Chapter Forty-Four: Taking a Kiss
Sang Ruo's heart suddenly leaped into her throat.
The atmosphere between the two right now is extremely ambiguous.
"Mr. Bo..."
Sang Ruo swallowed nervously, a fleeting look of confusion crossing her eyes, but it was still caught by the man in front of her.
"She has eyelashes."
The hand that was gripping her chin suddenly released its hold and moved to her cheek.
The man raised his hand with its distinct knuckles, his fingertips tracing her fair skin, and gently plucked a single, delicate eyelash.
Sang Ruo subconsciously distanced herself from him, but the atmosphere was inexplicably strange.
"Mr. Bo has very good eyesight."
She feigned composure and gave a faint smile.
"Why are you so nervous? You weren't nervous at all when we accidentally kissed that day..."
"Boom—"
These words struck like a bolt from the blue.
Sang Ruo was so shocked that her pupils widened several degrees.
She looked up at the man in front of her, then took a step back in disbelief: "A kiss? Us?"
Sang Ruo pointed at Bo Jinyan, then pointed at herself, her shock growing stronger.
"It was the night you got drunk." Seeing her shocked expression, the man suddenly joked, "Looks like you really don't remember."
Bo Jinyan's thin lips curled slightly, his smile nonchalant.
Sang Ruo quickly reached out and grabbed his sleeve, but when she saw him turn around, she decisively let go.
“Um, Mr. Bo…” Sang Ruo stammered, “Are you serious? Did I really kiss you that day when I was drunk?”
"Why are you so nervous? It's not like it's the first time."
It certainly wasn't the first time their lips had touched.
Bo Jinyan had performed CPR on her at the fire scene last time.
But there's a difference between artificial respiration and kissing!
No wonder he told her not to drink anymore.
Sang Ruo blushed instantly, her face turning as red as a ripe apple.
"Don't worry, I won't ask you to take responsibility for me." The man suddenly turned around and leaned forward slightly. "It's just that Miss Sang is no longer innocent. What kind of expression would I have if I found out?"
Sang Ruo immediately said nervously, "You can't tell him about this."
She quickly reached out and placed her hand against the man's mouth, almost instinctively covering his lips.
The man's moist lips touched her palm, but Sang Ruo quickly put them down and explained calmly, "Anyway, he and I are about to get divorced, so let's avoid trouble! Since Uncle doesn't mind, then consider it as giving me another CPR."
"But a kiss is a kiss; how can you compare it to CPR?"
Bo Jinyan curled his thin lips into a captivating smile.
Sang Ruo had never seen Bo Jinyan like this before.
The two have been spending quite a bit of time together lately, and he hasn't been as stern and unsmiling as the rumors suggest.
“Then let’s just consider it an accident. I will definitely remember Mr. Bo’s words and never drink again.” Sang Ruo dared not argue with him any further. “Linlin is waiting for me at home. I have to go back and make her dinner. Goodbye, Mr. Bo…”
Without waiting for a response, she dashed into the house.
The man watched her retreating figure, the smile on his thin lips lingering there for a long time.
Really...
This is getting more and more interesting.
When Sang Ruo got home, all she could think about were the words Bo Jinyan had said.
She never expected that she would kiss Bo Jinyan that night!
Apart from Bo Jinzhou, she had never been so intimate with any other man.
Besides, this person...
He's actually Bo Jinzhou's uncle.
Just thinking about it is enough to be explosive.
At that moment, an image of the two of them kissing flashed into my mind.
Sang Ruo subconsciously shook her head, trying to shake these nonsensical images out of her mind.
"Xiao Ruo, why are you shaking your head like that while you're chopping vegetables? Anyone who doesn't know better would think you're drunk."
A familiar voice suddenly came from the kitchen doorway.
Sang Ruo was startled, and her body trembled involuntarily.
Turning around and seeing Chen Anni's curious gaze, she steadied her thoughts and said, "No, I was just thinking about something!"
"Why would you need to shake your head like that to think about something? Are you really drunk?"
Chen Anni quickly approached, subconsciously sizing her up.
Upon hearing the words "drunk," a certain scene flashed through Sang Ruo's mind again, and her face suddenly flushed red.
"No, how could I have drunk too much at this time?"
Chen Anni laughed and teased her, "I think it really does look like her, her face is as red as an apple."
Sang Ruo subconsciously pushed her arm, trying to change the subject: "Stop fooling around, I have something serious to tell you."
"What's wrong?"
Chen Anni walked to the sink and began to help her pick vegetables.
Sang Ruo bluntly stated, "Bo Jinyan just came by and said he wants to recognize Song Linlin as his goddaughter."
Chen Anni's hand, which was picking vegetables, suddenly paused: "Why?"
While chopping vegetables, Sang Ruo recounted almost the entire story.
"If that's the case, then it's actually a good thing. If Linlin has Bo Jinyan backing her up, she can walk around the entire capital without anyone daring to say anything."
Sang Ruo gave a low, hoarse laugh, but didn't reply.
"What are you laughing at? Bo Jinyan's strength is that of a big shot in the entire business circle of Beijing. Your husband is still a bit inferior to him."
“Let me correct you.” Sang Ruo’s face darkened. “The word ‘ex-husband’ would be more appropriate. Although we haven’t signed the papers yet, in my heart, we’ve already divorced.”
"I'm sorry." Chen Anni instinctively reached out and gently patted her back. "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue..."
Sang Ruo put the diced radish into the plate without saying a word.
"But it's been so long, why hasn't that bastard signed yet? He's dragging his feet, even squeezing toothpaste takes him longer than this..."
“He kept using my grandfather’s poor health to pressure me, but it was true that my grandfather had always opposed our divorce.”
Chen Anni was very emotional: "Force him to sign first, then we'll talk about the rest. Grandpa's problems are minor issues!"
“Okay.” Sang Ruo nodded gently: “I’ll go see him tomorrow.”
"That's right." Chen Anni gave her a thumbs up: "Our Sang Ruo is really efficient."
Sang Ruo gave a low, hoarse laugh and didn't reply.
The next day was a workday, and Sang Ru guessed that Bo Jinzhou would be at the Bo Group, so she planned to talk to him in person about the divorce.
Just as she reached the door, she saw Liang Yuxin sitting on the man's lap through the half-open crack.
She wrapped her arms around Bo Jinzhou's neck, her voice tinged with a coquettish tone: "Jinzhou, there's a cocktail party tomorrow, will you come with me?"
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