Chapter 129 You won, making me fall in love with you again.
Jiang Yimian stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the silver-gray high-rise buildings outside.
The SM Group logo gleamed in the sunlight.
She didn't know how long she had been standing there when a bell rang, startling her awake.
It's Ah Long.
“Miss Jiang, Bo Qingshan let President Bo go in alone. Our people are three kilometers away. If we get any closer, he will kill us.”
Jiang Yimian's heart tightened. "Going in alone is suicide."
Ah Long: "Don't worry, the police are already secretly approaching."
Jiang Yimian's heart was in turmoil, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
A white BMW drove out of the underground parking garage, and Jiang Yimian drove it very fast towards the west of the city.
Inside the factory, Bo Jinzhou went in alone. Bo Qingshan was very cautious and set up three checkpoints.
They searched them and confiscated everything.
He walked in, the huge factory filled with the smell of dust, and Bo Jinzhou's dark eyes were fixed on Wang Ma, who was tied to a chair.
When she saw him arrive, Wang Ma struggled violently, her gray hair disheveled, and her eyes filled with tears.
"Ah Jin, hurry up and go! Don't lose your life because of me."
Bo Qingshan smiled triumphantly when he saw that he actually dared to come alone.
"It seems this old man is quite special to you."
Bo Jinzhou, dressed only in a white shirt and black trousers, with his superior physique, stared directly at him fearlessly, "Release Wang Ma, and I'll do whatever you want with me."
Bo Qingshan laughed heartily and placed the dagger against Wang Ma's neck. "You are not in a position to negotiate with me now."
"Now, kneel down before me."
Bo Jinzhou's cold, deep eyes narrowed as he bent his knees and knelt down. Upon seeing this, Wang Ma cried even harder.
“Get up, child… He doesn’t deserve you kneeling before him.”
Bo Qingshan clicked his tongue, annoyed by her noise, and had her mouth gagged. Wang Ma was still cursing Bo Qingshan, but was eventually taken to the back by Bo Qingshan's men.
Bo Qingshan threw the dagger in front of Bo Jinzhou, saying, "Stab yourself once, and I'll let this old bastard go."
Bo Jinzhou curled his lip in disdain, "Bo Qingshan, is that all you've got? Or are you afraid of me? I've come in alone and you're still worried."
"It seems I have indeed left a deep impression on you."
Bo Qingshan's face changed with fear. "You little brat, you're still being stubborn at a time like this."
Bo Jinzhou picked up the dagger and looked at Bo Qingshan. "Isn't that right? If you're a man, you should fight me fair and square."
"Instead of being so timid and hesitant."
Bo Qingshan's gloomy expression gradually calmed down. "Bo Jinzhou, you really are cunning. You wanted me to get close so you could take the opportunity to kill me."
"Unfortunately, your provocation didn't work on me, but I've come up with an even more fun way to play."
He gave a wink to the bodyguards around him.
"Let them play with you."
Three bodyguards stepped forward and engaged him in combat.
Bo Jinzhou kept dodging. He moved quickly and decisively. Seizing the opportunity, he slashed the arm of one of the men with his dagger and kicked him.
The man fell down, clutching his arm and screaming in agony.
Bo Jinzhou's fighting style was taught by a very skilled master at the time, and he has yet to meet an opponent.
The other one was also knocked down and rolled to the feet of the person who was holding Wang Ma hostage.
Bo Qingshan's face darkened. "Useless! Three people can't even beat one."
Bo Jinzhou's gaze swept past the person Wang Ma was walking on. The person went from grimacing and crying out in pain to quickly grabbing the other person's leg and pulling hard, causing the person to do a split. The scream attracted Bo Qingshan's attention.
He rescued Wang Ma, and used the dagger hidden in his sleeve to cut the rope.
Bo Qingshan's pupils widened in shock as he realized something was wrong. "You actually arranged for someone to be by my side?"
Bo Jinzhou wiped the blood from the corner of his lips with his fingertip. "When dealing with you, I naturally have to have a backup plan."
Bo Jinzhou only had two men, but that was enough to buy him time.
The other one took Wang Ma away from here.
Bo Jinzhou, holding a dagger, walked step by step toward Bo Qingshan.
Bo Qingshan's face twitched, and he took off his coat. "Today, it's either you die or I live."
The two started fighting. This factory used to be a textile factory; it was small and had a lot of miscellaneous items.
Bo Qingshan had at least held back a lot of his strength, but he still got injured.
He grabbed Bo Jinzhou by the waist and slammed him against the shelf. Hearing the gunshots outside, he knew the police had arrived.
Bo Qingshan gritted his teeth, "If I die today, you won't live either."
He kicked the oil bottle, and Bo Jinzhou's eyes narrowed as he tried to stop him, but Bo Jinzhou had already thrown the lighter into the gasoline.
The flames instantly licked everything.
The white BMW screeched to a halt. Jiang Yimian stared at the factory billowing with thick smoke, her heart feeling as if it had stopped beating.
Her eyes were fixed on that direction, and she rushed forward recklessly, "Bo..."
He had barely uttered a single word when it felt as if a pair of large hands were gripping his throat tightly.
Song Zhou grabbed her arm, and Ah Long stopped her as well.
"Miss Jiang, it's too dangerous inside."
Jiang Yimian looked at Song Zhou and A Long helplessly, her voice breaking out of her throat: "Where is Bo Jinzhou? Where is he?!"
Wang Ma had been rescued, and she pushed past the doctors and nurses to come to Jiang Yimian's side.
“Mianmian, Ajin, Ajin is still inside…”
Jiang Yimian's mind went blank for a moment, as if a series of electric currents were buzzing through her brain.
"Fire! Fire!"
Song Zhou: "Madam, the firefighters are still on their way. The fire is too big; our people can't get in."
Jiang Yimian shook her head, tears streaming down her face, "No, save him quickly... the fire will burn him to death..."
She had experienced it firsthand and knew how desperate and terrifying it was to be trapped in a sea of fire.
"Quickly, save him..."
Jiang Yimian struggled fiercely, her business attire becoming wrinkled. She tried to rush in, but the two big men were incredibly strong and still almost couldn't control her.
"Bo Jinzhou, come out quickly... come out, I don't want you to die."
"I...I was lying to you..."
Her voice was shrill: "I was just saying things in anger. You're right, I've been making a scene... I'm throwing a tantrum. I'm angry that you wouldn't tell me everything, I'm angry that you hid things from me, I've been angry with you... I'm also angry that you like me but don't dare to admit it..."
"I'm just being stubborn, I'm really just being stubborn... I don't want to be the one who loses in a relationship... I'm afraid... afraid I'll end up like my mother..."
"I want to win, so I don't want to forgive you..."
"I'm not angry anymore, you have to live..."
“Bo Jinzhou, I don’t want you to die, really… I said you should die in anger, it was just a fit of pique… I didn’t really want you to die…”
She knelt on the ground, her stockings were worn through, and her knees were scraped from the violent struggle.
As if she couldn't feel it, she desperately tried to reach forward with both hands.
The entire factory was engulfed in flames, so intense that no one dared to approach it.
Bo Qingshan had already poured gasoline inside and outside the factory; he had deliberately left himself a backup plan.
Her long hair enveloped her face, and tears fell drop by drop, mingling with the dry earth: "You won... really, you won..."
Her voice was hoarse and sorrowful. Her fingernails dug into the soil, and she didn't feel the sharp pain pricking them, continuing to strain.
"You won, you made me fall in love with you all over again."
After their reunion, she had always used him, but after they got their marriage certificate, Bo Jinzhou took good care of her every day.
This made her feel the pampering she had experienced before.
This made her increasingly unrestrained, and also made her unable to resist being tender.
Her lost love for Bo Jinzhou was rekindled.
She tried to suppress it, but when faced with his undisguised love, she was still deeply burned.
She thought, how could this be? She clearly hated him so much.
But hatred is never without reason.
Because there is love, there can be hate.
The love we once shared was real, the lack of love we later shared was real, and the hatred that turned from love was also real.
She couldn't let go of it, neither the pain of those years nor the knowledge of everything he had suffered.
Since things have come to this point, she believes that separation is the best solution.
Those wounds should fade with time.
But now he's going to die... burned to death... she can't accept it.
It was clearly... clearly going to get better.
"You finally admit it."
A low, hoarse, choked, and indistinct voice entered the ears amidst the crackling of the fire.
Jiang Yimian suddenly looked up.
Bo Jinzhou stood a few meters away, his white shirt dirty and stained with blood, several buttons missing, but he was still handsome, and his disheveled appearance could not hide his aloofness.
His bloodshot eyes held a gentle smile as he limped quickly toward her, knelt down, and cupped her face in his hands.
"I don't want to win against you, I just want you."
Jiang Yimian's entire face was covered in tears, her thick eyelashes were wet in clusters, and her hands were gripping the fabric on his shoulders.
She forced a smile, but the tears flowed even more fiercely.
Bo Jinzhou's eyes were terribly red, and he struggled to control his emotions, but he still couldn't suppress them and kissed her forcefully.
The factory behind them was burned down and collapsed. The shockwave rolled by, but the two of them were still unaffected, only wanting to merge each other into their very bones.
Those around them were also moved to tears by the couple's love. Song Zhou turned his back and wiped away his tears. A Long sighed and patted Song Zhou on the shoulder.
Even a big, burly man like him wanted to cry.
A black Bentley drove past as the sun set.
Everything returned to calm.
"You lied to me again..."
Jiang Yimian clung tightly to his neck, her voice hoarse and choked with sobs, burying her head in the side of his neck.
Bo Jinzhou held her horizontally on his lap, with a partition between them, and Song Zhou deliberately left space for the two of them.
Bo Jinzhou felt her warm body temperature, her rapid breathing, and her choked sobs. His heart felt like it was being rolled on a stove, filled with both heartache and excitement.
"I'm sorry, it won't happen again."
Jiang Yimian bit her lip. "I thought you were dead. You clearly had a plan all along, but you didn't even tell Song Zhou. You made me worry for nothing."
Bo Jinzhou gently looked at her and said, "Actually, I didn't expect Bo Qingshan to pour gasoline. I only found out when I got close. At that time, I could only improvise."
He fled to the second floor, where the fire was smaller. The windows on the first floor were sealed off, as were those on the second floor, but he and another bodyguard managed to break open the window and jump down, which gave them a chance to survive.
"Besides, if I hadn't gone through a life-or-death experience, how could I have heard your sincere confession?"
He was laughing, a bright and genuine laugh.
Jiang Yimian bit his shoulder, and the man's hands around her waist tightened their grip on her.
"Bo Jinzhou, you have to live, do you hear me?"
He wiped away the tears from the corner of her eye with his fingertip. "Okay, I will live well and stay with my princess forever and ever."
Her voice was soft and slightly choked, as if she were about to cry: "You can't lie to me anymore, you can't keep hiding things from me."
"I'm not lying to you, I'll tell you everything."
She closed her fingers and said in a soft voice, "I lied to you too, so we're even."
"I am not pregnant. The reason I haven't had my period for two months is due to physical reasons."
“I deliberately created the illusion that I had aborted the child in order to make you hate me and then divorce me, but I didn’t expect that even after all this, you would still tolerate it.”
Bo Jinzhou was stunned, unable to come to his senses for a long time, before joy spread across his eyes.
He pinched her chin: "Little liar."
It was even better that she wasn't pregnant; he cherished her even more as he held her tighter.
"No matter what, I will not let go. Jiang Mianmian, you should be prepared to be entangled with me for the rest of your life."
"I will never let go, even if it kills me."
Having just gone through all that, Jiang Yimian couldn't bear to hear the word 'death'.
She said fiercely, "Don't say that."
Bo Jinzhou's voice was tender and gentle: "Okay."
"Isn't it terrifying to be surrounded by fire?"
Bo Jinzhou stared straight at her with his dark eyes, seeing the fear and dread in her eyes. Bo Jinzhou only regretted his powerlessness back then.
He shook his head. "I deserve it."
The moment the fire started, he remembered Jiang Yimian surrounded by flames, all alone.
How could a little girl who has been pampered since childhood bear such an experience?
At that moment, he thought that it might be better to die here, as a way to atone for his sins.
But he seemed to hear Jiang Yimian's voice.
His sleep has arrived.
If he really died in the fire, then his Mianmian would never be able to shake off the trauma for the rest of her life.
He can't hurt her anymore.
He wanted to live on, he wanted to stay by her side and make up for the seven years she had missed.
His Mianmian can't be stimulated anymore.
His voice was tender and affectionate, full of lingering sweetness: "Mianmian, I love you."
Jiang Yimian gave a coquettish snort and deliberately said, "I don't love you... I don't love you for now, so you have to make it up to me."
Bo Jinzhou pressed his forehead against hers, "Okay, I'll spend my whole life making it up to you."
(End of text)
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Cool and gentle x affectionate rascal
[Male unrequited love + both partners are virgins + love develops after sleeping together + long-awaited reunion + school life begins, then moves to the city]
Jin Yubai has the face of a scumbag. He comes from a top-tier wealthy family in Jiangzhou, loves to play around, and beneath his cold and aloof exterior lies arrogance and conceit.
She and the methodical Sang Yun Chu simply couldn't get along.
Their first encounter was when Jin Yubai witnessed Sang Yun Chu spreading rumors that he was her boyfriend.
Jin Yubai gave her a cold look, telling her not to waste her time.
The second time, Sang Yun Chu wanted to rent his house.
Jin Yubai said in a lazy and indifferent tone, "You think you can pluck this high-and-mighty flower from my mountaintop? No way."
The third time, Sang Yun Chu took the initiative to kiss him, hooking her hand around the belt of his robe, and asked him, "Do you like it?"
His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and he said in a hoarse, raspy voice, "I like it."
Jin Yubai feigned modesty and agreed to date her. Sang Yun Chu looked at him with her clear almond-shaped eyes and asked, "Don't you like being sexual partners?"
Sang Yun Chu was in control of this relationship; she could end it whenever she wanted.
Jin Yubai questioned with bloodshot eyes, only to be met with the response, "I'm tired of it, I'm fed up."
His pride, once the pride of heaven, was trampled underfoot and crushed.
I thought it was a docile kitten, but it turns out its claws and teeth aren't sharp enough yet.
Seven years later, they meet again, and Jin Yubai offers himself once more, saying, "Little cat, do you like it? If you like it, do it yourself."
Sang Yun Chu, completely drunk, followed her brain's command and once again reached out her little paw to attack him.
Waking up to a hefty compensation bill, Sang Yun Chu felt like her world had collapsed. "...Are there any other ways to compensate me?"
Jin Yubai smiled triumphantly: "Of course, don't even think about being my girlfriend. You're just pretending to be my girlfriend."
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