19 – Chapter 19
Bo Jinye’s sobs could almost be heard from downstairs. He was crying so hard he seemed on the verge of fainting, forcing An Sheng to gently kiss the man’s forehead.
“A Ye, be good. Stop crying, alright? Tell Sheng Sheng who bullied you, okay?”
Bo Jinye held her tightly, like a dying person clutching their most precious possession for the last time.
Choked sobs stuck in his throat, his heart crushed under immense pressure, yet still beating arduously for An Sheng, keeping Bo Jinye alive.
Seeing him like this, An Sheng couldn’t help but frown. While kissing him, she delivered a precise chop to his neck, knocking him unconscious in her arms.
If she let the man continue crying like this, something terrible might happen.
An Sheng laid Bo Jinye on the bed, observing his gaunt frame, pale and haggard face, and…
Dozens of bloodletting scars covering both wrists and forearms.
Ugly marks crisscrossed the man’s arms.
Some had healed, while others remained fresh, hastily bandaged with blood slowly seeping through.
An Sheng unbuttoned Bo Jinye’s shirt and saw the scar over his heart.
Her nose suddenly stung with unshed tears.
What has he been doing to himself?
After searching the bed for a moment, An Sheng found a phone, charged it, and called Shen Yan.
“Master? You’re finally awake! This time you…” Shen Yan sounded relieved on the other end.
Before he could finish, An Sheng interrupted, “What did you say to Bo Jinye?”
Shen Yan hesitated, stammering nervously without answering.
An Sheng repeated, “Shen Yan, don’t make me angry.”
“Alright, I didn’t mean any harm. I just wanted to teach him a lesson…”
After Shen Yan explained what happened, An Sheng grew slightly angry. “If Bo Jinye had died, Shen Yan, our master-disciple relationship would be over forever. Do you understand?”
“I don’t even dare to hurt Bo Jinye. How could you?!”
Shen Yan panicked immediately, not expecting An Sheng to be this furious. He repeatedly begged for forgiveness, “I’m sorry, Master. I was wrong.”
“I thought… just letting some blood and making him kneel for a while wouldn’t exhaust him.”
An Sheng coldly snorted and hung up directly, then went downstairs to call for help.
An Sheng had woken up, but Bo Jinye had fallen unconscious, throwing the household into chaos again.
When Ning Yun’ai came to treat Bo Jinye’s wounds, An Sheng smiled faintly. “Let me handle it…”
“Don’t worry, I know how to dress and treat wounds.”
Shi Yan glanced at Ning Yun’ai’s expression and smoothly mediated, “Of course. Then, Little Madam, we’ll be downstairs. Just call us anytime.”
As he spoke, he brought over the medical kit and set it down, giving Ning Yun’ai a meaningful look.
Ning Yun’ai took one last look at the smiling An Sheng before turning to leave. Shi Yan offered An Sheng an apologetic smile. “Doctor Ning repeatedly advised President Bo and nearly got into conflicts with him. Please forgive him, Little Madam.”
An Sheng naturally wouldn’t blame him. “Doctor Ning is A Ye’s good friend. I know that. Thank you both for your trouble during this time.”
“Your awakening is the best reward, Little Madam. Otherwise, President Bo would have…” Shi Yan trailed off.
Taking a deep breath, Shi Yan looked at An Sheng with clear, sincere eyes. “Perhaps as an outsider, I’m overstepping by saying this.”
“But President Bo genuinely regrets not treating you well before. He loves you deeply. I know these words might seem unfair to you, but I beg you to try to forgive President Bo.”
Shi Yan adjusted his glasses and smiled again. “You can punish him during your actual married life, but please believe in his sincerity.”An Sheng gazed at Bo Jinye on the bed, her voice gentle, “I will…”
“Then I’ll take my leave first.” Shi Yan inwardly breathed a sigh of relief.
As An Sheng opened the medical kit, she called out to stop Shi Yan, “Oh, one more thing…”
“Please inform the kitchen that I’ll be preparing dinner tonight. I want to thank everyone.”
Shi Yan froze for a moment, his face showing obvious surprise, “You… can cook?”
“Maybe I can even cook quite well.” An Sheng smiled.
Bo Jinye’s body was weak, and An Sheng wanted to properly nourish him.
Earlier, Bo Xiyuan had bathed Bo Jinye and changed his clothes. An Sheng had bandaged all his wounds, big and small, and administered a dose of nutritional fluid.
“Silly you, believing those words. All those years of education were wasted.”
An Sheng’s fingertips gently poked Bo Jinye’s sunken cheeks.
“You’ve suffered. Don’t be afraid, I’ll be fine.”
Bo Jinye didn’t wake until evening, and immediately asked for An Sheng upon waking.
An Sheng was cooking downstairs, while You Xin sat by the bed watching him. Seeing him awake, You Xin quickly called out, “Hey Fourth Brother! Fourth Brother, don’t run, slow down!”
“Everyone downstairs, Fourth Brother has run out!”
Bo Jinye rushed downstairs and bumped right into An Sheng coming out of the kitchen.
He stood there dumbfounded, staring at the girl who was smiling radiantly at him.
“A Ye…”
Bo Jinye dashed over and hugged her tightly. An Sheng staggered backward from the impact, nearly falling.
“Sheng Sheng! Sheng Sheng!” Bo Jinye cried out with both joy and anguish.
Shi Yan and Bo Xiyuan exchanged glances, then resignedly went outside to wait for Ning Yun’ai to arrive.
This scene was rather hard to watch.
“A Ye, you’re squeezing me to death.” An Sheng struggled against the tight embrace.
Bo Jinye refused to let go, “No, I’m afraid Sheng Sheng will fall asleep again.”
“I won’t, I’m perfectly fine now.” An Sheng thought of the food in the pot and quickly tried to soothe him.
Bo Jinye’s voice trembled slightly, “But… but you were perfectly fine before you fainted too.”
“You were still wearing our ring, and then suddenly… wuu…”
An Sheng had no choice but to comfort him gently, with kisses and promises, finally managing to calm him down.
An Sheng wiped his tears, “I made something delicious for A Ye. Would A Ye like to see?”
“Cooking? Sheng Sheng can cook?” Bo Jinye was also stunned.
He never knew.
[I really know nothing. I don’t understand Sheng Sheng at all.]
An Sheng saw through the man’s guilt and sorrow, smiling as she stood on her toes to kiss him, “It’s okay that you didn’t know.”
“Just think of me as a gift that you’re slowly unwrapping now.”
Bo Jinye liked this analogy.
[Then unwrapping a gift would be equivalent to taking off Sheng Sheng’s clothes?]
The man’s mind had clearly wandered to other thoughts.
An Sheng: “…”
Dinner turned out to be unexpectedly lavish.
You Xin, having learned in the afternoon that An Sheng would be cooking dinner, had specifically eaten a lot beforehand to fill his stomach.
Now, smelling the enticing aroma of the food, he was frustrated to tears.
Ah, why does it smell so good!
“A Ye, eat this.” An Sheng served Bo Jinye a bowl of chicken soup. Bo Jinye treasuringly held her hand, “Sheng Sheng be careful, it’s hot. Let me blow on it for you.”
Shi Yan praised the dinner profusely, “Little Madam’s cooking is truly excellent.”
“I’d love to come over for meals every day.”
“Dream on.” Bo Jinye immediately turned his head and gave him a dark glare.
Bo Xiyuan curled his lips, leaning close to Shi Yan’s ear, “I, however, might get to enjoy it regularly.”Shi Yan elbowed him.
During the meal, the servant answered the phone and said, “President Bo, there’s a guest outside.”
“It’s Mr. Pei.”