Chapter 40 The Bed Is Uncomfortable
The office door was suddenly pushed open, and the two people sitting side by side looked over.
Bo Qingshan barged in despite Song Zhou's attempts to stop him. Song Zhou said, "Mr. Bo, please leave. Mr. Bo and his wife are still having dinner."
Looking at the two so intimately connected, Bo Qingshan's eyes suddenly flashed with anger: "Bo Jinzhou, are you really going to marry this woman?"
Bo Jinzhou raised his hand, and Song Zhou closed the door and walked out.
Jiang Yimian got up to leave, but Bo Jinzhou grabbed her wrist, pulled her back down to sit, and continued to serve her food, saying, "Eat yours."
Jiang Yimian whispered, "Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
That's what they said, but they've already picked up their chopsticks and started eating.
Bo Jinzhou smiled merrily, but his dark eyes held a nonchalant coldness. "Uncle, I don't need your permission to marry whomever I want."
“This woman has no right to enter our Bo family. Don’t be reckless.”
Jiang Yimian chimed in from the side, "I also feel that I am not good enough for you. Brother Jinzhou, give me the money."
Bo Jinzhou clicked his tongue and gave her a cold look. "Eat your food properly and don't talk. Be careful not to choke."
Jiang Yimian pursed her lips and continued eating her food with her head down.
Bo Jinzhou slowly and methodically picked out the fish bones one by one with his chopsticks. This fish didn't have many small bones, and the large bones were easy to remove. He placed the fish he had picked out into her bowl. Bo Jinzhou's expression was languid, but his voice was cold and ruthless.
“Bo Qingshan, you have the least right to say anything here.”
Bo Qingshan was furious that Bo Jinzhou would call him by his full name. "I think you've been bewitched by her. Aren't you supposed to be smart? How come you can't see that this woman is deliberately getting close to you?"
Jiang Yimian's expression didn't change much, but her heart skipped a beat. Was it that obvious?
Bo Jinzhou found it laughable, a sneer spreading across his lips. "Does she need to deliberately get close to me? We've known each other for over twenty years, what right do you have to meddle in my business?"
Jiang Yimian put it back with a sense of relief.
Bo Qingshan sneered, "Then take a look at this video and tell me for yourself whether this woman is qualified to enter the Bo family."
Jiang Yimian looked up and saw that Bo Qingshan had already placed his phone over, on which was a video.
The environment was messy, and the back of a fat man with big ears was visible. He and Jiang Yimian were huddled in a corner. Even before watching, people already knew what had happened.
Jiang Yimian's body trembled violently as a nightmarish scene appeared before her eyes.
The chopsticks fell onto the table with a clatter and then slid off.
Bo Jinzhou's face immediately turned icy cold, and he smashed the phone without hesitation.
The loud noise was heard by everyone outside, who all craned their necks to see what had happened.
But everyone was very professional; they all lowered their heads and went back to their work after just two seconds.
Jiang Yimian clenched her fist, reached out and grabbed Bo Jinzhou's wrist, gripping his metal watch tightly, "Bo Jinzhou..."
She closed her eyes in pain, her mind reeling, those disgusting, desperate, and painful images constantly flashing before her eyes.
She screamed and clutched her head.
Bo Jinzhou: "Song Zhou!"
Song Zhou immediately brought people in and took Bo Qingshan away. Before leaving, Bo Qingshan's eyes flashed with smugness, "If you insist on marrying her, then tomorrow I will let the whole world know that Jiang Yimian was raped."
These two words made Bo Jinzhou's eyes turn bloodshot, and a fierce look appeared. When he stepped forward, Jiang Yimian grabbed his hand again.
The door closed, and Bo Jinzhou squatted down and grabbed her shoulders. "Mianmian, what's wrong?"
Jiang Yimian resisted his touch, hugging herself, "No, I didn't..."
"Get out of my way!"
Bo Jinzhou felt a tearing pain in his heart and hugged her tightly. "Mianmian, it's me. I'm here. Don't be afraid."
Jiang Yimian opened her eyes, still trembling, buried her face in his chest, tears soaking his shirt, clutching his clothes tightly, his shirt crumpled into a ball.
Bo Jinzhou's throat was dry, as if he had a razor blade in his mouth, and every time he moved his throat, it would scrape painfully and draw blood.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Jiang Yimian raised her head, her eyes blurry with tears, and choked out a complete sentence: "I didn't, I wasn't raped, you have to believe me."
"I was really not raped..."
Bo Jinzhou's voice trembled, "I know, I believe you."
Six years ago, Jiang Yimian walked out of the room covered in blood—that man's blood. Her clothes were torn. It was only through Chu Yao and Tan Yusu's connections that the incident was suppressed.
Lu Wenchang felt ashamed and forbade anyone to talk about the matter anymore.
The man was injured and, because of the attempted rape that caused serious psychological harm to the victim, was sentenced to six years in prison.
This was only because Chu Yao found the best lawyer in the industry, which added another year.
Not many people know about this, because Lu Wenchang strictly forbade any discussion of what happened that day.
Jiang Yimian already suffered from severe depression and post-traumatic stress disorder, and she was having an attack for a whole month at that time.
She cried for a long time in Chu Yao's apartment, attempted suicide, but was saved.
No one knows she is sick because she went to see a doctor under Chu Yao's name. Outsiders would only think that Young Master Chu developed a mental illness because his family disliked him for being gay and he lost his parents' love. In addition, the institution is very famous and protects patient information very strictly, so no one knows that Jiang Yimian has such an illness.
Although she recovered from depression two years ago, she still experiences uncontrollable relapses when triggered by stress.
Jiang Yimian tried hard to control her emotions, burying her head in Bo Jinzhou's chest, her face filled with hatred where Bo Jinzhou couldn't see.
She hates too many people, but she also hates herself for not being strong enough, for becoming so vulnerable because of a single video.
Bo Jinzhou brought her back to the clouds.
Jiang Yimian fell into a deep sleep.
I woke up in the middle of the night and felt someone beside me, so I got up like a startled bird.
Hearing the noise, Bo Jinzhou got up and turned on the bedside lamp. "Mianmian, it's me."
Bo Jinzhou's eyes held a hint of weariness, and his short, black hair fell loosely, adding to his cool, youthful air.
Jiang Yimian was momentarily dazed, staring blankly at him, her nails digging into her flesh. She lowered her eyes and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"
"It's almost dawn, and there are only three hours left until sunrise."
Bo Jinzhou approached, "Had a nightmare?"
Jiang Yimian shook her head: "Maybe I'm not used to sleeping in this bed yet."
"Which type of bed do you prefer? Have someone go and buy it when it's light."
"Chu Yao's bed is very comfortable. Why don't you ask him where he bought it?"
In an instant, Bo Jinzhou's face turned cold. He lay down and sneered, "I'll just send you to his house. It'll save me the trouble."
Jiang Yimian replied seriously, "That works too."
The next second, Bo Jinzhou turned to look at her, his eyes deep and dangerous, as if he would immediately deal with her if Jiang Yimian continued speaking.
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