Finally, Bo Siyu fell into a deep sleep out of exhaustion, and even when taking a shower, Qin Zhao had to carry her to the bathroom.

At two o'clock in the morning, the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated. Qin Zhao reached out to pick it up and saw the three words "Su Jianming" on the screen, which was a bit dazzling.

Bo Siyu seemed to be disturbed by the ringing of the bell. She hummed a few words and instinctively snuggled into his arms.

Qin Zhao kissed the top of her head lightly, fastened the straps of her nightgown that had slipped off, then got out of bed, walked to the terrace, and answered the phone.

The night wind blew towards me with a hint of coolness.

Su Jianming's slightly excited voice came from the receiver: "Siyu, you finally answered the phone!"

"If you have something to say, just tell me. I'll help you get a bigger car." Qin Zhao leaned lazily against the wall, his fingertips stroking the cool lines of the glass railing. "My girlfriend is asleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent.

A few seconds later, the sound of shattering porcelain came from the receiver, and Su Jianming's voice was like a blade tempered with ice: "Qin Zhao? Why is Siyu's phone in your hand?"

Qin Zhao looked at the flashing neon lights in the distance and chuckled softly, but the ending tone was filled with chill: "Guess?"

A sneer suddenly erupted from the other end of the line: "Qin Zhao, there's no need to be so desperate to cling to the Bo family, right? Isn't it a great sense of accomplishment to pick up other people's leftovers?"

Qin Zhao's heart was filled with anger after hearing these disgusting words. His voice was as cold as if it had been soaked in ice water: "Su Jianming, if you don't want to become a beggar, you'd better shut your mouth!"

There was dead silence on the other end of the line, even the sound of breathing disappeared.

Qin Zhao tapped the phone screen with his fingertips, and every word was as sharp as a knife: "Also, Siyu and I are getting engaged soon. If you harass her again in the future, I don't mind calling the police directly."

"Fiancée?" Su Jianming suddenly sneered, "Do you think your parents would agree to you marrying a divorced woman with children?"

"Don't worry about that, my ex-husband." Qin Zhao's lips curled up sarcastically, "My parents have been looking forward to having a grandchild for a long time. Siyu and I came to Country S this time to take wedding photos."

There was a muffled sound from the receiver, like a fist hitting a wall, and then the phone was hung up.

The next morning, Bo Siyu woke up in a daze with pain all over her body.

When Qin Zhao's handsome face came in front of her, his ears turned red instantly, probably thinking of his own initiative last night.

"Baby, get up, we're going to take wedding photos today."

Bo Siyu was so moved by his calling that her bones softened, but when she heard about taking wedding photos, she couldn't help feeling a little confused.

His eyes were confused, as if he was looking at someone talking nonsense.

Qin Zhao stroked her hair and said softly, "Su Jianming called yesterday and I answered the phone."

Bo Siyu only hummed softly, showing no surprise at all. "And then?"

"I said we will take wedding photos in Country S and hold the wedding at the end of the year." Qin Zhao stared into her eyes, his tone hinting at testing.

He thought that eight or nine months was not too urgent.

After hearing this, Bo Siyu suddenly sat up and said, "Are you crazy? How could your family agree to this?"

"What about you?" Qin Zhao asked back with a burning gaze.

Bo Siyu caught a glimpse of the marks on his neck, her face flushed instantly, and she looked away and said, "I never said I wanted to marry you."

"Who called me husband last night?" Qin Zhao deliberately moved closer with a sly smile on his face.

Bo Siyu was both embarrassed and annoyed. She struggled to get out of bed, but her legs went weak and she almost fell.

Qin Zhao quickly supported her and said jokingly, "Sister, you should exercise more."

Bo Siyu glared at him: "It's all because of you..."

Qin Zhao quickly coaxed: "I'll take better care of you next time——"

"There won't be a next time!" Bo Siyu shook off his hand, but was pulled into his arms.

Qin Zhao lowered his head and approached, his breath burning hot: "Say it again?"

"No..." Before she could finish her words, Qin Zhao kissed her.

She was angry and anxious: "Don't come, I'm tired..."

Qin Zhao smiled and hugged her tightly: "I didn't mean to do anything bad. I just wanted to tell you that I told my family before I pursued you, and they are very supportive. Your parents are also very satisfied with me."

Bo Siyu was stunned, her ears burning, and she said shyly, "Then I... I'll think about it for a few days."

I originally planned to think about it for a few more days, but I didn’t expect to run into Su Jianming as soon as I left the hotel.

He walked out of the black car, staring at the hands of Bo Siyu and Qin Zhao, with undisguised jealousy in his eyes.

"Siyu, do you really want to marry him?" Su Jianming's voice trembled with suppressed emotion.

Bo Siyu had long been fed up with his pestering and nodded without thinking.

At this moment, Su Jianming's face turned ashen in an instant.

"Siyu, listen to my advice, you two are really not suitable for each other." He began to persuade her earnestly.

"What's wrong with it?" Bo Siyu asked back without showing any weakness. "I'm only two years older than him. We truly love each other, and both our parents support us. Why can't we get married?"

Su Jianming said stubbornly: "I know you are angry with me. The person you have always loved in your heart is me, right?"

Bo Siyu just thought it was ridiculous and pulled Qin Zhao to leave: "Don't waste time, the photographer is still waiting."

"Are you going to take wedding photos?" Su Jianming suddenly reacted.

"You're smart." Bo Siyu raised her chin. "We'll get married at the end of the year. Su Jianming, recognize your identity and don't bother me anymore!"

After saying that, she took Qin Zhao's arm tightly and walked down the stairs gracefully in her high heels.

The two got into a black luxury car and drove away.

Su Jianming watched the car go farther and farther away, his eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

An hour later, Bo Siyu and Qin Zhao arrived at the beach.

She stood on the soft sand, and the sea breeze blew salty water vapor on her face.

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