Su Minghan was so exhausted that he was completely drained of energy. He kissed Xiao Shujing on the forehead and then flopped back onto the bed. "Go back to your room quickly. Be obedient."
"What kind of work has worn you out like this?" she asked curiously.
"Screening suitable advertisements and photo shoots for Tian Danni. Her situation makes it hard for her to make a transformation right now. Even if I agree, she won't be willing."
"Why do you always help her?" Xiao Shujing's temper flared up again.
She punched him in the chest. "She's everywhere!"
"What are you doing now?" Su Minghan said angrily, sticking out his neck.
"How dare you ask! I'm your girlfriend. Why do you always hover around other women? It's too much!"
"Tian Danni is my employee and an artist who makes money for the company. As her boss, is there anything wrong with me finding resources for her? Stop making a fuss. I've been tired all day and don't want to argue with you."
Su Minghan pulled up the bedding and rolled over on his side to cover himself, closing his eyes tightly.
Xiao Shujing didn't give him a chance and pulled him up to argue.
"Aren't there famous actresses like me in the country? If Tian Danni can't make it here and has no popularity, then she should just go back where she came from. Isn't foreign countries her territory? Coming to meddle in our relationship. Who does she want to harm? She's such a nuisance!"
"What did you just say!"
He sat up abruptly, his expression extremely fierce and angry.
"Why have you become so overbearing? Are you unhappy with everyone?"
"I... I was just... complaining a bit." She was obviously frightened by his actions and lost all her previous assertiveness.
"Get out. I want to rest." Su Minghan scolded.
"Min... Minghan, I..."
Xiao Shujing still wanted to explain and grabbed his wrist tearfully.
"Get out!"
She was forcibly driven out, and she just couldn't swallow this anger.
Bo Siming woke up from his coma, feeling so weak and sleepy that he didn't even want to move.
"How do you feel?" Bo Jingming asked, sitting by the bedside.
He didn't answer immediately but tried to move half of his body. It took him a lot of effort just to move a finger.
"Katie said your surgery was quite successful. Although you'll have some sequelae in the future, as long as you do rehabilitation training actively, you'll be fine."
"When can I get out of bed?"
Bo Siming's voice was so hoarse that he sounded like a man in his forties or fifties.
"At least you have to wait until the stitches are removed, which will be about four or five days."
Just one day seemed unbearable to him, let alone four or five.
He wanted to see Wen Jinrui, to have her for himself, and to make her his wife for the rest of his life, to serve him.
"Dad, after I recover and return to China, let's go burn some paper money for Grandpa."
Bo Jingming tensed up. His heart was tortured with unspeakable pain.
"...Okay."
He tried his best to control himself and squeezed out one word through gritted teeth.
The culprit was right in front of him. Although there was no substantial evidence, all the evidence pointed to Bo Siming.
As a father, how could he just watch him go deeper into the abyss?
"Dad, Dad!"
Bo Jingming came back to his senses and replied blankly, "What's up?"
"What were you daydreaming about? I've called you several times. I'm thirsty."
"Didn't sleep well last night. I'm a bit absent - minded. I'll get you some water right away."
Bo Siming looked at his behavior suspiciously but didn't think much about it.
After watching him fall asleep, Bo Jingming quietly left.
He stood on the hospital rooftop, smoking one cigarette after another.
Su Hao's advice had been constantly flashing through his mind these days.
As a father, he really couldn't send his own son to prison and let him suffer such a huge punishment.
But from the perspective of many people, if Bo Siming, this cancer, wasn't eliminated now, more people would suffer in the future.
Buzz, buzz.
Bo Jingming answered the phone and let out a long sigh. "Hello?"
"Father, Grandpa just woke up."
Bo Jingyu's words made his pupils shrink.
"Really? Father is awake?"
"His consciousness is still unclear. He fell back into a coma after just a few minutes. Man'er and I are watching by the bedside now."
"Man'er?" Bo Jingming's ears perked up at this affectionate address.
Bo Jingyu was stunned for a moment and then regretted it. He was silent for a few seconds.
"It's Rui'er. You misheard, Father."
"What are you hiding from me? Come clean!"
He couldn't have misheard. Moreover, he always felt that there were some details in these complicated things that he hadn't figured out.
Since the words had come to this point, Bo Jingyu couldn't hide it anymore.
He simply told the whole story from beginning to end.
"All we can do now is wait for Grandpa to wake up."
Bo Jingming was extremely shocked. His head was buzzing and he couldn't calm down.
He wasn't without suspicion of Bo Siming.
But he never expected that he had harmed so many people, done so many shady things, and even targeted his own grandfather.
"Father, I know what you're hesitating about."
Since he didn't respond for a long time, Bo Jingyu took the initiative to speak.
"You just told me that Bo Siming's surgery was very successful. If you continue to let him return to China and cause trouble, his crimes will only get worse. Grandpa is a lesson."
Bo Jingming's heart was in great pain. "I know what you mean. Give me some time. I'll personally..." He paused and then said helplessly and loudly, "I'll personally send Siming to the police."
After hanging up the phone, he felt as if half of his sky was about to collapse.
He looked at the gray sky and smiled bitterly. "Ying'er, you must have scolded me thousands of times in the sky. It's all my fault for failing to educate my son well, which has made Siming what he is today."
Two lines of clear tears slid down Bo Jingming's face. In the empty rooftop, his sobs that had been pent - up for years echoed back and forth.
Bo Jingyu walked into the room after making the phone call.
"Haven't you left yet?" Shen Ximan looked at him coldly.
"If I leave, how will you get back? Didn't Xue Xiaoqi drive the car to pick up An Ruo?" Seeing her cold attitude, his heart sank.
"I have many ways to leave. I don't need you to worry about it."
Village Head Zhong watched them bickering like enemies and felt a bit sad. "You two, say less. Why do you always leave the most hurtful words for the people closest to you?"
"How long can a person live in this lifetime? Whether you're sad or happy, it's just another day. All deep grudges will be worn away by time. Take a step back and live a good life!"
Shen Ximan pouted and didn't agree. "Who wants to live with him? I don't plan to get married in the future. I'll never get married!"
After saying that, she angrily brushed past Bo Jingyu and walked out.
Village Head Zhong sighed helplessly. "Oh! This stubborn girl!"
"Don't worry about it. I understand what she's thinking."
He smiled faintly to smooth things over. "Throwing a tantrum once in a while is no big deal."
"Bo Jingyu, what are you mumbling about in there? Hurry up and come out!"
Shen Ximan was worried that he would say something random, so she shouted at the door.