Chapter 170 The Person I Admire

She saw an unprecedented sincerity in his eyes.

Seeing his sincere gaze, I couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness.

Of all the members of the Bo family, only her grandfather was truly good to her.

But for Bo Jinzhou and her, there was no turning back.

She gritted her teeth and decided to use her trump card: "Grandpa, I already have someone I like, but it's not Bo Jinzhou."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Bo's face was filled with shock.

“I know it’s absurd to tell you all this, but I want to nip this uncertainty in the bud before things get out of control. I hope Grandpa can grant my wish, and also grant Bo Jinzhou’s wish…”

She had already put it very tactfully, and Old Master Bo would surely understand her position and feelings.

At that moment, the man standing behind the big tree unconsciously clenched his fists for a moment.

It turns out she already had someone she liked.

Who exactly is this person?

He had tried everything to get her to divorce Bo Jinzhou, but he refused no matter what.

Last night, Bo Jinzhou hit Fang Gan, and today she came over to say these words to the old man.

It was really hard not to make him suspicious...

Is her desire for a divorce really inextricably linked to that man?

The atmosphere in the pavilion grew increasingly tense.

"Grandpa, may I ask who your beloved is?"

Sang Ruo's upper eyelashes fluttered wildly.

Even she herself didn't know whether he could be considered someone she liked.

But this is indeed a trump card that could make her get a quick divorce.

She could never say those three words to his face.

Once it's spoken, it will undoubtedly push the trend to new heights.

She's not that stupid...

After a moment of contemplation, she replied softly, "You don't know that person."

Grandpa Bo sighed helplessly and finally chose to compromise: "Since you two have made your decision, I will respect it! Grandpa agrees to your divorce."

After hearing the accurate answer, the huge weight in Sang Ruo's heart gradually lifted.

"Thank you for your understanding and tolerance, Grandpa."

Her voice was choked with sobs.

Old Master Bo raised his hand and patted her head, his eyes full of doting affection: "I hope that even after your divorce, you will still be Xiao Chuan's mother. The gates of our Bo family mansion will always be open to you. You can come back anytime you want."

"good."

A warm current rose in Sang Ruo's heart and then flowed to every part of her body.

"It's a bit chilly outside, let's go inside! Dinner will probably be served soon."

Sang Ruo quickly got up from the chair, helped Old Master Bo, and hurried into the room.

The man standing under the big tree reached out, took out a cigarette, put it to his lips, and lit it.

He almost finished the cigarette with a furrowed brow.

It turns out that the old man didn't recognize the person he admired...

A fierce glint, unlike anything he had ever seen, appeared deep within his eyes.

A strong sense of jealousy seemed about to engulf him in an instant.

His aura became exceptionally terrifying.

...

It wasn't until just before dinner that Bo Jinyan walked slowly into the room.

Everyone had arrived; he was the last to come in.

When Sang Ruo saw him arrive, she glanced at him and could clearly sense that his aura was different from usual.

But I can't quite put my finger on what's different.

He spoke very little during the dinner, listening almost the entire time and focusing intently on his meal.

Towards the end, he drank some wine and appeared slightly tipsy. In the end, the butler helped him back to his room.

Perhaps Mr. Bo caught a chill in the evening, as he was feeling a little unwell.

After dinner, Sang Ruo went up to the third floor to give Old Master Bo a quick check-up and learned that he had a cold.

After she had taken care of things on his end, she came down from the third floor.

The lively crowd downstairs had long since dispersed, and Bo Jinzhou had probably taken Bo Yukang back to Qinglan Garden.

Sang Ruo had just reached the second floor when she looked up and saw the figure leaning against the door.

Bo Jinyan looked at her quietly, without saying a word.

From the moment he appeared tonight, she sensed something was off about his aura.

This feeling is even more pronounced now.

She walked over with light steps, intending to walk past him and go straight downstairs, but her wrist was grabbed by the man beside her.

The next second, he swiftly opened the door and led her into the room.

"Bang--"

The dull thud of the door closing startled the entire space.

For a fleeting second, she even wondered if he wasn't drunk at all.

Is the person you like Fang Gan?

Bo Jinyan placed his hands on her shoulders, pinning her against the door, and gazed down at her captivating eyes.

Sang Ruo looked up and met his eyes. When she caught a glimpse of the crimson in his eyes, her heart sank inexplicably.

Did he hear something?

"I told you to get a divorce before, and you tried everything to stop me. Yesterday, Bo Jinzhou came to my house and beat him up, and today you come to Grandpa to bring up divorce! So you were refusing me before because you had someone else in your heart?"

Sang Ruo's back stiffened involuntarily.

It turned out that he not only overheard her conversation with Old Master Bo, but also misunderstood her words.

She thought that the person she admired was Fang Gan.

The man saw that she didn't say anything, then suddenly reached out his well-defined hand and grabbed her chin.

The force was extremely strong, causing her some pain.

"Speak! Do you love him?"

In the past, she would have definitely denied it, but the thought of his ambiguous relationship with Fang Jiayu made her feel particularly uncomfortable.

She had no desire to continue arguing with him: "So what if it is? So what if it isn't? What does it have to do with you?"

Upon hearing this, Bo Jinyan reached for the doorknob without hesitation and locked the door.

The moment the noise reached her ears, her heart leaped into her throat.

What do you want to do?

She looked at him warily, her voice much lowered.

"Have you forgotten your past with me? If you don't remember, how about I help you recall?"

Sang Ruo caught a glimpse of deep desire in the man's eyes.

Bo Jinyan picked her up and threw her onto the sofa next to him. He then loosened his dark tie and tossed it aside before closing in on her.

When the man approached, she could smell a faint scent of alcohol and a light woody aroma on him.

Sang Ruo's throat tightened with tension as she placed her hands on his chest: "Bo Jinyan, are you crazy? This is the Bo family's old residence; you can't do whatever you want here."

"This is my home, why can't I?"

"Don't..."

Before Sang Ruo could finish speaking, the man lowered his head and kissed her lips.