Ruo Chi watched Bo Jingyu leave the meeting room and swallowed hard.
Everything had been fine just now. Why did his expression change in an instant?
He had an inexplicable sense of foreboding.
He dialed Shen Ximan's phone number, but there was no answer.
Just when Bo Jingyu was about to lose his temper, the call was answered.
"Hello?"
Her voice was muffled, as if she had just woken up.
"What do you mean by the money you transferred to me?" he demanded angrily.
Shen Ximan's tone was as flat as it could be.
"Do you think it's too little? I'll transfer some more to you later."
Bo Jingyu's pupils constricted, and he couldn't help shouting.
"What do you take me for? A one-night... lover?!"
She paused for a moment, then burst out laughing. "Why are you shouting so loudly? You scared me. I accidentally slept with you when I was drunk last night. Why are you so excited? Didn't I give you the money?"
"Is it just about the money?"
The playful look on Shen Ximan's face slowly faded, and then her voice turned as cold as ice, making people shiver.
"Didn't you do the same to me a year ago?"
Bo Jingyu was stunned, and the grip on his phone tightened involuntarily.
He knew it was a trap last night, but he still jumped in without hesitation. But he never expected that she would take revenge on him with her own body.
How much more unfamiliar would this woman become to him?
"I really had no way to protect you under that situation," he said.
Shen Ximan sneered. "So you just threw me out as a target, right?"
"Don't you think I'm still pining for you?"
Bo Jingyu's breath was ragged, and his anger was mounting.
"If you just want revenge, you might as well give me a quick end."
"It would be no fun to solve you too quickly," she said with a sharp look in her eyes. "I want you to taste the same pain I suffered back then."
"Shen!"
Beep beep beep. The call was abruptly hung up.
Bo Jingyu glared at the screen and angrily threw the cup beside him to the ground.
Smash!
Everyone's attention was drawn to the commotion. Even Ruo Chi heard the noise and rushed out of the meeting room in a hurry to find out what was going on.
He saw Bo Jingyu with bloodshot eyes, gasping for breath.
At this moment, anyone who got in Bo Jingyu's way was bound to be unlucky.
Just at this inopportune moment, Bo Siming showed up.
He was whistling cheerfully as he walked over slowly.
Ruo Chi was worried that the two of them would start a fight early in the morning. He kept winking at Assistant Zhuang, but that guy didn't seem to understand his meaning at all.
He frowned and shook his head vigorously.
"What a fool!" Ruo Chi muttered angrily under his breath.
"Yo, the hardworking little bee is at work?" Bo Siming greeted his good younger brother with a smile.
Bo Jingyu looked up with a dark face but didn't say a word.
"What's that expression on your face? Who are you showing your bad mood to so early in the morning?"
When he saw Bo Jingyu's eyes, his expression immediately turned unpleasant.
"Hehe, Young Master Bo, Young Master Bo," Ruo Chi trotted over with a forced smile to smooth things over. "Second Master is just a bit dissatisfied with the project arrangements just now. He's in a bit of a bad mood. Why don't you go back to your office first?"
Bo Siming glared at him. "His bad mood has nothing to do with me. And who are you ordering around? Have you no manners?"
Before Ruo Chi could ease the atmosphere, Bo Jingyu spoke up first.
"Get out."
A simple and low - toned word instantly ignited the anger around him.
The on - looking employees all shrank their necks and didn't dare to make a sound.
They were afraid of getting involved in this stormy fight.
"Who the hell are you telling to get out?" Bo Siming stepped forward and grabbed his collar. The flames in his eyes were burning fiercely.
"Have you been with foreign women for so long that you don't understand Chinese anymore?"
His body stiffened, and his expression became unnatural.
How did Bo Jingyu know about these things?
"I don't care how you fool around with women outside, but if it affects the reputation and status of the company, I will exercise all my rights," Bo Jingyu said.
Bo Siming's veins bulged on his forehead. "What? Do you want to fire me?"
"Young Master Bo! Second Master! Everyone in the company is watching. Please calm down and don't let outsiders laugh at us," Ruo Chi said, trying to pull them apart but to no avail. He could only use his words.
Bo Jingyu stood still. "If you want our 'brotherhood' to deepen further, you can continue to do whatever you want without caring about others."
He emphasized the word "brotherhood" especially hard.
There was a hint of irony in it.
Bo Siming angrily let go. "Don't let me catch you with your pants down."
With that, he strode into the vice - president's office.
Ruo Chi finally let out a sigh of relief.
"Second Master, do you think... should we continue the meeting?"
Shen Ximan had instantly disrupted Bo Jingyu's emotions.
He was too anxious and restless to calm down immediately. "No."
"Okay. You go back to your office and have a good rest. I'll preside over the meeting."
Ruo Chi had some guesses about this abnormal behavior.
It must have something to do with Miss Shen.
He was so at ease yesterday, but today everything had changed.
The emotions between men and women were really complicated and confusing.
Bo Siming angrily swept all the file folders on the table to the ground. He stared at the person in front of him with blood - streaked eyes. "What the hell are you standing there for? Report today's work schedule!"
"Yes, yes, Young Master Bo!"
Assistant Zhuang was seeing him lose his temper like this for the first time. He was trembling as he held his notebook and pursed his lips silently.
Bo Siming's anger was uncontrollable. He picked up the potted plant on the table and threw it at him. "Speak up! Have you gone mute?"
The potted plant hit his head and fell to the ground. His forehead instantly swelled up.
"Young Master Bo, you... have no schedule today."
Bo Siming suddenly stopped, and then immediately flew into a rage.
"Get out! Get as far away as possible!"
Assistant Zhuang kept his head down. He quickly cleaned up the broken porcelain pieces and then left the room, closing the door behind him.
"I've raised a bunch of good - for - nothing dogs! They're useless!"
He sat in his chair and couldn't help cursing.
He was the vice - president of the Bo Group, for heaven's sake! How could he have no schedule? If others heard about this, they would laugh their heads off!
It must be Bo Jingyu who had taken all the work and deliberately embarrassed him!
"He's been picking on me since early in the morning. He doesn't take me seriously at all!"
Bo Siming was so angry that his voice was trembling. He scrolled through his phone contacts but couldn't find a suitable person to vent his anger on.
Suddenly, the name He Honghong caught his eye.
Without hesitation, he dialed her number.
At this moment, Shen Ximan had just arrived at the company and was screening the manuscripts of autumn dresses. Xue Xiaoqi ran in with a spare phone to report.
"Ms. Wen, it's Young Master Bo on the phone."
She didn't even look at it. "Ignore it. Hang up."
"But... what if he goes to the hospital to look for you?"
Shen Ximan smiled faintly. "Let him look. Anyway, he won't be able to find me."
Only then did Xue Xiaoqi realize her intention. "Right! We have the blackmail recording from that night. We don't need to be afraid of him at all."