Now that Yang Wan had finally managed to escape from that hellhole, with her physical freedom restored, her mind was also set free. She felt at ease doing anything.
"Don't hurt me."
Her curly hair was splayed on the bed, looking alluring and charming.
Shen Yuliang pounced on her like a rutting dog, desperate and eager.
"Ugh, they're so sickeningly lovey - dovey. I'm really done with them."
On the way, Shen Shiyu grumbled non - stop as she walked into the bank with the card.
"Sorry, miss. This card requires the signature of the transferor to withdraw money." The teller at the service counter said with a smile.
"What? There's no such rule!"
"We're really sorry. We can't help you with this."
Shen Shiyu's mood plummeted. She was even on the verge of losing her temper in a fit of rage.
She had thought she could get some money to buy the latest fashion items. The salesperson from the luxury brand counter had called and urged her several times. The clothes she was wearing were already out of style. But now, all her hopes had come to naught.
She clutched her phone, hesitating for a long time.
"If you don't have any other business to handle, could you please give your seat to the next person? Thank you for your cooperation."
The teller still said with a smile.
Shen Shiyu felt a bit embarrassed. With an unpleasant look on her face, she got up and moved aside.
Thanks to Bo Jingyu and Wen Jinrui, she had some leeway. But the fear of Bo Siming deep in her bones couldn't be eased.
"Why should I be scared? It's only natural for me to ask for my living expenses!"
She comforted herself and dialed the phone number.
Beep... beep...
"Hello?"
Bo Siming's voice was muffled, as if he had just woken up.
"It's... it's me." She was instinctively afraid of him.
"I know. What's the matter?"
He ruffled his damp, unblown hair and stared at himself in the mirror, admiring the well - toned muscles after his dedicated workouts.
"I'm here on Dad's behalf to get last month's living expenses. The bank staff said... you need to come and sign in person to withdraw the money."
Shen Shiyu was extremely humble. Her voice was so soft that it seemed she didn't dare to show any emotion, for fear of accidentally making him angry.
"Oh right, Shen Yuliang is out of the hospital." Only then did Bo Siming remember.
Recently, he had only focused on establishing his own power and rallying people in the police station. He had completely forgotten about the Shen family.
"Which bank?"
"The one at the crossroads in front of Longjing Apartment."
Bo Siming was putting on his clothes. "Okay, I'll be there right away."
After hanging up the phone, Shen Shiyu waited for about forty minutes. She hated waiting for others the most in her life. If it were anyone else but Bo Siming, she would surely have bombarded them with a series of angry calls.
Just as she was pacing back and forth on the roadside with a scowl on her face, a new - style black sedan pulled up in front of her.
A strange man got out of the car. With a smile on his squinted eyes, he walked towards her. "Hello, are you Miss Shen Shiyu?"
"… Yes, I am. Who are you?"
Looking at this fair - skinned and good - looking man in front of her, she blushed a little.
Why were these young hunks getting better - looking by the day?
Of course, this man in front of her was still a bit inferior to the assistant named Xian beside Wen Jinrui.
"I'm the new personal assistant assigned by the eldest young master. My surname is Zhuang."
He politely extended his hand, waiting for her response.
Shen Shiyu immediately beamed and shook hands with him. "Hello, hello."
"The eldest young master received a call from Zhong's Petroleum Company on his way here and has rushed there for a meeting. He's really sorry for making you wait for so long. I'd like to apologize on his behalf."
After saying that, Assistant Zhuang bowed deeply.
"I see. It's okay. It's not a very important matter."
Shen Shiyu was inevitably a bit angry inside.
Couldn't he have informed her in advance if he couldn't come? He made her stand like a fool in front of the bank for so long early in the morning. Her feet were so sore!
"The eldest young master understands your feelings. He signed a note in advance and gave it to me. You can take this note to withdraw the money."
She immediately grinned from ear to ear. "Oh, really? Siming is so good to me!"
Without a second thought, she snatched it from Assistant Zhuang's hand.
After making sure that the handwriting on it was Bo Siming's, Shen Shiyu happily turned around and was about to rush into the bank.
"Miss Shen, wait a minute." Assistant Zhuang hurriedly called out.
"The eldest young master has given instructions. After you withdraw the money, please come with me to the private room in the hotel. He has reserved a table in advance to have a meal with you."
This might be the most glorious moment in Shen Shiyu's life after so many years.
She had never been so happy as she was at this moment.
"Okay! I'll come right away! Wait for me."
Assistant Zhuang watched her figure disappear into the bank. Then he tapped his Bluetooth earpiece twice and said in a deep voice.
"Eldest young master, we'll be there in ten minutes."
Bo Siming received the message. "Okay, got it."
"She agreed to come?"
The fat - faced and big - eared man in front of him asked with difficulty.
"Naturally. She did something so excessive to you. She must pay the price for it. Mr. Xiao, you can just enjoy yourself to your heart's content."
Xiao Zhenguo nodded in satisfaction, lit a cigar, and took a deep puff.
"That little girl just didn't know me well enough, so she did something so risky. Don't worry. I'll pamper her well."
"I'm able to live like this thanks to the eldest young master's help!"
Bo Siming waved his hand with a smile. "We're just looking out for each other. If you hadn't paved the way, I wouldn't have been able to seize the opportunity either, right?"
A week ago, at Qiuming Hotel.
"Mr. Zhong, Mr. Xiao, we've been chatting for so long. Shouldn't we start talking about our business?" Bo Siming raised his glass.
"Since the eldest young master has spoken, I'll definitely support you."
Without hesitation, Xiao Zhenguo downed a glass of wine on his own.
"But in terms of the profit - sharing... I should get a larger share. After all, there's also the overseas market. No one else would get this kind of treatment!"
Bo Siming squinted his eyes and pursed his lips without responding.
"Eldest young master, since we've brought up this topic, I'd like to chime in," Zhong Ruiqiang lit a cigarette. His expression was rather solemn. "I don't plan to cooperate with you. I also don't want to have anything to do with the Bo family."
As soon as he said this, everyone at the table fell silent.
It was so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.
"Mr. Zhong, you're wrong. This investment is for you and your company. As long as we work together hand in hand, it will be a win - win situation for both of us." Bo Siming kept trying to persuade him.
Xiao Zhenguo also chimed in. "Yes, Lao Zhong, think about it carefully. Such an opportunity is very rare for us!"
"No, no. Eldest young master, Lao Xiao, I really can't keep up with all this."
Zhong Ruiqiang shook his head and pleaded.
"I only have a daughter who's about to enter her senior year of high school. All I hope for now is that she can get into a satisfactory university, and then wait for her to get married and have children."