Sotis she feels that Bo Leshen is the sa type of person as Xi Mohan, but in fact, the two are polar opposites.
Xi Mohan can be swayed a bit, either gently or firmly. Previously, Ning Wan angered Xi Mohan, and that man even furiously smashed his own office.
But Bo Leshen is different. No matter how angry she gets, no matter how much she steps on his red lines, this man remains impassive, completely unfazed by her emotions.
Even when she previously slapped him in anger, he remained indifferent.
Before, Lu Jingchen used to say that she has chased him for over a decade, claiming she understood him best. Actually, she doesn’t understand this man at all, or rather, she simply can’t comprehend him.
Hearing Jian Xia’s words, Bo Leshen’s expression darkens, but his voice maintains the sa tone as usual, utterly indifferent, "Xia, how long are you planning to keep this up?"
", causing a scene?" Jian Xia freezes for a mont, looking at him incredulously, as if she can’t believe he thinks she’s making a fuss.
Bo Leshen looks at her small face, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness, "Xia, let’s discuss whatever it is back ho. Co with first."
Still, his expression doesn’t change, and she hates it most when a man acts this way.
With a mocking laughter born of extre anger, she says sarcastically, "Since you think I’m just throwing a tantrum, Young Master Bo needn’t waste his ti here with . Otherwise, I fear if I start making a genuine scene, Young Master Bo might not be able to restrain himself from strangling to death."
Bo Leshen’s lips tighten, his face looking sowhat grim.
Finally, Lu Jingchen, who had been silent, speaks up, "How about this? Young Master Bo, if Xia needs to go back, I can have my driver take her."
"No need." Before Lu Jingchen can finish his offer, Bo Leshen has already curtly refused, his tone still indifferent and steady as ever, "Xia and I have so things to discuss. No need to trouble Mr. Lu."
Lu Jingchen shrugs casually, his attitude towards Jian Xia becoming cold as he smiles and addresses Bo Leshen, "Alright then, you two can sort out your matters. I’m going to join my wife for breakfast."
With that, he turns to head towards the dining room.
Seeing Lu Jingchen leaving causes Jian Xia’s previously calm deanor to instantly beco frantic as she blocks his path, saying quickly, "Lu Jingchen, I don’t want to leave with that man. Please let your driver take back. Otherwise, I can wait here until you and your wife finish eating, and you can both take . Anyway, I just don’t want to leave with that man Bo Leshen. What if he loses control and strangles to death later?"
Even though Jian Xia’s words are sowhat exaggerated, she truly doesn’t think she’s being hyperbolic at all.
She doesn’t understand why this man, who seems cold-hearted and cruel in the eyes of others, acts completely stubborn and lifeless around her.
And whether it’s a rumor or truth, there has been talk that Bo Leshen once almost strangled a woman to death.
Although she doesn’t know what made him act like that.
But thinking about it, she finds it utterly terrifying, although she’s sowhat convinced that this man wouldn’t harm her.
Lu Jingchen raises an eyebrow, looking first at Jian Xia in front of him, then towards Bo Leshen, who is striding over. He says with a smile, "I believe Young Master Bo wouldn’t be so ungentlemanly as to lay a hand on you."
If Bo Leshen really had it in him to do so, he would have acted against Jian Xia long ago. Why would he wait until now?
By this ti, Bo Leshen has already co over and abruptly pulled Jian Xia into his embrace, "Excuse us, Mr. Lu."
With a brief grunt, Lu Jingchen dismissively utters two words, "No worries."
Having said that, he proceeds to the dining room.
Jian Xia watches in disbelief as Lu Jingchen walks to the dining room, internally cursing this stingy man. So she had disturbed their sleep that morning, is that any reason to "gift wrap" her and send her off with Bo Leshen?
Such poor judgnt in friends, eh?
Bo Leshen directly pulls Jian Xia into his embrace and, once Lu Jingchen turns around, he grabs her and heads straight for the door.
Because the shoes that Song Qiao gave her didn’t fit, Jian Xia is still wearing the high heels from the previous night, stumbling several tis as Bo Leshen drags her along. Yet, the man’s firm hand on her arm and the other around her shoulder prevents her from falling. Out of frustration, she slaps his arm, "Bo Leshen, what are you doing? Let go of ."
Bo Leshen glances down at her slightly panicked face, his lips pressed tightly, and in the next second, he bends down and lifts her horizontally into his arms.
When Lu Jingchen returns to the dining room, Song Qiao is drinking milk, occasionally glancing towards the door.
Seeing Lu Jingchen enter, she looks behind him for Jian Xia and Bo Leshen, and not seeing them, she turns to Lu Jingchen, "Why didn’t you call them to have breakfast together? After all they’ve done for us, and we can’t finish all this food."
Lu Jingchen sits down beside her, asks the maid to serve him a bowl of porridge, and then speaks, "Mmm, they still have so matters to sort out. It’s a waste of their ti to stay here."
Song Qiao, sowhat perplexed, puts down her cup, takes the bowl of porridge from the maid, and after a while, asks the question that’s been on her mind, "Are those two a couple?"
But, it doesn’t seem quite like it.
Lu Jingchen pauses in his movents, looks down, and continues eating his breakfast. He hums in acknowledgnt, then explains, "Jian Xia has chased that man for over a decade, just like Ning Wan."
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