Chapter 73 That bastard, he's really playing dirty tricks.



Chapter 73 That bastard, he's really playing dirty tricks.

Having not slept well the night before and having just been teased by Bo Jinzhou, she was overcome with sleepiness and quickly fell asleep.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her body against him, already showing signs of dependence.

I felt much better when I woke up the next day, but I still had a cough and my throat was sore.

Bo Jinzhou didn't go to the company; he stayed home with her.

Jiang Yimian was wearing a thick beige loungewear set, curled up on the sofa scrolling through her phone.

Bo Jinzhou prepared her medicine and held a piece of candy in his hand. "Here, drink your medicine."

Jiang Yimian frowned and refused, changing the subject: "Did you do it that my conversation with Lu Yiwan was posted online?"

Bo Jinzhou raised an eyebrow: "Yes, it's me."

"Then why did the trending topic disappear? The recording was also completely deleted. How did the popularity drop so quickly?"

“She paid to have the trending topic taken down.” Bo Jinzhou took her phone. “Take your medicine first.”

Jiang Yimian glanced at the brownish-red liquid and continued to change the subject: "Weren't you supposed to be so awesome? How come you managed to get her to bring the trending topic down so easily?"

Bo Jinzhou glanced at her with sharp eyes and unwrapped the candy wrapper: "It's just an appetizer. She can take it away if she wants; it will only stir up more public opinion."

Netizens aren't stupid; they can see the intention behind such an obvious removal of a trending topic, especially since they're also bringing up other celebrities' scandals to divert attention.

Lu Yiwan will only be targeted by netizens.

Jiang Yimian thought it made sense. A foul smell of medicine wafted from under her nose. Bo Jinzhou had already put the medicine to her lips and said one word: "Drink."

Seeing that she couldn't avoid it, Jiang Yimian had no choice but to take it. After a long period of mental preparation, Bo Jinzhou saw that she still couldn't help but smile, "How old are you? Still afraid of taking medicine?"

She drank it all down in one gulp, her little face scrunched up, and she reached out her hand: "Candy... hurry up."

Bo Jinzhou had already slowly stuffed the candy into his mouth. Jiang Yimian saw this and stared wide-eyed in disbelief. A bitter feeling spread through her, and she was filled with anger. She reached out to hit him.

Bo Jinzhou firmly grasped her hand, a smile curving his lips as he kissed her, transferring the sugar to her with the tip of his tongue.

She should have retreated, but Bo Jinzhou became addicted to kissing her, holding the back of her head and pressing her down.

The taste of medicine lingered in his mouth. The candy was pressed against each other by their tongues and finally fell, bouncing crisply twice on the floor. Bo Jinzhou deepened the kiss, and Jiang Yimian hooked her arms around his neck and scratched the back of his neck.

Bo Jinzhou bit her lip, and the two of them hurt each other while doing the most intimate thing.

Jiang Yimian also began to become more and more spoiled. She would say she wanted to drink water, but when Bo Jinzhou brought the water, she would say she wanted to drink milk. When the milk came, she would say she didn't want to drink milk and wanted to drink freshly squeezed juice.

Finally, Bo Jinzhou placed all the drinks in front of her and let her choose for herself.

Jiang Yimian turned her head away; she wasn't going to drink anymore and wanted to go to sleep.

Bo Jinzhou lifted her up from behind, his voice laced with mischief: "I'll sleep with you."

Jiang Yimian protested with her arms and legs, but he still carried her steadily to the bedroom.

She pulled several strands of Bo Jinzhou's hair out, and no matter how much she chased him away or scolded him, it was no use.

She broke out in a sweat again, lying limply on the pillow, listening to the sound of water coming from the sink inside. Jiang Yimian felt a wave of shame.

That bastard, he's really got it all figured out, living a pretty comfortable life in America.

Jiang Yimian stayed at home for three days to recuperate, and Bo Jinzhou stayed at home with her for three days as well.

For the past three days, Bo Jinzhou has been making her exercise together, saying it will boost her immunity.

The diet can be as healthy as it wants, but it's all bland and tasteless.

Her tongue has been bitter from taking medicine for the past few days, and she wants to eat some barbecue skewers.

She lay sprawled on the sofa, utterly dejected, when a message came in on her phone. She glanced at it and opened it.

An unfamiliar number.

[Mianmian, Bo Jinzhou has been targeting me. Can you speak up for me?]

Jiang Yimian scoffed, "What does it have to do with me that you're being targeted? Good riddance."

She ignored him, and Lin Zhiren sent another text message: "[Mianmian, I've finally made it this far. I know I shouldn't trouble you with this, but I really have no other choice. The company wants to send me to another country, but I don't want to leave. If I leave, I won't be able to stay in Yanjing.]"

We've shared so many wonderful times together. Please, for the sake of how good I was to you in the past, and the fact that I never revealed your secrets even after we broke up, please talk to Bo Jinzhou for me. I promise I won't bother you two again.

Jiang Yimian felt a wave of disdain. She really regretted agreeing to date him in the first place.

This could be used as a dark history to listen to for a lifetime.

A pair of eyes fell on Jiang Yimian's head, but she was completely unaware, thinking about how to curse back.

I'm stuck in the input box and can't seem to make a move.

Seeing her so conflicted, Bo Jinzhou scoffed, startling Jiang Yimian so much that she dropped her phone. She instinctively covered it up, saying, "Are you crazy, peeking at my chat history?"

He reached out and snatched her phone, glanced at it, and said sarcastically, "You actually like this kind of trash? You really should go see an ophthalmologist."

"Are you being too soft-hearted because you're so conflicted? You should also see a cardiologist; I suspect you have a serious illness."

Jiang Yimian was so angry at his scolding that she laughed and slapped him across the face. "You're the one who's fucking sick."

Bo Jinzhou frowned as he typed rapidly on the keyboard.

[My husband is better than you, gentler, more handsome, taller, richer, bigger, and better than you. Stop dreaming! Get out of our world! My husband and I are the perfect match.]

Jiang Yimian wanted to see what he was playing, so she craned her neck, her eyes widening as she reached out to grab it. Bo Jinzhou, taking advantage of his height, stood up and turned his back to her. Jiang Yimian was so anxious that she flailed her arms and legs behind his back.

"Are you crazy? Give it back!"

After successfully sending the message, he blocked Lin Zhiren's number and tossed the phone to her, saying, "That's what you call rejection, understand? Being fickle and deliberately stringing someone along, that's the behavior of a scumbag woman."

There was no going back. Jiang Yimian didn't even dare to look at those words. "Look at what you wrote! No, are you really out of your mind?"

"How could you possibly tell anyone about something like this?"

Bo Jinzhou gave a wicked smile: "Why are you embarrassed? I'm very proud, you should be happy too."

Jiang Yimian was already incoherent. Unable to argue with her, she resorted to hitting him, jumping onto him and biting him.

Bo Jinzhou cupped her breasts in his hands, pressing his palms firmly, and teased, "Feels nice."

Jiang Yimian was going crazy. She grabbed his ear and said, "You bastard, if you pinch me again, I'll get rough with you."

Bo Jinzhou raised an eyebrow: "Tell me, how exactly are you being impolite?"

Jiang Yimian grabbed his neck and said, "I'll strangle you."

"Take your dirty hands off."

"My hands are not dirty, they are very clean."

Jiang Yimian sneered: "Having traveled abroad for so many years, aren't you dirty yet?"

Bo Jinzhou narrowed his eyes coldly. "What did I do? Did you see it with your third eye?"

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