Sitting in the car, Bo Jingyu was extremely anxious.
After receiving Shen Ximan's feeble phone call, he was frantic with worry.
His heart was hanging in mid - air and couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Second Master, there's a traffic jam ahead." Ruo Chi looked at him helplessly.
"Take a shortcut!"
"But the shortcut is still under repair."
Bo Jingyu couldn't wait any longer. "What? You were so passionate when driving combat vehicles with Qianli before, but now you're being so hesitant about taking a shortcut through the under - repair road? If you don't drive, get out. I'll drive!"
Ruo Chi had never seen this domineering side of him before. He licked his lower lip, got himself mentally prepared, and said, "Hold on tight."
With a hard stomp on the accelerator, their car darted into the darkness.
When they arrived at the downstairs of Longjing Apartment, Bo Jingyu rushed out directly.
"Oh my, they said he has no feelings for Miss Shen the Second. Look how anxious he is."
Ruo Chi got out of the car, took a look at the battered vehicle. First, he sighed helplessly, then he leisurely took photos and sent them to Qianli to complain.
Standing in the elevator, Bo Jingyu kept looking at the rising floor numbers.
He had never felt time pass so slowly like this before.
Hearing the doorbell, Shen Ximan checked through the peephole. After making sure it was him, she immediately opened the door and threw herself into his arms.
Bo Jingyu was surprised to feel the icy coldness on her body.
"Why are you so cold?"
She sniffed and hugged his waist tightly.
"I suddenly felt really uncomfortable just now. I didn't know who else to turn to. Jingyu... I found that the first person I think of when I'm in trouble is still you." Shen Ximan rested her chin on his shoulder, with an extremely calm expression.
He was deeply touched and felt extremely pity for her.
"Don't stand at the door. It's windy."
She nodded and reluctantly separated from their lingering hug.
But she took only a few steps before staggering dizzily, almost falling to the ground. Bo Jingyu quickly grabbed her waist in time, saving her from a close encounter with the floor.
"You really don't let people worry about you."
Although he was complaining, he still picked her up horizontally.
He walked steadily and slowly and placed her on the sofa.
She was so light, feeling like a feather.
Bo Jingyu couldn't help feeling sad. During the time he was away, had she not been eating properly? Otherwise, how could she be so light?
Shen Ximan hooked her arms around his neck, looking affectionate.
"Why are you so good to me?"
He pursed his lips and looked into her eyes. His magnetic voice was fascinating.
"You're my wife. In the past."
She was stunned for a few seconds, then burst into a teasing laugh and let go of her hands.
Bo Jingyu had smelled a bit of alcohol on her when he was holding her just now. Seeing that she still wanted to reach for the goblet on the table, he quickly stopped her.
"You're drunk. Don't drink anymore."
"I'm a free person. Who are you to tell me what to do?" Shen Ximan retorted unkindly.
"Don't abuse your body, okay?" He was a bit angry.
Bo Jingyu even hoped that she would throw a tantrum, hit or scold him. As long as she could vent out the grievances pent up in her heart, he didn't care what happened.
But what he was most worried about was that she would give up on herself and drink to drown her sorrows.
"Look at your commanding tone. I hated it before, and I still hate it now! Who do you think you're ordering around?" Shen Ximan pretended to be drunk on purpose and poked his face hard.
"You don't think I called you here to comfort me, do you? You're thinking too much. I just wanted to find an opportunity to scold you properly."
Bo Jingyu watched her rambling on, feeling uneasy in his heart.
He endured it, whether it was her behavior or her dressing.
He even began to suspect that Shen Ximan was deliberately seducing him.
"You're so domineering and self - centered. Who do you think you are!"
She slurred her words and straddled his lap directly.
Her loose hair fell on Bo Jingyu's face, tickling him.
But what was most eye - catching was the cleavage that was faintly visible under the wine - red nightgown. It seemed that she wasn't wearing a bra. It was extremely alluring.
He swallowed hard and suppressed his desire.
"Man'er, you're drunk."
After saying this, Bo Jingyu himself was stunned.
The name "Man'er" was so ambiguous and intimate. He hadn't said it for a long time, but unexpectedly, it just slipped out so easily today.
Seeing his slightly stiff expression, Shen Ximan curled her lips in satisfaction.
It seemed that he had taken the bait.
Before he could react, her cold lips pressed against his.
Such a delicious and willing offering. Although Bo Jingyu hesitated for a while and didn't respond at first, he finally couldn't resist her enthusiasm and gradually responded.
The atmosphere around them changed from cold to ambiguous.
In the whole hall, it was so quiet that the only sound was their kissing.
Bo Jingyu had never intended to cross the line with Shen Ximan, but this time the feeling was so special that he lost himself.
Although he hadn't drunk, he felt drunk.
They lingered all night and didn't stop until the sky was almost bright.
Bo Jingyu, who was used to staying up late, just propped his head up and looked at the sleeping Shen Ximan without saying a word.
She was really beautiful.
So beautiful that she could outshine all the starlets.
At the previous cooperation meeting, Shen Ximan had worn that black - gray slit evening dress, which was already stunning and eye - catching enough.
Even when she was still wearing a disguise at that time, she had such extraordinary charm.
Now, she was simply irresistible.
Bo Jingyu knew that she had done it on purpose last night, but no matter what her reason was, he could accept it gladly.
After all, it was he who didn't trust her a year ago and pushed her into the limelight. Now he could only spend the rest of his life making up for it.
Bo Jingyu got up gently, put on his clothes, made breakfast and placed it on the table.
After making sure that Shen Ximan didn't have a fever or any other symptoms, he carefully opened the door and left Longjing Apartment.
The moment he closed the door, she opened her eyes.
Knock, knock, knock. Ruo Chi was awakened by the sound of someone knocking on the car window.
He immediately got out of the car, looking sleepy, and asked, "Second Master."
Bo Jingyu got in the car and ordered, "Tell the chef in the mansion to make a ginseng chicken soup and send it to Man'er. She's not feeling well."
Ruo Chi couldn't miss such an affectionate address.
He responded with a suppressed smile, "Yes, Second Master. Are we going to the company now?"
"Yeah. Move up all the following schedules. I'll deal with them one by one today."
On the surface, it sounded reasonable, but if you thought about it carefully, this sentence would turn into "I'll spend the following time with Man'er. So I'll finish all the work today."
Ruo Chi stole glances at the rear - view mirror while driving.
Although Bo Jingyu's expression still looked as serious as usual, Ruo Chi could always feel an atmosphere of excitement.
It seemed that Miss Shen the Second would soon return to the position of the Second Madam.
When he arrived at the company and was about to start a meeting, Bo Jingyu received a message on his phone. There were no words in it, just a series of numbers.
His good mood immediately sank to the bottom.
"You preside over the opening first."
Leaving this sentence to Ruo Chi, he rushed out angrily.