Chapter 20 The Marriage Alliance with the Jiang Family

The next day.

Jiang Yimian didn't sleep well. She opened her tired eyes, then paused, her brows immediately furrowing in disgust.

The man right in front of me was sleeping on his side. He was handsome, with sharp, sculpted features, sword-like eyebrows, and bright eyes. He was very dashing.

The double eyelid crease is shallow, a classic phoenix eye.

He always looked at people with such a cold and intimidating gaze.

Jiang Yimian had nightmares all night, and when she woke up, she saw that annoying face again, which made her feel irritable.

Stepping out of his embrace, Jiang Yimian sat on the bed and sorted out her thoughts.

In the end, I decided to lie back down.

She gently leaned back, then turned her back to him, making it appear as if he was holding her in his arms.

Intimate contact is essential; even if it's disgusting, you have to swallow it.

The man behind him had a very punctual biological clock, waking up precisely at seven o'clock. With his arm draped over a soft waist, he was stunned for a moment, and what came into view was a head with thick black hair.

Bo Jinzhou's heart seemed to stop. Afraid of waking her, he got up quietly, shirtless, revealing his strong upper body. He didn't have the habit of sleeping with clothes on, and if it weren't for Jiang Yimian being there, he wouldn't even have put on pants.

He had just entered the bathroom when Jiang Yimian woke up. She breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body relaxed.

Bo Jinzhou washed up, put on his workout clothes, and went to the gym.

Jiang Yimian got up after returning from the gym.

Bo Jinzhou was going to work, dressed very business-like, in a black suit with a gray shirt. He waved two ties in front of her, saying, "Pick one."

A sly glint flashed in Jiang Yimian's eyes. She got off the bed, stepped barefoot onto the floor, picked up the two ties, looked at them, and shook her head: "Not worthy."

Then he went to the dressing room and picked out a flashy red tie from among a bunch of expensive ones.

It's odd to pair bright, eye-catching colors with dark-colored clothes, especially since only the tie is that color.

Bo Jinzhou raised an eyebrow: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Yimian: "Don't you think this color is beautiful? It looks very festive."

Seeing that she wasn't wearing shoes, Bo Jinzhou picked her up and put her on the sofa. "Then you come here."

Jiang Yimian was wondering why he would hug people so often.

Hearing him say that, she wrapped her arms around his neck in an annoyed manner.

Bo Jinzhou frowned: "Turn down your collar."

Jiang Yimian's actions were rough, which displeased Bo Jinzhou. "Jiang Yimian, can't you be a little gentler?"

Jiang Yimian blurted out, "Lu Yiwan is gentle, go find her."

These words made them both pause.

Jiang Yimian's fingertips twitched slightly before she quickly typed it out for him.

She avoided his deep eyes and stood up: "Alright, now get out of here."

Bo Jinzhou reached out and straightened his messy tie.

His mood took a dramatic leap, a joy he himself was unaware of.

Jiang Yimian lay back down, and Bo Jinzhou scooped her up, saying, "Have breakfast with me."

Jiang Yimian was furious. "Do you need someone to accompany you to breakfast? Are you a three-year-old?"

"I don't know who used to make me have breakfast with her every day, but now it's my turn."

Jiang Yimian looked at him resentfully: "Is it interesting to expose my past?"

Bo Jinzhou chuckled: "Of course it's interesting."

After breakfast, Bo Jinzhou went to the company.

Jiang Yimian hid in the room, first checking for surveillance cameras, and finally went to the bathroom.

She was sitting on the toilet making a video call with Yu Su and Chu Yao.

After hearing her description, Tan Yusu felt that she could win over Bo Jinzhou without medication.

Chu Yao objected, "Think about it, Bo Jinzhou is calm and terrifying. How can you subdue him if you don't have any leverage over him?"

"What if he falls head over heels in love with Lu Yiwan?"

"When the time comes, he will definitely choose his girlfriend without hesitation between Xiaomianmian and Lu Yiwan."

“If he slept with Xiao Mianmian, then it would be a different story. He would face moral condemnation, hesitate and struggle, and he would never abandon Mianmian, who is his own sister.”

Jiang Yimian thought it made a lot of sense.

And so the three of them reached a consensus.

Bo Jinzhou finished his meeting around 12:00 p.m. and didn't get to eat until Bo Qingshan suddenly barged into his office without a word.

Bo Jinzhou remained seated, picking out ginger and garlic piece by piece with a leisurely and unhurried manner, showing no sign of aversion to the trouble and displaying remarkable patience.

Bo Qingshan stood with his hands behind his back, his face stern: "You took Jiang Yimian to Yunduan?"

Bo Jinzhou lifted his eyelids slightly, "You still follow gossip news, huh?"

"Quite fashionable."

Bo Qingshan: "Outrageous! Your fiancée is Yi Wan."

"If you keep her by your side, what will outsiders think? What will Yi Wan think? Do you want both sisters?"

Bo Jinzhou finally reacted to these words, throwing his chopsticks on the table and leaning back lazily on the sofa, his dark eyes sharp and cold. "Aunt Jiang only gave birth to one daughter, Mianmian."

"The engagement was between me and Mianmian, so what kind of sisters are they?"

“Yi Wan’s surname is Lu. She is Lu Wenchang’s daughter. As the eldest daughter, it is natural for her to marry into a family with another man.”

Bo Jinzhou nodded slowly, a smile playing on his lips but without a trace of warmth. "You've reminded me of that. Lu Yiwan is Lu Wenchang's daughter, his biological daughter."

Bo Qingshan's body trembled, his eyes sharp and shrewd. "What nonsense are you talking about? Yi Wan only has the surname Lu, how could she possibly be Lu Wenchang's biological daughter?"

"Uncle, I know more than you do, don't treat me like a fool."

Bo Qingshan clenched his fists, his lips tightened, suppressing the anger in his heart. "You were the one who agreed to the marriage with Yi Wan back then. Now you want to break off the engagement?"

"If word gets out, it will be a disgrace to the Bo family."

Bo Jinzhou stood up, a head taller than Bo Qingshan. "Did you hear that? Or are you a mind reader, able to read my mind?"

"Seven years ago, you admitted it yourself. Don't try to be glib. Once you've said it, it's like spilled water—you can't take it back."

Bo Jinzhou pondered for a moment, then smiled casually, "I did say that I wanted to form a marriage alliance with the Jiang family, but I didn't say it was with Lu Yiwan. Besides, does Lu Yiwan even have the surname Jiang?"

He was utterly shocked. "What?"

Bo Jinzhou sat down again and started eating. "Uncle, goodbye and don't disturb my meal."

Bo Qingshan left in anger, and Bo Jinzhou lost his appetite.

Suddenly I wanted to see what Jiang Yimian was doing.

A video call startled Jiang Yimian.

"Is this guy crazy? Why is he making phone calls for no reason?"

Jiang Yimian answered the call, and Bo Jinzhou's expression relaxed when he saw her.

What did you have for lunch?

"meal."

What kind of food?

White rice.

Bo Jinzhou laughed in exasperation, "Why didn't you share what dishes you ate with me?"

Jiang Yimian rolled her eyes, avoiding the camera: "Boiled shrimp..."

Bo Jinzhou waited, but she didn't say anything more for a long time.

"I can't remember." Jiang Yimian was too lazy to say anything more, so she just said this.

Bo Jinzhou noticed her perfunctory attitude but didn't pursue the matter. "Are you bored?"

"I'm bored, so I want to go find Chu Yao to play with. Can you let me out and send me a car, a driver, and a bodyguard? That will be enough."

"This request shouldn't be difficult for President Bo, right?"

Bo Jinzhou glanced at her coldly, "Looking for Chu Yao is hopeless."

"Come to the company to find me."

Jiang Yimian refused, saying, "I'd rather stay home."

Bo Jinzhou suppressed his anger, "Jiang Yimian, you weren't like this before."

He added that Jiang Yimian had been a bit impatient before, but considering her purpose, she still agreed.