Chapter 220 I'm the One Who's Going to Be Your Husband
She quickly walked to the bedside, picked up her phone, and immediately saw the contact name on it.
It was a call from Bo Jinzhou.
Sang Ruo frowned slightly, but finally answered the phone: "What can I do for you?"
"So you really were awake..."
Bo Jinzhou's extremely deep voice came from the other end of the phone.
Sang Ruo glanced at the man lying on the bed. Seeing that he was sleeping too soundly, and afraid that answering the phone would wake him, she went straight to the door.
She gently closed the ward door, then leaned against the wall and asked in a low voice, "You called me in the middle of the night just to check if I was awake?"
"Otherwise what? Even though we're divorced, I'm still your ex-husband. It's not unreasonable for me to send my greetings, is it?"
Bo Jinzhou's voice carried a hint of coldness.
Sang Ruo frowned slightly involuntarily: "I really didn't expect that President Bo would take the initiative to care about me one day..."
She had barely finished speaking when the man opposite her cleared his throat and changed the subject: "That guy surnamed Chen, he wouldn't have gone to your hospital room again, would he? Planning to stay up all night watching over you?"
Sang Ruo knew that his call was definitely not good news.
Bo Jinyan had already told her everything that had happened that morning.
Bo Jinzhou suspects that Shen Qingzhuo is her kept man, so it's not surprising that he would think that way.
After all, Shen Qingzhuo does have that kind of looks...
"Who's with me is none of your business. It's late, so don't call me again unless it's absolutely necessary."
Sang Ruo didn't intend to continue arguing with him and was about to hang up when a cold voice came from the other end: "Sang Ruo, there are some unpleasant things I have to say upfront!"
"Shen Qingzhuo admitted it himself. He said he is the gigolo you're keeping outside. But we still have fifteen days until we get the divorce certificate. During this time, I hope you can behave yourself and not cause any trouble that would disgrace the Bo family!"
As Sang Ruo listened to his serious tone, her heart sank deeper and deeper.
Shen Qingzhuo admitted that this was something she had never expected.
Suddenly, I remembered what Chen Anni had said.
She had said long ago that Shen Qingzhuo might have those kinds of feelings for her, but she never believed it.
His actions have gradually proven this point.
"Although I know you've always enjoyed stirring up trouble, if you make me and the Bo family lose face, I will definitely not let you off the hook!"
Sang Ruo's thoughts were interrupted by his stern voice.
She curled her lips into a cold smile: "Does the Bo family need me to embarrass them? Haven't you already humiliated them completely? Everyone in the business world knows about your affair with Liang Yuxin."
"On the surface, you are a 'family of three,' but rumors have already surfaced that Liang Yuxin is your mistress. If you don't believe me, you can search for it online later."
After saying this, she quickly hung up the phone before the other party could respond.
At this moment, Bo Jinzhou stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, listening to the busy tone of his mobile phone, and his heart sank to the bottom.
Sang Ruo is becoming more and more outrageous.
Since leaving him, she has become increasingly reckless.
It seems that if we don't teach her a lesson, she won't know her own limitations.
You're too green to act tough in front of him!
...
Outside the hospital ward at this moment.
Sang Ruo stood outside the door for a while before opening the door to the ward.
Just as she turned around, intending to close the door, two hands suddenly appeared around her waist.
The man hugged her from behind and then pressed her against the door.
A low, husky voice suddenly came from behind: "Who were you talking to on the phone just now?"
Sang Ruo's back stiffened involuntarily for a moment.
After regaining her senses, she tilted her head slightly. The man's even breathing sprayed onto the back of her neck, making her feel tingly, numb, and inexplicably itchy all over.
"Hmm? Why aren't you saying anything?" Bo Jinyan brought his lips close to her earlobe and gently bit it, then continued, "Was it your pretty boy who called you?"
pretty boy.
The moment those three words reached her ears, her brows furrowed even more deeply.
She quickly turned back, looking at him with displeasure: "Don't joke around."
Bo Jinyan's hand suddenly lost its grip, then he braced himself against the door, trapping her in his arms.
"I'm not joking, even he admitted it himself, he's your gigolo..."
"According to you, wouldn't Mr. Bo also be considered a gigolo?"
The man lowered his gaze to her beautiful features, then gently shook his head: "No, that word doesn't suit me..."
“What’s inappropriate?” Sang Ruo couldn’t help but curl the corners of her lips and said with a faint smile, “But then again, with Mr. Bo’s status, he must be a major investor at least.”
"It's still not right."
Bo Jinyan continued to shake his head, his gaze fixed intently on her.
Sang Ruo looked at him, somewhat confused, and suddenly didn't know how to respond.
The man released his hand from the door, put one arm around her waist, and pinched her chin with the other.
Without hesitation, he said, "I don't care about being your sugar daddy or mistress. I'm going to be your husband."
The moment the man's voice fell to the ground, her hands, which were placed at her sides, unconsciously clenched the hem of her dress.
I never expected him to say such a thing.
"What's with that look on your face? Don't you believe I can do it?"
Bo Jinyan looked at her with a puzzled expression, a look of doubt in his eyes.
After regaining her senses, Sang Ruo raised her head and quietly glanced at him.
She curled her lips into a faint smile: "Mr. Bo, you really know how to joke. Given our relationship, it would be difficult for us to even be together, let alone get married."
She placed her hands on his chest and pushed him away.
Bo Jinyan watched her retreating figure as she walked towards the bed, his eyes deep and serious: "There's nothing I can't do. The most important thing is whether you're willing to do it."
Sang Ruo paused involuntarily.
“We’re not even officially together yet, Mr. Bo, and you’re already talking to me about marriage. Isn’t that a bit too hasty?”
Bo Jinyan strode closer, stood in front of her, and said solemnly, "In my heart, you have long been my woman."
Sang Ruo suddenly felt the atmosphere was unusually heavy.
She didn't want to dwell on the topic any longer, so she pulled back the covers and lay down: "Mr. Bo, you should go home soon! It's almost ten o'clock."
"I'll sleep here tonight."
Without hesitation, Bo Jinyan walked to the accompanying bed next to him.
The next second, the two beds were suddenly pushed together.
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