"Mr. Bo, I don't understand what you're saying..."
Bo Xu pinched her soft face with his fingertips, his gaze like a magnet, tightly drawing her lips.
In the cramped carriage, he smelled the rich, sweet scent of gardenias emanating from her, which stirred his blood and pores, and tugged at his shaky self-control.
It almost made him hate her.
Bo Xu increased the pressure, forcing her to look up. With no way to escape, he gritted his teeth and repeated, "Seeing me get closer to you again and again, unable to let you go, aren't you very proud of yourself, huh?"
His voice was low and deep, like a small hammer slowly tapping across Shen Zhiyi's heart.
She suddenly looked up.
Seeing his disheveled hair and the shadows covering half his face, and sensing a hint of affection in his loss of control, she couldn't help but fall for him as well.
"I...I didn't..."
My heart was pounding like a drum.
She gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with her fingertips, and a blush slowly crept up her cheeks.
"No?" Bo Xu's low, husky voice rang in my ears. "Then tell me, in what way am I inferior to him?"
Bo Xu originally thought he would be the one to back out easily.
But when he heard that Yao Dingqi had even sent his own sister to keep him occupied so that he could have dinner with her, he was both worried and anxious.
I don't think I've ever been that angry before.
He didn't realize that other people's coveting of her could make him so jealous.
I was so jealous that it felt like ants were crawling all over my body.
He convinced himself without much effort.
Why should he be the one to admit defeat?
In his 29 years of life, there has never been anything that made him willingly admit defeat.
Why should the person who abandoned her be him?
He looked at the silent person in front of him, his tone carrying a hint of command and interrogation, determined to force an answer out of her.
"Shen Zhiyi, speak."
"That Xiao Xu, what is it about him that I can't compare to?!"
Shen Zhiyi was startled and looked troubled.
How was she supposed to answer that?
But under his increasingly forceful questioning, he had no choice but to force a smile and reply, "Mr. Bo, you are very good... really very good..."
She glanced at him, then blurted out, "He is... he is younger than you..."
I'm going to die...
Shen Zhiyi closed her eyes, waiting for the storm to come.
Bo Xu remained silent for quite some time.
His face was grim, his oppressive aura intensified, and his voice, as if from hell, uttered in a low, eerie tone, "How old are you?"
“19…” Shen Zhiyi’s voice was barely audible.
Bo Xu almost laughed out of anger.
"Shen Zhiyi, you're not only trying to hook me, but you're also flirting with someone so young?"
"What does a greenhorn like him know?"
"And what can I give you?"
Shen Zhiyi opened her lips.
"He knows a lot..."
“And he…” she glanced at him quickly, “has a bright future.”
Do you like him that much?
Bo Xu suppressed his raging anger and the surging jealousy in his chest, grabbed her waist with one hand, and pulled her into his arms with a forceful pull.
The hand that was gripping her chin loosened its pressure and slowly caressed her. His rough thumb rubbed her lips, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Shen Zhiyi, want to try?"
Shen Zhiyi opened her eyes, her face full of confusion.
Bo Xu leaned down, bringing his lips close to hers, and whispered seductively, "I will not lose to anyone."
His nose touched hers, his gaze falling, carrying a deep, intimidating force.
"Dump him and be my girlfriend."
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