“Second Master, where are we going now?”
“Back to Yuxiu Mountain.” Bo Jinyu replied, his face very solemn.
The Ye Anran in his arms became increasingly restless.
At this time, they couldn’t go anywhere else.
And he, wasn’t willing to hand her over to someone else.
Some things, perhaps, just naturally fell into place.
…
…
When she woke up, the first sight that greeted her was a stunningly handsome face.
Ye Anran’s emotions went from being dazzled to scared, then perplexed, and finally utterly lost.
Good heavens!
What on earth was happening?
She struggled to recall the events of the previous day.
Yesterday, her dad had called her to have a meal together at the Haoting Hotel.
When she arrived, there was only Ye Rouxin.
She told herself that their dad had a bout of high blood pressure and had rested in a room.
She went to look for her dad.
As she pushed open the hotel room door, a strong force subdued her; she struggled in vain as a handkerchief, heavy with a pungent fragrance, was pressed against her mouth and nose.
Her subsequent memories became gradually blurry.
She only remembered that the person was Li Ming.
Li Xuewen’s distant nephew, who had visited the Ye Family a couple years ago, asking her dad for help in finding a job.
Back then, they had arranged a security position for him at the company.
But who knew that the guy was prone to fighting upon meeting anyone, and after causing a big scene, her dad had to let him go.
Why was he in the room, and why did he drug her?
Even if Ye Anran were naive, she quickly clarified the issues at hand.
Ye Rouxin!
Li Xuewen!
What were they trying to do?
Also, why was she in the end lying beside Uncle Bo?
In her closed eyes, vaguely discernible fragments flashed by.
It seemed, was she the active participant?
Heaven above, earth below, what on earth was all this about?
Of all people, why did it have to be Uncle Bo?
No, no, no!
At least Uncle Bo was handsome, and a good man, so clearly she had hit the jackpot.
She should be thankful it was Uncle Bo, but if it had been that thug Li Ming…
She would rather bash her head against a wall…
Oh no, no, no, Ye Anran, what are you thinking?
This isn’t about who it was, the most important thing is that she needed to settle scores with Li Xuewen and Ye Rouxin!!
With that thought, Ye Anran finally found a trace of her rationality.
She opened her mouth and asked, “Uncle Bo, how did you…
come to be with me?”
Bo Jinyu looked at her pretending to be serious with a small face, a laugh brewing inside him, and with the same seriousness on his face, recounted the events to her.
“So, you specifically rushed over to rescue me?” Ye Anran, eyes shimmering with gratitude.
“You didn’t answer my calls, I couldn’t just leave you to die, could I?”
Bo Jinyu’s indifferent remark nonetheless made Ye Anran suddenly feel a deep sense of shame and embarrassment.
Just look at how good Uncle Bo is, calling you when he knew you were in danger.
You, like a fool, didn’t answer the phone, and you almost ruined yourself!
Luckily Uncle Bo is not one of those indifferent people, he rushed to the hotel and rescued you, and to detoxify you, he even…
offered his own body!
What a great man!
“Thank you, Uncle Bo.
Yesterday, my phone was on silent, so I didn’t hear your call,” Ye Anran said, biting her fingertip as she struggled to tell a lie.
She was too embarrassed to tell Uncle Bo that she had intentionally ignored the calls!
Bo Jinyu glanced at her, chose not to expose her low-level lie, and simply curved his thin lips into a shallow smile, “Well, at least you didn’t make a big mistake.”
“Uh…” Wasn’t that considered a big mistake?
Ye Anran was speechless, yet she didn’t dare show it, and suddenly she remembered another question: Normally, after someone is rescued in a hotel, shouldn’t they be taken to the hospital?
Why did Uncle Bo bring her to his villa instead?
After agonizing over it, Ye Anran still innocently asked, “Um…
Uncle Bo, why didn’t you take me to the hospital at that time?”
“Do you think I did it on purpose?” Bo Jinyu raised his eyebrows, his long eyes revealing threads of disappointment and helplessness, along with a touch of extremely complex grievance, as if he had done so many good deeds, only to be misunderstood in the end.
Being stared at with such eyes made Ye Anran suddenly feel as if she was the villain, and she quickly shook her head:
“Ah…
no, no, why would I think that?
I was just asking.
Uncle, you can have any woman you want, I’m not some national beauty!”
A glimmer of amusement flickered in Bo Jinyu’s eyes, but his face remained serious:
“Given what had happened to you at the time, with the kind of drug you were drugged with, if I had taken you to the hospital and someone with an agenda had seen you, it would have affected your reputation, whether something happened or not.
So my intention was to call a family doctor and take you back to the villa for treatment.”
Then what?
Was it because the family doctor couldn’t treat you?
Why did it turn out that he became the antidote in the end?
“However, I miscalculated.
I truly didn’t expect the drug to be that potent.
Before the family doctor could arrive, you started making advances on me in the car!”
“Pfft…”
Ye Anran felt like she could spew old blood straight at the wall.
She tried hard to make herself look less humiliating.
‘Making advances on me’—these four words filled her mind.
She had absolutely no idea how to respond to Uncle Bo’s words.
Because according to her fragmented memory, indeed, she had been the proactive one.
Yet Uncle Bo, as if feeling it wasn’t sensational enough, continued, “Moreover, when I carried you upstairs, you were crying and making a scene, demanding that I agree to your request.
You even said if I didn’t agree, you would jump from there.
Obviously, I couldn’t just leave you to die, so I had to…
sacrifice myself again!”
His slender finger pointed towards the sunlit window, speaking in a calm and collected manner.
Yet it stated a fact—that everything he had done was to save her!
What Ye Anran didn’t notice was the flicker of teasing in the depths of Bo Jinyu’s eyes.
“Uncle, I’m sorry, I was under the influence of the drug at that time!” Ye Anran said, wanting to cry but without tears, completely at a loss for words.
As Ye Anran was thinking this, Bo Jinyu’s deep voice sounded, “Although you were drugged, what has happened has happened.”
“I don’t need you to take responsibility for me, we can act as if nothing happened.”
Ye Anran generously stated that she wouldn’t ask Uncle Bo to take responsibility for her.
Of course, she also hoped Uncle Bo would be as magnanimous and dignified as she was, not dwelling on personal gains and losses, but seeing it simply as an accident between adults!