Chapter 1065
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
â⦠Iâm going to watch a movie with Kubei Yan tonight to make up for the last timeâ¦â
The movie had to be stopped because Wanwan said that he was about to die.
It was just that she and Kubei Yan had been busy recently.
Bo Jinghangâs lips curled into a cold smile.
âAnd?â
Sang Yu clutched her clothes tightly. ââ¦The year-end meeting is coming soon. I canât delay any longerâ¦â
He couldnât delay any longer.
Bo Jinghang sneered. âYou mean youâre prepared to sacrifice yourself tonight?â
The mockery in his voice was like a cold needle that pierced into her heart. The blood in her body seemed to stop flowing, and her limbs turned cold.
The car sped up and the scenery outside sped up. The car was about to catch up with Bo Jinchuanâs car.
âCongratulations, your wish is about to be fulfilled.â
Sang Yuâs eyelashes trembled slightly before she smiled sarcastically. âThank you.â
âThank you?â
Ha.
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How understanding.
Bo Jinghang didnât say anything and the atmosphere in the car turned cold.
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âSend me to the office first. Iâll go to the hotel after Iâm done with my work.â
âOkay,â replied Bo Jinchuan. Recalling the man staying in the hotel, he frowned and said, âCall me if anything happens.â
Shen Fanxing nodded and her ears twitched. She looked in the direction of the rearview mirror.
Bo Jinghangâs car sped along the mountain road as though it didnât care about its life. An Aston Martin had a loud engine.
She frowned and asked, âWhat happened to Bo Jinghang?â
Bo Jinchuan turned to look at the rearview mirror. Bo Jinhangâs car was about to reach them when the car honked.
It was especially ear-piercing on the quiet suburban road.
Bo Jinchuanâs face darkened and he swerved to the right, allowing Bo Jinhangâs car to overtake him.
âDid he quarrel with Sangyu? Hurry up and catch up with them. Donât let anything happen.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âIâm fine.â
Bo Jinchuan said calmly, âHe knows his limits.â
Shen Fanxingâs heart skipped a beat when she saw Bo Jinhangâs car turning the corner.
If it was her, she might find it acceptable.
But the other party was Sang Yu, that gentle and quiet woman. How could she withstand such a shock?
Fortunately, nothing happened. The car paused for a moment before leaving.
Sang Yu gripped the armrest tightly, her face pale.
âCan you⦠drive slower?â
Her voice trembled as she clutched her shirt tightly.
Bo Jinghang glanced at her and smiled coldly. âDonât worry, Iâve endured for so long and Iâm finally getting a divorce. How can I let you die now? In the end, Iâll be labeled as a widow. No matter how I think about it, I feel unlucky.â
Seeing Sang Yuâs ugly expression, he felt better and the car slowed down.
Sang Yu wanted to remain indifferent, but she felt an invisible hand gripping her tightly. Even breathing was difficult.
Rubbing her brows, Sang Yu ignored the suffocating feeling in her heart and took a deep breath.
âBo Jinghang, do you have to humiliate me like this?â
âThatâs right.â Bo Jinghang looked ahead, but his thin lips curled into a mocking smile. âDo I have to give you a chastity memorial arch?â
Sang Yuâs eyes widened and she suddenly felt like rubbing them.
How could she not understand what he meant?
She schemed to sleep with him and forced him to marry her. Now, she had an ambiguous relationship with her ex-boyfriend. Something might even happen tonightâ¦
Even if she became a whore, she still had to put up a memorial.
Bo Jinghang gave her some face and said it implicitly.
Haâ¦
âBo Jinghangâ¦â Sang Yu paused.
Tears welled up in her eyes and her throat felt sore. She tried her best to suppress her emotions before saying,
âIt was you⦠who gave me the idea back thenâ¦â
âYes, I was the one who came up with the idea, but other women might not agree. Only you.â
He said casually with endless sarcasm.
Sang Yu looked at his determined side profile and pursed her lips tightly, not saying another word.
The more he said, the more mistakes he would make.
Gradually, her expression calmed down and she turned her head to the other side of the window. Along the way, she didnât say another word.
The car had just entered the city when Bo Jinghang stopped the car in frustration.
âGet out of the car,â he said in a low voice.
There was no one else in the car. Without thinking, Sang Yu unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door.
The cold air in the morning had yet to dissipate when a chill struck. In just a moment, the car warmed up again.
Bo Jinghang looked at the woman in the trench coat standing by the flower bed and felt frustrated. He stepped on the accelerator and left.
Sang Yu looked at the passing cars and her eyes widened for a long time without blinking, afraid that she would blink something useless.
At that moment, the phone in her bag rang. She sniffed and took out her phone.
âHey.â
âXiaoyu, I brought you durian pastries. How long until you reach the company?â
âIâ¦â A car honked in the traffic.
Gu Zeyan frowned slightly. âWhere are you now?â
Sang Yu bit her lips. âIâm at the entrance to the southern suburbsâ¦â
To prevent Bo Jinchuan and Shen Fanxing from seeing her, she walked to the back of the flower bed.
Gu Beixuan was silent for two seconds before saying in a low voice, âFind a warm place to wait for me. Iâll pick you up.â
âNoâ¦â
âXiaoyu!â Gu Beichen stopped her rejection in a low voice. âWait for me obediently. Donât let yourself catch a cold.â
Her heart, which had been invaded by the coldness, suddenly felt like it had been saved when she heard such a gentle voice.
She even began to yearn for this warmth.
Anyone would do, as long as it didnât make her as uncomfortable as she was now.
â⦠Yes.â
Through the phone, Sang Yu nodded and answered.
She blinked and a tear fell unexpectedly. Even she was shocked.
She quickly wiped her eyes and hung up.
This was the intersection between the suburbs and the city. Other than a forest park, there was nothing.
As Gu Beichen had not reached the office yet, it took him more than 20 minutes to drive over.
Sang Yu waited outside for more than twenty minutes.
When Gu Zeyan saw her, he quickly opened the car door to welcome her.
âWhy are you here in the morning?â
Sang Yu shook her head.
She was wearing a scarf, and her long eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of water droplets.
She looked beautiful in a different way.