Hao Zhibin ran past an intersection. After ensuring that his identity hadn't been discovered and no one was chasing after him, he took off his high - heeled shoes.
"Damn it! I'm exhausted. My legs are about to break!"
He cursed and ran to the public phone booth. He dialed the phone number that he had memorized several times in the hotel.
To prevent being located, he didn't even dare to bring his phone out.
"Hello?" A cold voice came through.
"Second Young Master! It's me!"
Bo Jingyu glanced at the unfamiliar number on the screen. He got up, stood by the window, and lowered his voice. "What's the matter so late?"
"Big Young Master has control of my movements now. I managed to run out with great difficulty to report the news to you. I'll make it brief!"
His nerves were on edge. "I'm listening."
Hao Zhibin reported everything from the time he was hospitalized until today when he found out about Shen Shiyu and Zhu Kai's secret affair.
"I was the one who beat you into the hospital. Are you telling me these things because you still want to work under me? Aren't you afraid that I'll beat you up again?"
He rubbed his still - aching jaw and sighed remorsefully.
"As long as we can bring Bo Siming to justice, I'll accept it even if you kill me! I don't care if you're a good person or a bad person. As long as our goals are the same, I'm willing to be a dog!"
Hao Zhibin was bold enough. "But I'll also tell you the truth. If time could go back to the day on the yacht, I'd still do the same thing. I don't need to be understood or forgiven. I'm just doing what I can."
Bo Jingyu had a somewhat approving view of his reckless enthusiasm.
He just lacked a bit of guidance and wasn't stupid.
Compared with Qian Li and Ruo Chi, he was definitely far behind, but with careful cultivation, he might be a valuable piece of jade.
"Watch your words and actions. Do what you should do."
Bo Jingyu's tone was steady, and he had more confidence in his heart.
Hao Zhibin was stunned. "What do you mean?"
"Bo Siming's subordinates are professionally trained killers. If you keep conspiring and calling me like this, you'll easily be targeted. I'll find a way to have someone meet you. He'll bring your news to me."
He felt much more relieved. "Second Young Master, you must win this battle! If Bo Siming, this cancer, isn't eradicated, more people will suffer like me. I don't want to see such a situation."
Wasn't that exactly what Bo Jingyu thought?
Grandpa, Shen Ximan, Su Minghan, Tian Danni, the villagers in Huazhi Village, and the now - closed Juanyi were all victims.
And the person who caused all the harm was Bo Siming!
"Go back and rest."
After hanging up the phone, he was even less sleepy than before.
He opened the door and quietly walked into An Ruo's room.
The cute little girl was hugging the teddy bear that Bo Jingyu had bought for her, with a smile on her lips as she had a sweet dream.
He sat on the edge of the bed and unconsciously curled his lips.
Only in front of this child could he release his emotions.
He didn't need to pretend or keep a straight face.
Bo Jingyu tucked the hair on An Ruo's face behind her ear, then leaned over and kissed her side face. The soft touch made him feel a surge of paternal love, even though he had never had a child of his own.
After leaving the room, he thought about taking a walk in the backyard. Just as he reached the living room, he saw the figure that he couldn't take his eyes off.
Shen Ximan was lying on the sofa, her brows tightly knitted and looking in pain.
"Man'er?"
He stepped forward and crouched beside the sofa, gently calling her name.
But she seemed to be trapped in a nightmare and couldn't hear the sounds around her at all. She was whimpering and struggling in her throat.
Bo Jingyu lovingly stroked the crease between her eyebrows with his fingertips.
The warm touch and familiar smell made Shen Ximan inexplicably at ease.
After a while, her expression gradually calmed down.
He kissed her forehead and half - closed his eyes as he looked at her peaceful face. It had been a long time since he had looked at her like this.
If Shen Ximan were awake, she would surely bristle like a porcupine and stare at him warily with big, wide eyes.
"I miss you so much."
Bo Jingyu whispered this long - buried feeling in a hoarse voice.
Since the cooperation meeting, their lives had gone separate ways.
He thought she would live an ordinary life incognito, but he never expected that she would come back with deep - seated hatred for revenge, and he never thought that she would become a "stranger" that he didn't recognize at all.
Only after losing her did Bo Jingyu truly understand the meaning of the dull pain in his chest. Only after losing her did he understand the depth of her obedience and devotion, which was a kind of deep love and dependence.
Love could bring happiness, but it could also be torturous.
One year had made him feel like a walking corpse, unable to sleep at night.
His old headache problem still flared up occasionally, but after taking the medicine formula that Shen Ximan had prescribed for him a few times, it would get much better.
His longing was like a spider's web that grew stronger over time, tightly binding his heart.
It turned out that Shen Ximan's presence had always been around Bo Jingyu, but he didn't understand love back then. He couldn't appreciate her hardships or feel her love that was willing to humble itself into the dust.
When he came to his senses, he had already been kissing her on the sofa for a long time.
Bo Jingyu got up shamefully. After looking at her and seeing that she showed no reaction, he left like a thief, scurrying away.
Early the next morning, the sun slowly rose.
Shen Ximan rubbed her aching waist as she got up, looking a bit dazed.
"Little Shen... Good morning, President Wen."
Housekeeper Yang was used to the old address and blurted it out. Realizing her mistake and afraid of being ignored by Shen Ximan like last time, she quickly corrected herself.
"Aunt Yang..."
The day when Shen Ximan came to the eastern suburb villa to take back An Ruo, her attitude had indeed been rather bad. Now when she thought about it, she felt extremely ashamed.
She got up and walked over to hold Housekeeper Yang's hand, her face full of apology.
"Sorry. I did something wrong last time. You've been so good to An Ruo, but I still did such an excessive thing."
Aunt Yang wiped away her tears and felt much more at ease.
"I can understand your feelings, Second Miss. Although you and Second Young Master have separated, I still have feelings for you!"
Shen Ximan was touched and hugged her. The two were as close as mother and daughter.
"By the way, did anyone come to the living room last night?"
After they let go of the hug, she asked curiously.
Aunt Yang shook her head in confusion. "No. You said you weren't used to sleeping in the bed here, so I told the servants not to stand guard."
"I see..."
"Is there something wrong?"
Shen Ximan shook her head and waved her hands. "No... It's nothing."
"Then go to the dining room for breakfast quickly. I'll go and wake up Third Miss."
Shen Ximan stood there in a daze for a long time. She still couldn't pull her thoughts back from last night. Could it be a dream because she slept too soundly?
She shyly covered her face. What a terrible dream it was!
She actually dreamed of kissing Bo Jingyu!