PFC Chapter 244 Mr. Bo and his young mistress had a verbal fight.
Chapter 244 Mr. Bo and his young mistress had a verbal fight.
"I just don't want you to see him alone."
Bo Siheng's gaze was restrained, as if there was a lump of cotton blocking his heart.
He had difficulty breathing; it was a feeling of fear of losing him.
This fear was more painful for him than death itself.
Bo Siheng had been cautiously hoping that he would recover from his illness and be with He Yan for a long time.
However, Lu Yanzhe, his rival in love, caught him off guard.
The missing part of his past with He Yan.
However, Lu Yanzhe was able to become his biggest threat because of his acquaintance with He Yan.
This threat terrified him.
"Xiaoyan, I admit I'm petty, can you please just ignore him?"
"Bo Siheng, what exactly are you worried about?"
He Yan suddenly approached Bo Siheng, raising her eyes as if trying to see into the depths of his heart.
Her heart had never been at peace.
Those words, mixed with different emotions, impacted her.
It was both unfamiliar and overwhelming.
“Just now, when Grandma said those things, you knew to explain for me. How come here, you start to doubt yourself again, doubting things that haven’t happened and won’t happen?”
He Yan's gaze was relentlessly intense, and she almost bumped into his chest.
She had a guess in her mind and wanted to hear an answer.
"Your jealousy, your envy, your hostility towards Lu Yanzhe—what are you really thinking?"
"I……"
Bo Siheng's eyes trembled, his heart pounding uncontrollably.
He couldn't explain why he cared.
Because she knew that Lu Yanzhe liked He Yan, but He Yan said that she did not like Lu Yanzhe.
Does that mean He Yanxin has someone else?
“I didn’t mind my second uncle hiring outside help at all. Even if Lu Yanzhe really cooperated with him, it wouldn’t shake everything I had arranged in the Bo family. But I didn’t expect Lu Yanzhe to come and provoke me.”
Since being poisoned, Bo Siheng never thought he would get married.
Everything is done to stabilize the current situation.
"Lu Yanzhe is very ambitious and has considerable power. I cannot ignore this threat!"
He was actually afraid that He Yan would be taken away from him.
This would make him feel like there was no hope in life.
Now, in his heart, He Yan and the Bo family are both people he cannot part with.
"Bo Siheng, this is not the answer."
He Yan discovered that she could also get stuck on trivial matters.
She could sense all the changes in Bo Siheng since their marriage. As they spent more time together, the ambiguous relationship between them was constantly intensifying, and there was even a possibility of it breaking through.
Although she had never been in a relationship, she always felt that the two of them were very similar.
But without hearing it with her own ears, she couldn't be sure.
"So why are you jealous of Lu Yanzhe?"
He Yan pressed on with persistent questions.
She's not one to dwell on things, but she takes these kinds of things very seriously.
"Of course, it's because you're my wife now!"
Bo Siheng gripped He Yan's shoulder, his eyes filled with suppressed pain.
He almost blurted it out.
But when he thought about his own uncertain fate, he felt he couldn't be so selfish.
"that is it?"
He Yan's eyes flickered, and her face froze.
Bo Siheng forced a smile, but ultimately didn't have the courage to respond.
"Yes, because we have a contract. You are my Mrs. Bo, and you have obligations to fulfill. I don't want those people's words to affect the cooperation between the Bo family and us."
He used too much force and was afraid of being discovered by He Yan, so his fingers became stiff.
It must have been incredibly difficult for him to suppress this obsession.
He Yan never expected to hear such an answer.
She believed that there should be changes between the two of them beyond the contract, no matter what.
She was definitely overthinking it.
"Yes, we have a contract, and I have always abided by it."
He Yan knew that Bo Siheng did this because of possessiveness, but this possessiveness was not only directed at her, but at everything he owned; he also had ambitions.
But for some reason, she also felt a little uncomfortable.
She felt like she had a lump in her throat, which made her irritable.
"Xiaoyan, are you unhappy?"
When Bo Siheng suddenly saw He Yan's expression, he felt that she seemed to be hiding something.
This made him uncertain again, wondering if he had said something wrong.
"Xiaoyan, I didn't mean to make you angry. I just... feel very uneasy. Lu Yanzhe's appearance has disrupted my plans and left me feeling somewhat lost."
"so what?"
He Yan broke free from Bo Siheng's hand because she felt that he didn't trust her.
She also felt that the balance between the two of them had been broken.
This feeling also bothered her.
suddenly!
He Yan took a step closer, grabbed Bo Siheng's coat, and kissed him on tiptoe.
Without any skill, she just recklessly stuck to him, using it to vent the unspeakable frustration in her heart.
Bo Siheng was not even in shock.
The next instant, He Yan took a step back, and the touch on her lips disappeared.
"Can you believe it now? Can this prove it?"
He Yan lowered her eyes, a hint of sullenness in her expression.
She didn't know what was wrong with her; it seemed that by doing this, she felt she could control her emotions.
“I have a sense of contract, I will not cheat or betray you, I will fulfill all the obligations you expect me to fulfill, and I will not spend my time as Mrs. Bo with someone else.”
He Yan concealed her true thoughts and labeled them all.
Bo Siheng felt a dull pain in his heart.
He was torn apart repeatedly between being caught in the throes of emotion and the need to stay clear-headed, as if he had been split in two.
Half of it was driven by his obsession with He Yan.
His partner then reminded him of the cruelty of reality.
"Since Madam has proven the spirit of the contract to me, I cannot lose!"
Bo Siheng seemed to have a fierce determination. He hugged He Yan and sealed her lips with his. He was not satisfied with just a taste; he wanted more, as if to prove that he could do the same.
His kiss was intense, filled with an unreleased sense of pent-up emotions.
He Yan went from being passive at the beginning to chasing after Bo Siheng.
Her breath was broken, falling between her lips and teeth.
The temperature in the room also rose suddenly.
Suddenly, she felt dizzy and found herself being pulled down onto the bed by Bo Siheng.
At that moment, a sharp pain shot through my lips.
The taste of blood instantly filled her mouth, and He Yan realized that she and Bo Siheng had both broken their lips.
The pain also brought them both back to their senses.
"Bo Siheng! That's enough. You've proven your commitment to the contract."
He Yan calmly pushed Bo Siheng away.
Then I noticed that there was a cut on his lip.
"It seems that Madam is very satisfied."
Bo Siheng sat on the edge of the bed, his breathing a little unsteady, but he didn't dare to look at her anymore, for fear that he would lose control.
His sadness stemmed from the fact that a long-awaited wish had been put on hold.
And it's unknown when the next restart will be.
That night, the two sat back to back.
He Yan felt that he had already undergone several treatments, and two more would be enough to completely cure him. All that was left was recuperation and rest so that he could return to his healthiest state.
Now, all she needs to do is deal with Bo Yuanzhou, and her gratitude will be over.
Bo Siheng didn't know if He Yan was asleep.
But he couldn't sleep because his heart was aching.
It hurts even more than my lips.
He harbored a bit of resentment, feeling that He Yan had her own plans.
In the morning, the two went downstairs at the same time, but did not speak.
An eerie silence fell over the room.
The butler and servants exchanged bewildered glances, realizing that the young master and madam were actually having a cold war—this was no small matter!
He hurriedly hid in the kitchen to call the old lady.
"Something terrible has happened, Madam! Last night, Mr. Bo and his wife had a verbal fight!"