Chapter 35 What a mess!
Gu Mian and the others dared not let Ji Yanheng act impulsively and quickly stopped him.
"Aheng, calm down, that's Bo Siye!"
"I don't care who he is!" Ji Yanheng was so enraged by Bo Siye's two sentences that he lost his temper.
"Let me go!" he growled, but no one dared to loosen their grip.
If Ji Yanheng really makes a move against Bo Siye, it won't just be Ji Yanheng who suffers.
Every single one of them present is going to be in big trouble.
"How pathetic." Bo Siye mocked Ji Yanheng's loss of control and breakdown even more mercilessly, then slowly straightened his sleeves and stood up gracefully.
"Young Master Ji's anger isn't enough to vent on me." Bo Siye raised an eyebrow mockingly at Ji Yanheng's angry gaze.
“But, Ayu can.”
Now, everyone present instantly understood why Bo Siye had mocked Ji Yanheng in that way.
He did it for Jiang Siyu.
At this moment, the reason why Bo Siye suddenly came to keep the appointment, and the reason why Ji Yanheng couldn't figure it out, suddenly became clear.
"You came here because of Ayu?" Ji Yanheng practically spat out the question through gritted teeth.
Unfortunately, Bo Siye had already opened the door and left.
No one answered Ji Yanheng's question, but the answer was crystal clear.
Seeing that Bo Siye had left, the group of people who were blocking Ji Yanheng finally let go.
Gu Mian comforted her, "There's never a shortage of people pursuing Si Yu, and Bo Siye might not even succeed. Why bother with him?"
Ji Yanheng is not usually impulsive, so his actions today are truly unexpected.
Ji Yanheng stared at the closed door, knowing full well that he had absolutely no chance of obtaining the development rights to the land in Bo Siye's hands.
But he doesn't regret it.
Gu Mian and the others couldn't sense the ambiguous atmosphere between Jiang Siyu and Bo Siye, but Ji Yanheng could.
Jiang Siyu has a cold temper. Even if Bo Siye held a knife to her neck, she would not cooperate with him to play this bullshit game if she didn't want to.
She was the one who condoned Bo's rampant behavior...
The thought crossed his mind, and Ji Yanheng's already pale face turned even paler.
Gu Mian continued to offer advice: "You know Bo Siye's personality, don't you? Now that you've offended him, what will you do with what you want?"
"If you ask me, Heng-ge, you should find an opportunity to apologize to Bo Siye and have a proper talk with him again."
"In business, bowing your head is not a big deal."
"Gu Mian, shut up." Song Chen slapped Gu Mian on the back of the head.
Didn't you realize that Ji Yanheng isn't concerned about work at all right now?
Gu Mian wanted to argue, but after seeing the warning in Song Chen's eyes, he reluctantly fell silent.
"You can all leave. I want to be alone and have some peace and quiet."
"Brother Heng, I'll stay here with you." Gu Mian was worried about Ji Yanheng.
"Get out, all of you get out!" Ji Yanheng's emotions, which he had been trying so hard to control, surged back again.
He just wanted to be alone for a while.
Gu Mian wanted to say something more, but Song Chen didn't give him a chance to speak and dragged him away.
Soon, only Ji Yanheng remained in the private room.
An overwhelming loneliness spread through him, until it bent his straight back.
Jiang Siyu had been in a relationship before, but even though it was just a 'past' relationship, Ji Yanheng still felt a tearing pain in his heart.
It turns out that the love he couldn't get could be easily obtained by someone else.
Jiang Siyu, Jiang Siyu, why don't you love me!
Everyone loves me, why don't you love me?!
Ji Yanheng gripped the card table tightly, letting his strength give way, and allowed his body to slowly fall.
The moment his knee struck the hard floor, he collapsed helplessly to the ground.
The ground was covered with ribbons and rose petals.
What remains is not romance, but only chaos.
Jiang Siyu... really, doesn't love him.
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"Mr. Bo, Mr. Jiang went upstairs three minutes ago." Song Qi looked at his boss's cold face, and his heart sank as well.
Bo Siye was aware that he had been staying at Jiang Siyu's place for the past two days, since he had arranged for things to be delivered there several times.
However, judging from Bo Siye's expression, he didn't seem like a guest of honor, but rather like a puppy about to be abandoned.
A thought popped into Song Qi's head: Could it be that his boss was persistently trying to stay with President Jiang?
If so, then Mr. Jiang has already arrived home first. Can the boss still enter the house?
uncertain.
Song Qi watched Bo Siye out of the corner of his eye and saw him enter the elevator without changing his expression.
The elevator is going up.
Song Qi's worries subsided.
He said it himself: with Bo Xilai's thick skin, how could he possibly not get into Jiang Zemin's room?
I was just too inexperienced and worried too early.
A few minutes later on the 27th floor, Bo Siye stared silently at the tightly closed gray-black door in front of him.
The numerous calls I just made were hung up on and then I was blocked.
Even WeChat wasn't spared.
Bo Siye rang the doorbell once, but after a while no one came to open the door.
Bo Siye didn't press it again.
He leaned against the wall, one long leg casually bent, and habitually took out a lighter to light it.
But the moment the flames rose, Bo Siye casually flicked the cigarette smoke from his mouth into the trash can.
Jiang Siyu hates the smell of smoke.
She never asked Bo Siye to quit smoking, but if he smoked, she wouldn't let him kiss her.
I can't even sit next to her.
In order to be able to get Miss Jiang's attention anytime, anywhere, Bo Siye consciously quit smoking.
After breaking up with Jiang Siyu, during the time he aimlessly searched for news of her, he found himself smoking again during those agonizing nights.
However, he never touched it again after the reunion.
This is a habit ingrained in our bones.
Even though Jiang Siyu treated him coldly, he dared not leave her with a reason for rejecting him.
What if she suddenly wants to hug me?
She can't let him push me away with a frown and a look of disgust.
In the quiet stairwell late at night, the only sound was the occasional popping of the lighter lid opening and closing as Bo Siye played with it.
A gentle evening breeze swept into the stairwell, making it feel cold to breathe.
Bo Siye glanced at the door that was so close at hand, but didn't move.
Jiang Siyu is sensitive to sound; if I keep ringing the doorbell, she'll probably get annoyed.
She might even scold me with red eyes. It doesn't matter if I get scolded, but it's hard to coax Ayu when she's angry.
It's best not to make her angry.
I was already feeling unwell...
Bo Siye pondered this in his heart, and then quietly stood against the wall as punishment.
He never intended to leave.
This place is perfect.
She was in the house just a wall away.
It's 3 a.m.
Jiang Siyu kicked off the blanket, turned over in frustration, and tried to change her position to fall asleep.
However, it was no use.
She grabbed the rabbit from the bed, sat up, and broke down.
Jiang Siyu, you have to get up early for work tomorrow. Why are you still so awake at this hour?
Isn't getting up early for work desperate enough?
Jiang Siyu vented her frustration while hugging the blanket, and the anger that had been weighing on her heart finally dissipated.
Noticing that the phone next to the bed lit up, she crawled over and picked it up.
Unlock.
It was an ad that popped up from the app, but there was an unread message that the property management sent more than ten minutes ago.
Ms. Jiang, there's a man standing at your door. Do you know him? If not, please call the property management office immediately, and we will assist you.
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