Chapter 130 He still says he has no feelings for me
"The power is out."
Her tone was indifferent as she continued wiping the table without saying a word.
Bo Jinyan grabbed her wrist in an instant, and the next second he picked her up and placed her directly on the table, forcibly spreading her legs so that she had to wrap them around his waist.
The sudden, ambiguous gesture made Sang Ruo's heart race and her face flush.
She braced her hands on the table, glaring at him angrily: "Bo Jinyan, what are you doing?"
The man put one arm around her back and pinched her chin with the other: "Are you deliberately avoiding me?"
Why would I avoid you? What's there to avoid?
She supported herself against his chest with one hand, her posture becoming increasingly ambiguous.
He grasped her hand, squeezing it tighter and tighter, gazing at her silently, then suddenly fell silent.
The look in her eyes was full of stubbornness; she was clearly still angry.
"It was my fault this morning, don't take it to heart."
His voice suddenly softened, and his tone became much lower.
Sang Ruo was stunned for a moment; this was the first time Bo Jinyan had bowed his head to her.
It's truly hard to imagine that someone so high and mighty would ever willingly bow their head...
"My intention was to help you understand your own heart, not to humiliate you, and I never intended to do such a thing to you..."
When this matter was brought up, Sang Ruo felt ashamed again, and her face suddenly turned red.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Bo, please stop talking."
"So you forgive me?"
Bo Jinyan released his hands from her waist, then rested them on either side of the table, gazing quietly at her beautiful features.
Sang Ruo pushed him away, then quickly got off the table and continued wiping it with a rag: "We were never lovers, let alone husband and wife, so what's this talk of forgiveness or not forgiveness?"
"But to me, you already are."
The man's voice was very soft, coming from behind.
Sang Ruo stopped wiping the table again.
A strong sense of tension rose within me.
She immediately changed the subject: "How is Grandpa's health lately?"
Bo Jinyan was suddenly stunned for a moment, probably not expecting the topic to jump so quickly.
"It's alright. You can go back and have her checked again later."
“I have done everything I promised Mr. Bo, but why is there still no news about what Mr. Bo promised me?” Sang Ruo turned to look at him, her voice deep: “Didn’t you promise to help me get the Hengyang courtyard back?”
“I haven’t forgotten that Zhang Ye has been keeping an eye on this matter. Your aunt is no pushover either. This is likely to be a long battle, so you need to be prepared.” Bo Jinyan said calmly, “But getting it back for you is only a matter of time.”
Sang Ruo nodded slightly: "I was just afraid Mr. Bo would forget, so I was just reminding him."
How could I forget about you?
Bo Jin reached out and ruffled her hair.
Sang Ruo happened to turn her head and met his shimmering phoenix eyes. For the first time, she saw a deep affection in this man.
That's right, it's deep affection.
Even she herself was startled.
Why was Bo Jinyan looking at her with such deep affection?
"There's actually another thing I wanted to tell you today."
He lowered his hand and leaned against the table.
Sang Ruo's thoughts were interrupted, and she looked up at him curiously: "What is it?"
"The thug we brought back from Jiangzhou has been questioned by the bodyguards, and they've tried everything they can, but he still refuses to tell the truth. He's currently being held in the warehouse. What are you planning to do with him?"
Bo Jinyan took out a cigarette, lit it, and then held it between his slender fingers.
Sang Ruo pondered for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "Release them later!"
Bo Jinyan's brows furrowed slightly, and his hand, which was gripping his fingertips, paused slightly: "Why did you release him?"
Sang Ruo pondered for a moment, but did not rush to speak.
Bo Jinyan was unaware of the jade hairpin incident. If he were to reveal everything now, it would surely reveal that he was 'Huai Sang'. However, it was not the right time to discuss such matters.
"Do you already know who the mastermind is?"
A chill crept into the man's eyes.
Sang Ruo gazed at his handsome features and finally nodded gently: "Yes, the murderer is Liang Yuxin."
"How could it be her? What's been going on between you two lately?"
Sang Ruo shifted her gaze to the night sky outside, her tone cold and indifferent: "What other grudge could there be? It's all about Bo Jinzhou."
The next second, she was suddenly pulled a few steps closer by Bo Jinyan.
"From what you're saying, you haven't let go of your nephew yet?"
Bo Jinyan lowered his eyes and glanced at her, his gaze and voice carrying a hint of danger.
"I never said I couldn't let go."
Sang Ruo's eyes held a hint of evasion.
"Since you've slept with me, you're mine from now on. Your heart and body can no longer belong to anyone else, including Bo Jinzhou."
As soon as he said this, Sang Ruo's upper eyelashes suddenly fluttered wildly.
That intense sense of tension arose once again.
After a few seconds of calm, she curled her lips into a cold smile: "I never realized before that Mr. Bo was such a possessive person."
"It's not too late to know now."
After finishing his last puff of cigarette, the man stubbed it out and threw it into the nearby trash can.
She gave a cold laugh: "That's quite domineering..."
The moment the words left her lips, Bo Jinyan suddenly grabbed her chin with one hand and kissed her lips without hesitation.
The puff of smoke that he hadn't even had a chance to exhale instantly filled her mouth from his.
The intense feeling of suffocation, tinged with a hint of ambiguous tenderness, was so profound that she would remember this kiss for a lifetime.
The feeling of wanting to cough but being unable to make it out made it almost impossible for her to breathe.
Bo Jinyan noticed her discomfort and eventually let go of her.
He stood before her, his fingertips tracing the shape of her lips, cradling her chin, and whispered, "Once the old man's condition stabilizes, I will go and tell him about your divorce..."
"No!" she immediately retorted, "Don't say it."
Bo Jinyan tightened his grip on her chin: "What? Don't you want a divorce?"
Sang Ruo swallowed instinctively, then, meeting his dangerous gaze, slowly spoke, "No, I wanted to tell Grandpa myself that it wouldn't be appropriate for you to say this. I can't let you get involved in this mess..."
"You're so considerate of me? And you said you have no feelings for me?"
The man chuckled softly, lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips. When he looked up again, his expression was extremely ambiguous.
Sang Ruo's hands involuntarily tightened around the hem of her skirt, and she suddenly fell silent.
Bo Jinyan cupped her face in his hands and said solemnly, "Sang Ruo, from the day we had our relationship, no matter how muddy this quagmire became, I was destined never to get out."
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