Chapter 85 She wanted to get rid of him
"You don't actually think it's me who doesn't want a divorce, do you?"
Bo Jinzhou did not respond to her question, but instead asked her a question in return.
Sang Ruo looked up at the man opposite her and saw his gaze gradually darkening.
"With Miss Sang's medical skills being so superb, how could Grandpa possibly have any problems with her here?"
An extremely calm and detached voice came from behind Sang Ruo.
Her back stiffened involuntarily for a moment.
It was that man who came out.
"Uncle."
Upon seeing the man in front of him, Bo Jinzhou quickly got up from the sofa.
Bo Jinyan walked to Sang Ruo's side and sat down next to her.
The man rested his hands on the back of the sofa, his long legs crossed, exuding the aura of someone in a superior position.
Although Sang Ruo sat upright with her back straight and her seat was relatively close to the front, this posture seemed extremely ambiguous to Bo Jinzhou, who was sitting opposite her.
Especially the aura between the two of them, there was something strange about it that was hard to explain.
“I didn’t want to get involved in this matter, but since we’ve decided to divorce, dragging it out isn’t a solution.” Bo Jinyan’s upturned eyes were slightly red. “Nephew, what do you say?”
"I'm just worried about Grandpa's health..."
"Don't even mention Miss Sang, I'm sick of hearing that phrase."
Bo Jin extended his hand from the back of the chair and fiddled with his ears a couple of times, and the atmosphere suddenly became very tense.
Sang Ruo clearly sensed that the aura of the two people beside her was somewhat off.
If this stalemate continues, she is worried that Bo Jinyan might say something even more abrupt, which would make things even more uncontrollable.
She quickly turned her head to look at the man beside her: "Uncle, didn't you come to see Xiao Kang? You haven't even gone up to see him yet! How are you going to explain this to Grandpa?"
Uncle.
The words reached the man's ears, and the crimson in his eyes deepened.
The implication was clear: he was being asked to leave.
But the man showed no annoyance, tapping his fingertips lightly on the back of the sofa.
His tone was indifferent: "Didn't Miss Sang just check? If the child were really unwell, you wouldn't be sitting here so calmly, would you?"
Sang Ruo's hand, which was resting on her lap, involuntarily clenched for a moment.
Although his tone was calm, she could detect a hint of displeasure in his composed voice.
Seeing that Sang Ruo did not respond, Bo Jinzhou, who was sitting opposite her, replied softly, "Yes, her condition has indeed improved after taking the medicine. I estimate that after taking two more doses of medicine tomorrow, she should be completely recovered."
The aura surrounding me grew stronger and stronger.
Sang Ruo really couldn't stay any longer.
She quickly got up from the sofa: "Since he has improved, I will go back first. I will brew the medicine tomorrow and have Chen Wuye bring it over. You can ask the aunt to put it in the refrigerator and brew it for him to drink regularly in the next two days."
Bo Jinzhou nodded softly: "Okay."
She had barely left when Bo Jinyan followed right behind her.
"Uncle, are you going back too?"
"Yes, take good care of the child."
"Okay, Uncle, take care."
The voices of Bo Jinzhou and Bo Jinyan came from behind.
When I stepped outside, the torrential rain had stopped, leaving only a few scattered raindrops falling from the sky.
Sang Ruo, holding a black umbrella, quickly approached the driver's seat.
As she reached for the car door, the man extended his bony hand and grabbed her wrist.
Sang Ruo's heart leaped into her throat in an instant.
He subconsciously looked toward the courtyard, but thankfully the gate was already closed.
"What did Miss Sang mean just now? Was she trying to deliberately get rid of me?"
The man's low voice reached her ears, and Sang Ruo's grip on the umbrella handle tightened.
“Mr. Bo, I’m just worried that you might say something inappropriate in that kind of setting, which could affect our relationship.”
Sang Ruo tugged at her wrist, trying to free her hand from his grasp.
"Oh? Is that so?" The man's grip on her wrist suddenly tightened, his tone nonchalant: "So you're worried I'll say something inappropriate? Why don't you tell me in detail?"
“Mr. Bo, I’m not joking with you.”
She raised her shimmering eyes and looked at him with a serious expression.
"Where did you get the idea that I sounded like I was joking?"
Sang Ruo was terrified that he would treat her like he had treated her in the warehouse, and her heart sank.
There are security cameras at the entrance, after all. Although the cameras might not capture it from this angle, it would still be inappropriate if someone saw it.
Bo Jinyan leaned close to her ear and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Are you afraid I'll tell him that we kissed and almost slept together?"
As soon as he said this, Sang Ruo's upper eyelashes fluttered incessantly.
She easily gets nervous whenever she gets close to this man.
Because every word he said was like a disco dance for her mind.
That feeling wasn't pleasant.
"It's getting late, Mr. Bo, you should go home soon! Thank you for coming to see Xiaokang today."
Sang Ruo used all her strength to break free from his grasp, then quickly opened the car door and got in without hesitation.
After closing the car door, she quickly stepped on the gas and sped off.
From beginning to end, she never turned her head to look at him even once.
The man stood by the window, watching her leave.
When Bo Jinyan arrived home, it was already nine o'clock.
He had just parked the car when he saw Mrs. Feng approaching him: "Sir, Mr. Fu is here. He's in the living room."
Bo Jinyan frowned slightly; Fu Chenqing wouldn't come looking for him unless there was something important.
"Okay, you can go ahead and get busy."
Bo Jinyan strode quickly toward the living room.
Fu Chenqing sat on the sofa in the center of the living room, making tea by himself.
Upon hearing footsteps, he suddenly turned around.
When Fu Chenqing saw Bo Jinyan, the corners of his lips couldn't help but turn up: "You still have social engagements on a rainy day like this? You're working too hard! I'm ashamed of myself for not being able to keep up."
"I went to Qinglan Garden." Bo Jinyan sat down opposite him, looking up at him. "Did you come to see me so late because of something?"
"Do you remember when I got infected when I went to your house for a dinner party?"
Bo Jinyan responded softly, "Mm."
Fu Chenqing poured him a cup of tea and handed it to him: "Later, I asked someone to investigate, and guess what happened?"
"Stop keeping me in suspense, just tell me."
Bo Jinyan picked up the teacup on the table and drank it all in one gulp.
"It's said that Liang Yuxin instructed her best friend Zhong Yating to do this." Fu Chenqing lowered his voice considerably: "You may not know Zhong Yating, but you should know Liang Yuxin, right? She's the woman next to your nephew..."
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