Chapter 30 "Good"
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She really liked Bo Siye's cooking skills.
Her stomach is clearly not up to the strain it used to take, so a regular diet is essential.
Hiring a private chef to be on call 24/7 is not out of the question.
The private chefs you can hire are definitely not as pleasing to the eye as Bo Siye, and they may not be able to cater to your quirky tastes.
Importantly, Jiang Siyu also dislikes strangers staying on her territory for extended periods.
She will feel insecure.
After thinking for a while, Jiang Siyu had analyzed the pros and cons.
She said, "I won't pay you a salary."
As long as she controls her emotions, no matter how much trouble Bo Siye causes, she can escape unscathed.
“I’m working at a loss,” Bo Siye shrugged.
Anyway, all his assets will be in her name eventually, so it doesn't matter whether it's sooner or later.
“Okay, then Mr. Bo can stay in this house for free.” With that, she stretched out her hand.
Looking at her fair, slender, and well-defined hands under the light.
Bo Siye slowly raised his hand.
The man's large, yet equally exquisitely beautiful hands waved.
Just as their hands were about to touch, Jiang Siyu suddenly pulled her hand back slightly, just in time to avoid his high-five.
Bo Siye stared at her, puzzled.
Jiang Siyu smiled and said, "I have one more request."
Bo Siye replied decisively, "You tell me."
Even though he guessed that Jiang Siyu's upcoming request would not be one he wanted to comply with.
"Don't let anyone know you're staying here, and especially don't let anyone know about our past relationship."
“Ayu…” Bo Siyue’s heart skipped a beat, and just as he was about to say something, Jiang Siyu glanced at him and said:
If you can't do it, then leave without worry.
She showed no mercy whatsoever, as if she hoped he would fail and then disappear from her sight immediately.
Just as Bo Siye understood Jiang Siyu, she understood Bo Siye well enough.
For someone as possessive as him, losing the right to stand in public, to announce his identity and status, and to become someone who cannot be seen in the light of day is impossible.
So, knowing his bottom line, Jiang Siyu relentlessly pressed her attack.
The force was so intense that Bo Siye's heart ached, and even his gaze trembled uncontrollably.
But the moment he met Jiang Siyu's indifferent gaze, his dry lips parted.
"good."
The moment the word reached Jiang Siyu's ears, she looked up in surprise.
Bo Siye's lips curled into a bitter smile: "I said, okay."
Jiang Siyu was sure she hadn't misheard, but she still asked again:
Are you sure?
Bo Siye's slap landed cleanly in Jiang Siyu's palm.
The moment their palms touched, Bo Siye's voice rang out again:
"Sure."
The familiar touch in the palm of your hand vanishes in an instant.
Jiang Siyu's eyelids slowly drooped down and landed in her palm.
Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Bo Siye's disheveled figure fleeing back to the second bedroom, but she didn't say a word.
Jiang Siyu slowly clenched her fist, still feeling the warmth and touch of that hand, and gently exhaled, inwardly condemning herself.
Why do I still feel reluctant to let him go when I see him sad?
No, have you already let it go? Jiang Siyu.
Are you going to forget the pain once the wound heals? Useless thing.
Around 1 p.m., Jiang Siyu's temperature rose to 38 degrees Celsius again, so she obediently went to the hospital for an IV drip that lasted all afternoon.
It was four hours later when I got home.
There was only one hour left since Ji Yanheng sent her the time.
Since Jiang Siyu has agreed to go, she won't break her promise.
However, she didn't tidy herself up much, and didn't even wash her hair.
After picking out a gray off-shoulder sweater from her wardrobe and putting it on, Changjiang Siyu felt the sweater was a bit too much, so she didn't pair it with trousers but instead chose a black pleated skirt to wear with it.
Noticing that the sweater was too loose, she found a belt to cinch her waist.
It was already late autumn, and I was still sick.
Jiang Siyu consciously wore thin fleece leggings.
Looking at her somewhat pale lips in the mirror, she applied some brick-red lipstick.
She parted her hair to her shoulders and let it fall in front of her chest, then picked up the black baseball cap hanging next to her and put it on her head.
This covered even her slightly limp hair, leaving only her impossibly perfect face and figure.
She's a stunningly beautiful woman with a relaxed and carefree personality.
Jiang Siyu smiled with satisfaction and left right on time.
Bo Siye wasn't in the living room, and Jiang Siyu didn't greet him either. She took down the black boots from the shoe cabinet, put them on, and went out gracefully.
What Jiang Siyu didn't know was that as soon as she closed the door, Bo Siye stood with his arms crossed at the door of the second bedroom.
His phone screen displayed an invitation message from Song Qi to Ji Yanheng, the heir of the Ji family.
Ji Yanheng had his eye on the development rights to a plot of land owned by Fanyu, so he had been trying to find an opportunity to meet with Bo Siye, but he had been refused each time.
After all, with Fanyu's financial resources, there's no need to share the development rights; its own subsidiaries aren't even enough to support it.
Today, Song Qi discovered that the banquet hosted by Ji Yanheng was for Jiang Siyu, which is why he sent the news to Bo Siye.
Otherwise, Ji Yanheng wouldn't even be qualified to meet Bo Siye.
A few minutes later, Song Qi called.
"Mr. Bo, I'm downstairs in the apartment complex."
*
Six o'clock in the afternoon, at Jue Se Bar.
People were gradually entering the V0 private room on the top floor.
Ji Yanheng raised his watch and glanced at the time; it was six o'clock.
"Aheng, is Siyu sure she wants to come?" Gu Mian sat down next to Ji Yanheng and asked in a low voice.
He was one of the people around Ji Yanheng who was relatively familiar with Jiang Siyu, but all his interactions with Jiang Siyu were in Ji Yanheng's presence.
“She said she would come,” Ji Yanheng replied confidently.
"It's good that she agreed." Hearing this, Gu Mian felt relieved. Jiang Siyu wasn't the type to go back on her word.
She either doesn't agree, or if she does, she will definitely do it.
Those nearby noticed their conversation, glanced at Ji Yanheng with envy, and sighed:
"Over the years, although we've all grown up together, Siyu only gives Heng-ge face. We don't even have her contact information, let alone invite her out to play."
"I wonder what Siyu's temper is like now. I heard from the people who observe the mirror that she seems quite easy to get along with."
“Ayu has always been easy to get along with,” Ji Yanheng added after hearing them say that.
Hearing the protective tone in his voice, the others immediately began to wail dramatically.
"Aheng, being easy to get along with is a special privilege that Siyu gives you alone."
"Yes, Siyu has always had a cold personality since she was a child. She doesn't really respond when we talk to her."
"Not only is she cold, she's also sharp-tongued."
"Over the years, she only smiles when she's with you. You have no idea how much everyone envies you behind your back."
They chatted amongst themselves, unable to hide their envy.
Ji Yanheng rubbed his fingers, recalling the scenes of his time with Jiang Siyu, and his eyes gradually softened.
“I will bring Ayu out more often to get together with everyone and become familiar with her. Then Ayu won’t be so cold to you.”
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