In the Porsche, Shen Qingyao glanced at the rearview mirror.

The black Bentley approached quickly, and she recognized it as Bo Junyi's car at a glance.

The corners of her lips curled up in a meaningful arc, and the moment the red light came on, she slowly unscrewed the Dior lipstick.

The bright color spreads across the lips.

"Susu, I have an important client to meet." She adjusted her earrings in the rearview mirror, the cold light reflected by the diamonds catching her eyes. "Wait here for a moment."

Before Li Susu could answer, the Porsche had already parked steadily by the roadside.

Li Susu had already noticed that Bo Junyi's car was following behind, and naturally understood that the "important client" Shen Qingyao wanted to meet was Bo Junyi.

The moment the engine was turned off, Bo Junyi's car stopped precisely not far away.

Li Susu watched Shen Qingyao hurriedly get out of the car and walk towards the Bentley with an elegant posture.

She felt a sharp pain in her heart, and she pushed open the car door suddenly. When she turned around, she met Bo Junyi's cold gaze.

He almost fled into a bus that was about to start a few meters away.

Not far away, Shen Qingyao leaned against the window of a Bentley, her fingertips carelessly sliding across the glass.

"Mr. Bo is pursuing me so urgently. Is it a public or personal matter?"

Bo Junyi watched the bus going farther and farther away, his brows furrowed, and his words were cold and heartless.

"Stay away from Li Susu."

Shen Qingyao raised her eyebrows and chuckled when she heard this: "Could it be that Mr. Bo also likes Su Su?"

"I'm not interested in women."

"Then why are you so nervous?" Shen Qingyao moved closer. "Boss Bo, are you coveting the child in her belly?"

Hearing this, Bo Junyi's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers in his trouser pockets subconsciously clenched.

"Shen Qingyao, is this your real purpose for approaching Li Susu?" Bo Junyi asked coldly.

"You mean I'm attracted to the bastard in her belly?" Shen Qingyao was exposed and suddenly raised her voice, "I approached her because your cousin loves her madly. Zhou Huaixu is your cousin, Bo Junyi. I just love him because of his love for her..."

"Have you finished pretending?" Bo Junyi interrupted her harshly, "Shen Qingyao, there's no such thing as an impenetrable wall in this world! You can't have children, so you're trying every possible way to adopt one. Am I right?"

After hearing this, Shen Qingyao stepped back unconsciously, and the color on her face instantly faded.

"Bo Junyi! You investigated me!"

"You go to the hospital so often, is there really a need for a deliberate investigation?" His voice was as cold as ice. "Do you know why you can't have children? Because you've caused the deaths of several people, Shen Qingyao, you're going to hell."

Shen Qingyao was stunned for a moment, as if she was irritated by him, and suddenly burst into uncontrollable laughter, but tears slid down her delicate makeup.

"How good are you? The doctor has long diagnosed you as infertile. If we get married..." Her voice stopped abruptly and she covered her mouth in horror, but it was too late.

Bo Junyi's eyes instantly turned cold. "If we get married, you can hide the fact that you are infertile forever, right?"

Shen Qingyao felt uneasy when he stared at her, and she took a few steps back.

"Even if you marry someone else, you won't be able to have your own biological children." Shen Qingyao looked at the handsome face in front of her that made her heart beat fast, and her tone softened unconsciously. "Bo Junyi, you wronged me. Li Susu's baby is gone due to heavy bleeding. I just happened to run into her in the hospital and felt sorry for her, so I helped her."

Bo Junyi's temples were throbbing.

Suddenly, the sanitary napkin that fell on the car seat yesterday and the scenes of her forcing a smile flashed through my mind.

But now it was like a slap in the face. He took a deep breath, turned around, got in the car, and started the engine.

The tires made a harsh sound when rubbing against the ground, and the black Bentley rushed out like an arrow, leaving Shen Qingyao standing there sneering.

It turns out she wasn't the only one who wanted a child.

She thought of a few days ago when Bo Junyi hurried to Zhou's house with Zhou Huaixu. His anxious expression and the concerned look he gave Li Susu from time to time were enough to explain everything.

In the Bentley, Bo Junyi untied his tie, but still felt short of breath.

His girl had to endure the pain of loss before she had the chance to fully experience the joy of new life.

And he was completely unaware of all this.

He dialed Li Susu's number over and over again, but there was only a cold busy tone in the receiver.

When she rushed into the apartment, her usual slippers were neatly placed on the shoe rack at the entrance, and the whole house was empty.

Bo Junyi rushed up to the second floor without giving up, and searched the bedroom and bathroom, but there was no sign that she had returned.

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At this time, in the back seat of the bus, Li Susu curled up and looked out the window.

The dusk soaked through the glass like melted ink, turning the towering office buildings into blurred silhouettes. The bus stop names announced became increasingly unfamiliar as it carried her to the edge of the city.

The phone in her bag was vibrating and getting hot. The moment the screen lit up, the three words "Bo Junyi" made her eyes hurt.

She clenched the corner of her clothes, her nails almost digging into her palms - Shen Qingyao must have told Bo Junyi about the miscarriage.

His fingertips trembled above the answer button, and countless images exploded in his mind: Bo Junyi's cold and hard eyebrows, his furious expression...

She wanted to find a suitable time and speak carefully, but she didn't expect everything to be disrupted.

When the twenty-seventh missed call flashed, Li Susu suddenly pressed the power button.

The text message cursor danced in the darkness, my throat tightened to the point of suffocation, and I finally managed only one sentence: "Sorry, don't call me, I'll go home later."

The successful sending prompt sound rang out and she buried her head in her arms.

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