
Click.
Bo Jingyu was instantly pulled back from his sorrow. He looked warily at the shadowy area downstairs and snapped coldly, "Who's there!"
"Sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop," Li Xiaoru's head poked out cautiously from below.
He quickly came down and glared at her unhappily. "What did you hear?"
"Al - almost everything."
"I'm warning you..."
Before Bo Jingyu could finish his sentence, she interrupted him in a hurry.
"Don't worry! I'll definitely keep my mouth shut!" Li Xiaoru held up three fingers, looking solemn. "I swear!"
His fierce expression softened, but his profound sorrow was still hard to conceal.
"Forget it. Even if you tell others, it won't change anything."
Bo Jingyu walked past her dejectedly and left slowly.
Hearing the heart - rending sobs from upstairs, Li Xiaoru also felt gloomy. She sighed helplessly.
"He must love her very much."
After muttering to herself, she was stunned for a moment.
Was she jealous of Bo Jingyu's feelings for his wife?
Shen Shiyu was jostled by the crowd until her makeup was ruined. And she hadn't managed to catch that masked woman just now, which made her extremely annoyed.
Without saying a word, she rushed to the restroom. While tidying up the shoe prints on her body, she took out her phone to report the situation.
"Hey, Siming! Guess who I just ran into!"
Bo Siming was kissing the fair neck of the woman beneath him indifferently. "Just get to the point. Stop being so long - winded."
"Shen Ximan!"
He stiffened. "What did you say?"
Shen Shiyu clutched her phone tightly in excitement. "I saw her just now!"
"Send me your location. I'll be there right away." Bo Siming immediately got out of bed and started dressing. His urgency was all over his face.
The woman still in bed looked at him in bewilderment. "E - Eldest Young Master? Where are you going?"
He took out a card from his wallet and threw it to her. "Take it."
The woman pounced on it with shining eyes and held the card in her palm like a treasure. "Thank you, Eldest Young Master. This is the best birthday I've had this year!"
Bo Siming sneered as he walked out of the room and murmured contemptuously.
"Damn it. She's always 'celebrating her birthday'. If I wasn't in a bad mood and needed to vent, who would want a used - goods like you."
A dozen minutes later, they finally met.
"Siming, over here, over here～" Shen Shiyu waved to him from afar, with a happy smile on her face.
"Where?"
Bo Siming disliked this kind of common - people's gathering very much.
Not only did it smell indescribable, but there were also too many people and it was in a complete mess.
"She's right at the scene." She pointed confidently at the crowded people behind, with expectant eyes waiting to be praised.
Bo Siming twitched the corner of his eye. "Are you kidding me?"
"No. I really saw her. Look," Shen Shiyu stretched out her swollen and red instep. "She stepped on me. It hurts so much!"
"Then tell me how to find her among so many people?"
"…There's still a long time before it ends. Let's look for her slowly."
Shen Shiyu said in a guilty - sounding, low voice. With the deafening sound of musical instruments on the dance floor, one could only see her mouth moving but couldn't hear a word.
"I must be out of my mind to believe your words!"
Bo Siming stomped his foot angrily and was about to leave.
"Hey! Don't go," she pleaded pitifully. "Since you're already here, stay and play with me for a while. I'm injured."
Thinking of the fiasco where he'd spent 500,000 yuan but didn't get much satisfaction, he felt a pang of heartache. Now he had to accompany this sticky - as - glue woman to a beer music festival. He must be crazy.
"Let go. If you're injured, go to the hospital. Don't pester me!"
"Siming!"
"I'm warning you!" Bo Siming pointed at her angrily. "If you say one more word, I'll throw you into the West Reef Sea to feed the fish!"
Shen Shiyu was not afraid at all. Instead, she became even bolder.
"I know a piece of news you don't know. Do you want to hear it?"
"Bullshit news."
He didn't even want to bother and took a few long strides.
"The representative assistant of Ahairei is Shen Ximan!"
Bo Siming stopped in his tracks and turned around, looking at her suspiciously. "Are you sure?"
"Sure and certain… Um!"
Before Shen Shiyu could finish her sentence, she saw him take a quick step forward, hold her face, and kiss her lips without hesitation.
"Um?! Si…"
At first, she resisted a little, but then she felt so numb all over that she was completely lost in the moment. She gradually began to respond to Bo Siming's rhythm and got deeply involved.
Just when she wanted to feel that warmth again, he let go.
"Let's go. I can't believe she would come to such a place."
Shen Shiyu opened her eyes dazedly. "What are you talking about?"
Bo Siming glared at her limp look. "It seems that what you said this time is somewhat credible. Just now, Bo Jingyu and his two lackeys walked past us."
"I'm glad I reacted quickly, or we would have been discovered."
These words quickly sobered her up.
So he had just kissed her to cover up.
"You used me!"
Bo Siming sneered. "So what if I used you? You seemed to enjoy it."
"…Well, that's true, but it still hurts my feelings."
Shen Shiyu had thought it was her charm that had attracted him, which was why there had been that passionate moment just now.
"Stop talking nonsense," he grabbed her hand and hid in the crowd quietly. "Let's see what he's going to do."
"Second Master, we were just tired from searching and took a break," Ruo Chi explained weakly.
"Second Master, it was all his idea," Qian Li blurted out without thinking.
If the bodyguards in charge hadn't received Bo Jingyu's notice just now, they wouldn't have been caught on the spot and "dragged" in front of him.
"You traitor! What about being good brothers!"
Ruo Chi poked Qian Li with his elbow unhappily, looking dissatisfied.
"I didn't betray you. It's just that you…"
Bo Jingyu interrupted their conversation. He stared blankly at the woman standing at the exit. "Ruo Chi, take Li Xiaoru home first."
"…Yes, Second Master."
"Qian Li, go and inform the people in the back hall to find a doctor to treat Shen Ximan's injury on the second - floor rooftop. Her foot is swollen."
The two of them looked at each other in confusion, but then they took their orders and left.
Bo Jingyu's mind was still occupied by Shen Ximan's emotions. Her pain and grievances, he hadn't said a single word of comfort but had only made things worse.
She must hate him to the core by now.
Maybe she even regretted ever knowing him.