Nie Xunhuan wanted to make sure whether he was really asleep.

When she got closer, she found a tear shed from the cold corner of the eye of this deep, introverted, domineering and arrogant man.

She was stunned.

She thought that such a man had no tears, but it seemed that she was wrong.

After thinking about it, she planned to step back.

However, Bo Junyi's slender fingers clasped her thin wrist and pulled her into his arms.

His other hand wrapped around her thin waist, and the two of them fell from the sofa to the floor together.

But fortunately, Bo Junyi acted as a human cushion, and she was not hit.

"I..."

"Quiet."

Bo Junyi's hoarse voice was very low and deep, lacking some of his usual coldness and hostility.

Nie Xunhuan lay obediently on his chest, not daring to do anything rash. She listened to the heavy rain outside the window and his steady and powerful heartbeat.

He seemed to have fallen asleep again.

But the hand on her waist was clasped tightly to prevent her from running around.

She sighed helplessly. There was nothing she could do, so she could only close her eyes and let herself sleep for a while.

She slept until dawn.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Bo Junyi, who was dressed neatly, driving a yacht towards the port.

Gradually, some fishing boats could be seen on the sea, which made her feel happy as if she had survived a disaster.

But because of Bo Junyi, she didn't dare to show it, and only prayed that she could reach the shore safely.

The fair and charming face was full of worries. She couldn't be too optimistic. When she got to the shore, how should she get down? She

was only wearing a white shirt that could not cover her body. Could

she just walk down like that? She didn't have the courage.

Her eyelashes drooped like windshield wipers. Maybe she should call someone and ask them to send her a set of clothes.

But who should she contact? It seemed that the only one was Anya.

Three hours later, they returned to the port. Bo Junyi left her and went out without saying a word.

Then, there were voices outside. She wrapped herself tightly in the wool blanket, hoping that no stranger would break in.

Less than five minutes later, familiar footsteps were heard. Bo Junyi came back with a paper bag in his hand. It was a set of women's clothes.

"I'll wait for you in the car." He put down the paper bag, turned around and went out again.

Nie Xunhuan took a deep breath. Although she wanted to resist, she gave up after thinking about it.

She couldn't beat him.

The person who prepared the clothes was very careful. In addition to a white dress with a hollow back, there was also a set of underwear inside, and the bra was invisible.

Although this dress was not her style, it was at least better than the white shirt on her body.

After putting on her clothes, she came out of the cabin.

A cleaning lady carrying a bucket and a mop saw her getting off the yacht, and her eyes were meaningful.

She completely thought she was a peripatetic girl who wanted to sleep with someone and become famous.

She had seen this kind of look so many times that she was immune to it.

The black Cayenne was parked not far away, and she walked towards the car with elegant steps.

Through the dark brown car window, Bo Junyi's gloomy black eyes looked at Nie Xunhuan who was walking towards him. Who prepared this damn dress!

Song Ling noticed that the atmosphere in the car suddenly dropped. He glanced at Bo Junyi from the rear mirror, and then looked at Nie Xunhuan who was walking outside the car window. His mind sank slightly: Is Xiao Yu crazy? He actually prepared such sexy clothes for Nie Xunhuan.

Nie Xunhuan opened the door and got in the car. She nodded to Song Ling and sat down quietly.

For some reason, Bo Junyi's dark eyes looked at her sharply, which made her back cold.

"Where are you going, Miss Nie?" Song Ling asked politely. Bo Junyi did not leave directly, but wanted to give her a ride.

"To Interstellar Media." She still had to meet Yi Jin to continue discussing cooperation.

"You're going to meet another man dressed like this?" Bo Junyi's tone was gloomy, his cold eyes staring at her.

Nie Xunhuan looked at him in confusion, "Mr. Nie, you prepared the clothes."

For the first time, Bo Junyi was speechless, and his handsome face was gradually covered with a layer of black air, "You just finished accompanying me, and you can't wait to meet another man, Nie Xunhuan, where is your sense of shame?"

Inexplicable!

Nie Xunhuan's watery peach blossom eyes widened, showing a trace of displeasure, "Mr. Bo is right, it's my freedom to see who I am."

Bo Junyi's face was cold, and his black eyes were gloomy and cold.

Song Ling admired Nie Xunhuan's courage, it seemed that she was not afraid of being thrown out of the car by Bo Junyi.

The car was still moving forward, and he deliberately made a detour so that he wouldn't have to pass by Interstellar Media.

Nie Xunhuan's fan circle was tight, and Bo Junyi was simply unreasonable.

Thirty minutes later, the car stopped downstairs of the Nie Group building.

She put her hand on the car door, took a breath, and said to Bo Junyi: "Mr. Bo, I hope this is the last time we meet. We each got what we wanted from the previous things. If you still want to get involved, please line up. There are many men chasing me, and I don't mind putting your name on the list first!"

After that, she pushed the door open and got out of the car, then slammed the door hard, with a handsome and slender movement.

Bo Junyi turned his head to look at the woman who got out of the car without any reluctance, his black eyes became more gloomy, and his clenched fingers gradually turned white.

When Nie's father saw that there had been no news from Nie Xunhuan for a whole day and night, he stood up from his chair excitedly, "Xunhuan, where have you been? Why didn't you say hello? I couldn't get through on the phone."

Nie Xunhuan took a glass of water from the water dispenser, drank it all, and waved his hands, "Don't mention it, Dad, did Yi Jin from the Star Group call?"

Father Nie shook his head and said seriously, "No, Xunhuan, you haven't answered my question yet?"

"Dad, you really shouldn't ask." Her eyes were filled with sadness, which made people feel distressed.

Father Nie pursed his lips, and seeing that she was unwilling to mention it, he automatically shut up.

"I still have to go to Interstellar Media, and I'll go home to have dinner together in the evening." Nie Xunhuan didn't have much time to grieve, as she had very important things to deal with.

Father Nie wanted to persuade her to take a rest first, but she rushed out without giving him a chance to speak.

Returning to her office, she took out a professional suit from the hanger. This was something she kept for emergencies, and she used it today.

After changing her clothes, she reprinted a contract and took Anya to meet Yi Jin at Interstellar Media.

When they arrived at the front desk, she smiled and said, "Hello, I am Nie Xunhuan from Nie Group. I have an appointment with your President Yi to meet today."

A woman with a very sweet smile was standing at the front desk. She was wearing a dark blue short skirt and a small vest, a short-sleeved shirt with puff sleeves underneath, and a blue silk scarf, looking dignified and decent.

"Okay, please wait a moment." The lady at the front desk picked up the phone and dialed the company's internal line for confirmation, but the other party gave her a very unexpected answer, "Ms. Nie, I'm sorry, our president said that this cooperation is over and there is no need to meet."