PFC Chapter 246 My wife wants me to uphold male virtues, and I obey.
Chapter 246 My wife wants me to uphold male virtues, and I obey.
Bo Siheng cared a lot, and he regretted it.
He knew he had two things he couldn't let go of: ambition and greed.
His ambition was for the Bo family and for his grandmother, while his greed was for He Yan.
That gave him the courage to face death.
"I went to a company meeting today, and the shareholders laughed at my lip injury."
Bo Siheng was talking nonsense with a straight face.
He wanted to go back to how things were before with He Yan, ideally when no one was interfering. He was just petty, just jealous, and just wanted her attention and care.
Bo Jingning almost rolled her eyes at him from behind.
To please He Yan, the older brother would say anything.
She suddenly felt a little creeped out.
Is this still my cold and aloof brother?
Seeing He Yiyi's aggrieved expression, Bo Jingning felt bad for her.
"This was my suggestion, and my brother agreed. He Yan, you're meddling too much!"
She couldn't help but want to help He Yiyi.
He Yan turned her head and glanced at Jing Ning and the pretentious He Yiyi.
His smile was both innocent and arrogant.
"There's nothing I can do; my position allows me to control him."
Her gaze swept over Bo Siheng and landed on the ointment in his hand, without her saying a word.
Bo Siheng immediately turned around and returned the ointment to He Yiyi.
"Ms. He, thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it for the time being."
It's a bit unethical, but it works very well.
As long as He Yan still minds his contact with He Yiyi, he feels there is still hope.
"You come with me!"
He Yan walked over, took Bo Siheng's hand, and left without looking back.
She was angry, but she wouldn't allow He Yiyi to act recklessly.
Bo Jingning's expression was almost one of terror.
My brother has absolutely no backbone!
“He Yiyi, don’t be sad. My brother was just blinded for a moment. He Yan is always so fierce. My brother will never like her. Besides, President Lu is also harassing her. And she still has no sense of propriety.”
Bo Jingning was too well protected by the Bo family; there were no bad people in her world.
Except for He Yan, whom she disliked.
She found He Yiyi increasingly pleasing to the eye, much better than He Yan.
"He Yan is so pretentious. She married my brother and is still entangled with President Lu. She will be divorced sooner or later."
"But my sister is good at using tricks, I'm afraid it won't be that easy for me."
He Yiyi bit her lip, feeling incredibly resentful.
She desperately wanted He Yan to get divorced, but she couldn't marry into the Lu family.
He Yan's fate should be ruined! She can only hide back in her countryside like a rat.
Only then can one quell the hatred in one's heart.
"Don't worry about her, just focus on doing better than her!"
After comforting He Yiyi, Bo Jingning turned to ask her about medical matters.
He Yiyi smiled again, trying to please Jingning.
With her help, the chances of winning are definitely high.
"Actually, I'm currently working on a very difficult medical problem that affects many suffering patients, and this research has already yielded preliminary results."
Bo Jingning found it amazing; it sounded incredible.
"Wow, you're amazing! You're like a savior from suffering!"
He Yiyi felt smug when she heard Bo Jingning's compliments.
She wants to market her image as a talented woman and maintain her position as the number one socialite in Beijing.
He Yan's ranking is getting higher and higher, which bothers her.
at the same time.
He Yan, who was being compared to others for the nth time, had no idea about these so-called rankings.
Ever since Xu Yuan put her on the list of Beijing's socialites, she hasn't paid any attention to it.
She took Bo Siheng to the temporary office.
"Sit still and don't move."
He Yan pressed Bo Siheng into a chair, then turned to the table to get the medicated lip balm she had made.
"Don't forget, Mr. Bo, we're currently under contract. You promised me you'd uphold male virtues and not let other women get close. If I hadn't discovered this today, would you have broken your vow?"
She was unhappy because she was thinking about his past with He Yiyi.
That feeling of displeasure was amplified.
"I'm just engaging in normal social interaction, isn't that what you do, Madam?"
Bo Siheng was very happy inside, but his face still showed arrogance.
He always remembered that Lu Yanzhe was clinging to He Yan, and He Yan couldn't bring herself to stop seeing him.
It seems that neither of them complied.
So he didn't do anything wrong; at least the two of them are even now.
“I get angry, jealous and unhappy when I see you with Lu Yanzhe. Similarly, Madam will mind when she sees me with He Yiyi and will arrogantly take me away.”
Bo Siheng looked up at He Yan, a secret joy hidden in his eyes.
He felt a different kind of kinship in this relationship.
"So, does this count as our tacit understanding?"
"..."
He Yan felt that he was simply making excuses.
She was both amused and annoyed, especially because he had hit the nail on the head; her unease stemmed from her deep concern.
That change, which she herself didn't even realize, seeped into her heart.
"With such a smooth tongue, it seems Mr. Bo's injuries aren't severe enough."
He Yan angrily applied the medicine to him, deliberately using excessive force.
Bo Siheng raised an eyebrow and his expression twitched. It hurt a little, but he had to bear it in front of his wife.
Moreover, he found her angry expressions quite adorable.
"The lady's concern is like a painkiller."
He noticed that her lips were also chapped and swollen, and he couldn't help but chuckle, but he also felt a pang of heartache.
After He Yan finished wiping him, he naturally took over and wiped hers as well.
"Does it hurt?"
"We need to eat light meals for the rest of the week, what do you think?"
He Yan couldn't hold back any longer, and a helpless smile appeared on her face.
She understood Bo Siheng's personality and didn't really care. She was willing to coax him if he was unhappy.
She just didn't expect the impact of this incident to be so great.
"Were you laughed at at work?"
"Yes, and my second uncle is particularly worried that we are too close."
Bo Siheng pursed his lips, knowing Bo Yuanzhou's urgency.
He was willing to sacrifice his only daughter in an attempt to bring him down.
After the rain stopped, the two became completely at ease with each other again.
"The more your second uncle makes a move, the easier he is to deal with. What we need is his impatience to act."
He Yan hoped that Bo Yuanzhou would intervene so that she could help him.
Bo Siheng knew that He Yan had a lot to deal with. The mole in the He family had not yet been found, the medical school needed her to keep an eye on things, and now she also had to help him manage the affairs of the Bo family.
"Xiaoyan, I'm afraid you'll get too tired."
"I wouldn't say I'm tired. Our shared joys and sorrows during this period have also been a process of mutual benefit."
He Yan frowned as she looked at Bo Siheng, clearly not wanting to hear him talk about the contract.
She had to bring it up herself first to avoid losing her composure.
Their marriage was a transaction from the start, and its ending was predetermined.
Even if there is ambiguity and affection in between, there will always be a barrier.
"Little Smoke".
Bo Siheng suddenly stood up and hugged He Yan.
He suddenly realized he was being dramatic; he had so many difficulties in front of him, and so many things to solve.
If things continue to be so awkward, it won't just be He Yan who gets lost.
"I'm sorry, I lost my temper."
Bo Siheng realized that if he couldn't break the predetermined ending...
In his final moments, he wanted to resolve everything with He Yan.
"Thank you for appearing in my life, and thank you even more for being my Mrs. Bo."
This is the time he should cherish most.
He Yan was somewhat taken aback, and instinctively hugged him back.
She could clearly hear the vibrations and resonances coming from her chest, as if she were responding to his embrace.
"Bo Siheng, why are you suddenly getting sentimental?"
He Yan's heartbeat became even more erratic.
A strange, inexplicable feeling swept over her, as if she were saying goodbye.
She suddenly felt a little reluctant to part with it.
The hand holding Bo Siheng was also tightening its grip.