Bo Linyuan turned around and the wheelchair was back in his study.

Xie Ruanruan looked at the heavily closed door and seemed to be thinking about something.

Then she shrugged.

Maybe Bo Linyuan never thought that she would want to divorce him.

A man like him, born a genius with unique conditions, will only think that all women should chase after him, and he will not tolerate anything out of control.

He may not love her, but she cannot not love him or abandon him.

Xie Ruanruan could probably understand it. She also knew some men with such excellent innate conditions. People who were too outstanding were often self-righteous.

Xie Ruanruan didn't think too much about it. After finishing some things in the evening, she lay down to sleep.

Although her hand was injured these days, she was busy dealing with some things outside the company, so she was very tired and slept very soundly at night.

So much so that even someone who was usually very alert didn't notice Bo Linyuan entering the room in the middle of the night.

Bo Linyuan sat in a wheelchair, looking dimly at Xie Ruanruan lying on the bed.

She was sleeping very soundly, her little face was white and rosy, like a porcelain doll.

Her hand has not fully healed yet. Although it is not bandaged, the wound on the palm still looks very shocking.

Burns, scratches... You can imagine how much pain she was in.

Generally, girls will frown if they get a little hurt, worrying about leaving scars.

But she hasn't said a word in half a month.

Bo Linyuan raised his hand and gently lifted the few strands of hair that covered Xie Ruanruan's forehead, and she moved.

Bo Linyuan stopped and did nothing else. Instead, he picked up the phone on Xie Ruanruan's bedside table.

He pressed it and the screen lit up.

For the first time, he noticed her phone screen wallpaper. On it was a photo of her with three men. Each of the three men had their own unique characteristics, and they were indescribably handsome. And she was acting intimately with them...