The cell phone rang, and just as Bo Siyu was about to answer it, she suddenly felt a burning sensation on her wrist.
Qin Zhao's bony fingers were already gripping the phone.
The call was from Su Jianming.
Qin Zhao took a quick look and calmly pressed the answer button.
"Siyu? You finally answer my call..." A hoarse male voice came from the sound of electricity.
Qin Zhao gently pulled Bo Siyu into his arms, her back against the cold wall, his warm breath sweeping over her head.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Su."
The ending tone was extremely slow, with a casual sarcasm, "My girlfriend is already asleep."
The receiver was filled with the dull thud of something heavy falling to the ground, mixed with the sound of suppressed gnashing of teeth.
Qin Zhao's fingertips unconsciously stroked her trembling waistline, his profile immersed in the warm yellow wall lamp, but his eyes were cold.
"If you have anything to say, just talk to me directly."
The rain outside the window suddenly increased heavily, crackling against the glass, crushing the possessive desire swirling in the man's chest into the damp night.
There was silence for a moment on the other end, and then he hung up the phone.
The moment the call was hung up, Bo Siyu struggled out of Qin Zhao's arms like a frightened rabbit.
The man quickly grabbed her wrist and gently rubbed her pulse with his warm palm.
"Good night, sister."
The ending tone was wrapped in a dull smile, like a feather brushing past the ear, so ambiguous that it made one tremble.
Bo Siyu's cheeks were burning and her heart was beating so fast that it almost burst through her chest. She hurriedly pulled her hand back and stumbled out of the room in her high heels.
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In the blink of an eye, it was Bo Junyi's birthday. In the evening, Qin Zhao and Ye Beichen held a birthday party for Bo Junyi at Jiangcheng Hotel.
Bo Junyi and Li Susu came to the private room, exchanged a few words with Qin Zhao and the others, and just as they sat down, there was a knock on the door.
A waiter in hotel uniform came in pushing a drink cart.
Bo Junyi subconsciously turned his head and his eyes fell on the girl's plain face with light makeup.
Their eyes met, and the girl froze noticeably, then quickly lowered her head.
"Here's the wine you ordered." She was obviously a little uneasy, put the things down and turned to leave.
Bo Junyi watched her leave.
The dusty memories of my senior year of high school suddenly surged into my mind.
At that time, he was the class monitor and she was the arts committee member. They occasionally had private contact because of class matters.
Because of this, she was bullied by Shen Qingyao repeatedly, and after that, she was covered in scars and lost the hearing in her right ear forever.
And he didn't hear about these things until she transferred to another school.
He owed her an apology.
After all these years, he still couldn't let it go and wanted to make amends.
Seeing that she was not doing well, he felt even more guilty.
Looking at her gradually receding figure, Bo Junyi's throat tightened.
After hesitating for a moment, he said hello to Li Susu, then got up and left the private room.
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