Chapter 107 My Husband is Very Strict
Back home, Jiang Yimian grabbed her pajamas and went to take a shower. Bo Jinzhou held her wrist and took a crystal bracelet out of his bag. "This is a gift for you."
Jiang Yimian thanked him and prepared to leave, but Bo Jinzhou grabbed her wrist tightly again.
The man's deep eyes were fixed on her face. "How come you're with Tan Sijin?"
The man looked tired, probably having rushed back. Jiang Yimian lowered her eyes and said, "We just happened to run into each other and had a meal together."
Bo Jinzhou coldly retorted, "Are you sure it was just a coincidence and not something he did on purpose?"
Jiang Yimian: "..."
"Can you please stop thinking so badly of him?"
Bo Jinzhou took a deep breath; if he said any more, they would start arguing.
He put his hand on her shoulder and said, "Okay, you've had a long day, go take a shower."
Jiang Yimian pushed him away irritably, "You know I'm tired after a long day, and you come back and immediately make me unhappy."
Bo Jinzhou: "..."
He sighed silently, picked up his clothes, and went to another bathroom to shower.
Jiang Yimian was indeed exhausted. During the day, she not only had to attend meetings, but also had to outwit and outmaneuver that old fox Lu Wenchang. Her mental energy was simply not enough.
After taking a shower, Bo Jinzhou went to his study to handle some work.
When he returned, Jiang Yimian was already asleep. Standing by the bed, looking down at the sleeping woman, he frowned slightly. She wasn't sleeping as soundly as he was this time.
Bo Jinzhou tiptoed into bed but still woke her up. Jiang Yimian was extremely annoyed, so Bo Jinzhou quickly pulled her into his arms and gently coaxed her.
His irritated brows gradually relaxed, and seeing that she had fallen asleep again, Bo Jinzhou felt relieved. He held her with one hand behind her head and looked at the dark ceiling.
He brought Li Lan's family to Yanjing and secretly hid them. No sooner had they left than Lu Wenchang's men arrived, just as he had expected.
However, he didn't want to tell her about it so soon.
The next day, Jiang Yimian came to the company and attended a morning meeting.
When the meeting ended, the director of the planning department walked up to her and said, "Director Jiang, your design department really shone this time."
Jiang Yimian responded with a professional smile: "Director Xie is too kind. Without the cooperation of the planning department, even the best works drawn by our design department would be in vain."
Xie Ming's eyes gleamed with superiority. "Director Jiang, I've booked a restaurant. Let's have dinner together tonight. It'll help us build rapport as colleagues, so we can work together better in the future."
Jiang Yimian: "Then I'll have to ask my husband first."
Xie Ming was taken aback. "Director Jiang, do you need to ask President Bo's permission just to have a simple meal with us?"
Jiang Yimian looked helpless. "There's nothing I can do. My husband is very strict. He's the one who makes the decisions at home. If I come home late, he'll get angry."
Her voice lowered a little, "You know, I was able to get into the Jiang family because of my husband's backing. Otherwise, how could I have dragged Lu Yiwan down with me?"
Xie Ming's expression became meaningful. "I understand, I understand. Women should focus on their families. Let's have a drink at the celebration party."
Jiang Yimian smiled impeccably and nodded.
Back in the design department, as soon as she closed the office door, Jiang Yimian's kind face instantly turned cold.
Xie Ming clearly had ill intentions, but she brought up Bo Jinzhou, which is why he didn't dare to act recklessly.
Soon, rumors spread throughout the company that Jiang Yimian was afraid of her husband.
She also knew that her husband was strict and didn't allow her to go out and have fun.
Privately, they all lamented how difficult it is to enter a wealthy family.
Those who had originally come to curry favor with her, bringing gifts and meals, stopped in their tracks, fearing that Bo Jinzhou would find out and then take his anger out on them.
Lu Xinxin knocked on the door and came in. "Director Jiang, a Mr. Tan downstairs delivered a cake to you. He handed it to the receptionist and left."
When Jiang Yimian heard the surname Tan, the first person she thought of was Tan Sijin, as she looked at the cake box in her hand.
Jiang Yimian took out her phone and sent a WeChat message to Tan Sijin.
[Thank you for the cake, Si Jin.]
Sitting in the car, Tan Sijin saw her WeChat message, and a hint of tenderness appeared on his calm face.
"You're welcome," she said, then added after a moment's thought, "Su Su just kept pestering me to buy some for her, and since you like it too, I bought you a serving too."
Jiang Yimian felt a sense of relief upon seeing the message.
She was terrified; she had thought Tan Sijin had a crush on her.
Jiang Yimian felt that she was being too narcissistic. It was normal for an older brother to care about his younger sister's best friend.
Besides, they've known each other for over twenty years, so there's nothing wrong with sending some food.
At noon, Bo Jinzhou came directly to Jiang's house and had lunch with her.
Lu Xinxin pushed the door open to let him in. Jiang Yimian looked up from the computer and was a little surprised to see him. "Why are you here?"
Bo Jinzhou's gaze was immediately drawn to the half-eaten cake on the table. "Eating cake so early in the morning?"
"Oh, that? Si Jin just happened to be passing by and brought it for me."
These words instantly darkened Bo Jinzhou's face. His deep eyes turned to Lu Xinxin, who trembled in fear. "Mr. Bo, what are your instructions?"
"It's all packed up."
Lu Xinxin nodded quickly and went to put the cake away. As she was about to leave, Bo Jinzhou stopped her and said, "Throw it in the trash can."
Lu Xinxin exclaimed, then cautiously looked at Jiang Yimian, "Director Jiang, do you still want it?"
"Yes, Xin Xin, can you put it in the fridge for me and bring it to me this afternoon for afternoon tea?"
Lu Xinxin nodded and immediately slipped out.
"Don't overthink it, it's just a cake."
Bo Jinzhou took off his coat, walked towards her, and gritted his teeth, "Just a cake?"
"One cake isn't enough? You want to meet him alone?"
Jiang Yimian frowned at him, "Can you not be so sensitive? Besides, we're married. How could Brother Sijin possibly have such thoughts?"
Bo Jinzhou couldn't help but sneer, "Am I saying he has feelings for you?"
Jiang Yimian: "..."
Are you playing word games with me?
Bo Jinzhou snorted in dissatisfaction, "Let's eat."
"I just ate cake, so I'm not hungry yet."
Bo Jinzhou ignored him, opened the food on the coffee table, arranged the chopsticks and spoons, and commanded, "Come here quickly."
Jiang Yimian craned her neck to look at the dishes, "Today's dishes don't look appetizing at all."
Bo Jinzhou's thin lips curved into a smile. "It seems you want me to carry you over."
Jiang Yimian stood up abruptly.
As soon as she sat down, the man grabbed her neck and kissed her, smearing all of Jiang Yimian's lipstick on her lips. Slightly annoyed, she pushed him away, saying, "Are you going to eat my food or eat me?"
Bo Jinzhou released her with satisfaction, then smeared the lipstick off his thin lips in a roguish and sassy manner.
"Your lipstick tastes pretty good."
Jiang Yimian tossed him the lipstick, "Then you eat it, don't eat dinner."
She only managed a couple of bites before she couldn't eat anymore, but Bo Jinzhou insisted that she eat an extra chicken leg before he would stop.
After finishing his meal, Bo Jinzhou cleaned up and took out his laptop.
Aren't you going back to the company?
Bo Jinzhou slowly tidied up the mouse, "I'll keep you company."
*
Around 2 PM, Lu Xinxin brought in the remaining cake. As soon as she stepped into the office, she was met with Bo Jinzhou's cold gaze.
Her heart skipped a beat, and she almost dropped the cake. She forced a dry smile and said, "Director Jiang, here's your cake."
Jiang Yimian didn't even look up. "Put it on the coffee table, thank you."
Bo Jinzhou, sitting right in front of the coffee table, stared at her like the King of Hell. Lu Xinxin's heart was pounding, and she shifted her feet, but dared not get any closer.
Jiang Yimian noticed the strange atmosphere and looked up. She saw one of them poised to attack like a cheetah, while the other looked like an antelope that dared not make a move.
It was strangely funny. Jiang Yimian rubbed her forehead in exasperation and took the cake. "There's nothing wrong here. You don't need to come in unless I call you."
Lu Xinxin nodded vigorously and turned to leave.
Bo Jinzhou strode over and snatched the cake from her, then precisely tossed it into a distant trash can right in front of her.
He clapped his hands. "Eat less sweets, they're bad for your teeth."
"Bo Jinzhou, you're even jealous of this little bit? Where's your magnanimity? Where's your upbringing?"
Jiang Yimian pointed at his chest and poked him, wishing she could stab him to death with a needle.
Bo Jinzhou grasped her fair fingertips, lowered his eyelids and glanced at her, "I don't have that kind of thing."
Jiang Yimian was speechless. She forcefully pulled her hand back, glanced at the time, and realized it was time for the meeting.
"You stay here by yourself, I'm going to a meeting."
After Jiang Yimian left, Bo Jinzhou returned to his original position to handle his work, and his secretary also brought the documents here. Suddenly, there were a lot of rumors about the Jiang family.
After the meeting ended, Lu Wenchang called Jiang Yimian away.
“It’s not good for A-Jin to stay at the company. You should tell A-Jin to go back immediately.”
Jiang Yimian scoffed: "What's wrong with it? Lu Yiwan used to frequently visit his company, and you didn't stop her. Why didn't you say it had a bad influence back then?"
Lu Wenchang's face turned ashen. "You bastard, you're becoming more and more lawless. I'm your father."
Jiang Yimian's expression was icy. "You are not my father. My father died a long time ago, when I was a child."
Lu Wenchang's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"Lu Wenchang, stop acting like an elder and lecturing me. I haven't acknowledged you for a long time."
After Jiang Yimian finished speaking, she got up and left, her back view resolute and indifferent. Lu Wenchang slammed his fist on the desk.
The murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger; he had to get rid of this girl as soon as possible.
Jiang Yimian returned to her office and saw the man standing next to her desk, looking at something.
Only when I got closer did I realize she was holding her own phone.
She stepped forward and snatched the phone back, saying, "What are you doing? Why are you peeking into other people's privacy?"
Bo Jinzhou's expression was not good. "Feeling guilty?"
Jiang Yimian was so nervous that her heart was pounding in her throat, fearing that Bo Jinzhou might see something he shouldn't.
Raising her voice, she said, "Bo Jinzhou, even if we are husband and wife, you have no right to look at my phone."
Bo Jinzhou scoffed coldly, his face darkening. "If I hadn't looked at your phone, I probably would still be in the dark."
These words made Jiang Yimian even more flustered. She tried her best to hide the strangeness in her eyes and simply lowered her eyelids to avoid looking at him.
I don't know what you're talking about?
"If I hadn't been keeping an eye on things, you probably would have already accepted his invitation."
Jiang Yimian looked up at him in surprise, "Wh-what invitation?"
Bo Jinzhou said, "Tan Sijin invited you to dinner tonight. If I don't help you refuse, will you agree to date him?"
Jiang Yimian's expression gradually cracked, but her heart calmed down. She picked up her phone and saw that the page was indeed still on her chat with Tan Sijin.
She broke out in a cold sweat, thinking she had been exposed.
Seeing her overjoyed expression, Bo Jinzhou angrily snatched the phone away, saying, "If you dare to go, I'll break your legs."
Jiang Yimian scoffed, "Fine, I won't go then, really."
Jiang Yimian carefully read the chat history. Tan Sijin said he wanted to introduce someone to her and invited her to dinner, but Bo Jinzhou refused outright.
He refused so bluntly that Jiang Yimian almost wanted to kill him. The other person was there to help, not to collect a debt. Did he really have to act like that?
Si Jin thought it was her who posted it, and it was a little awkward when they met later.
Jiang Yimian switched to another page and found a private investigator.
Is there any news about Dr. Guo Jie?
[I'm sorry, Ms. Jiang, there's no news yet. I suspect Dr. Guo may have gone abroad; otherwise, there would be plenty of information about him in China.]
Jiang Yimian's eyes darkened. If she went abroad, things would get complicated.
She sent Huo Yun another message, but surprisingly, he didn't reply.
Jiang Yimian was extremely troubled.
She looked up at Bo Jinzhou on the sofa, hesitated for a moment, and then got up to go over to him.
Feeling the space beside her sink, a delicate fragrance wafted over, and Jiang Yimian leaned against him softly and gracefully. "What are you busy with?"
Bo Jinzhou casually put his arm around her waist. "Are you done with your work?"
Jiang Yimian shook her head, "Let's rest for a bit first."
Bo Jinzhou turned his head to look at her lowered eyelids. Her eyelashes were thick and curled, and her features were delicate and bright. She was very beautiful and easily recognizable.
"Do you want to go take a nap?"
Jiang Yimian shook her head and sighed, "I feel a bit choked up."
Seeing that she was not feeling well, Bo Jinzhou immediately became anxious. "I'll take you to the hospital."
Jiang Yimian quickly grabbed his wrist, "No, I'm just annoyed because I haven't made any progress in my research lately."
Upon hearing this, Bo Jinzhou sat down again, his eyes dark and unfathomable. He gently patted her shoulder and said, "It's alright, take your time."
Jiang Yimian shook her head, "I've completely broken up with Lu Wenchang, and I don't want to pretend with him for another second."
Bo Jinzhou looked at her for a long time before saying, "Don't worry, leave this to me. I've already sent someone to find Guo Jie, the doctor from back then."
Jiang Yimian knew from his words that he already knew Guo Jie's whereabouts.
Moreover, Song Zhou has been absent these days. He is Bo Jinzhou's assistant and stays by Bo Jinzhou's side at all times, never neglecting his duties.
The only thing left to do was to be assigned some task by Bo Jinzhou.
Jiang Yimian hugged him and closed her eyes, "Brother Jinzhou, you're all I have left."
Jiang Yimian rarely called him that; she only showed her dependence when she was vulnerable.
Bo Jinzhou pursed his thin lips into a straight line, his dark phoenix eyes unfathomable, and hugged her, saying, "We are one."
The sky outside the window was overcast, covered by a layer of mist. The silver-gray buildings soared into the clouds, and the interior was warm, yet everyone harbored their own secrets.
When he got home in the evening, Bo Jinzhou took a shower and went to his study.
He called Song Zhou, "How did it go?"
It was unusual for Song Zhou to be so quiet. He said excitedly, "President, Dr. Guo is willing to come back with me."
Bo Jinzhou's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he gave a faint "hmm," saying, "I'll arrange a plane to bring you back to China."
Although there is a private plane, it cannot fly directly to Yanjing; a transfer in the United States is required, and it will take some time.
Bo Jinzhou smoked a few cigarettes before going back. When he opened the door, he saw Jiang Yimian sitting obediently on the bed. When she saw him come back, she reached out her hand, her eyes sparkling, "Husband, hug me."
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