Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

Bo Lizhan stood by the French window, listening to the wind outside, his cigarette already burning down. His phone vibrated in his pocket. He took it out and took a look. It was a message from Fang Siyue, who had just moved in next door. "I made your favorite braised pork ribs tonight. Do you want to try it?"

He frowned and turned his phone to silent.

He thought that as long as he apologized and showed sincerity, Su Xianyun would forgive him. But when he proposed, her eyes were as cold as ice, as if he was just a stranger.

"Bo Lizhan, it's over between us." Her voice was soft, but it was like a knife, piercing his heart.

He thought she just needed time, that she would change her mind.

But a week passed, and Su Xianyun still didn't agree to his request. He would go to the hospital every day and watch her from afar, watching her sitting alone in the ward with a hollow look in her eyes, as if she had lost all her life.

He knew that she was still suffering for the lost child, but he didn't know what else he could do.

"Mr. Bo, the patient needs to rest, you can go back." The nurse reminded him softly with a hint of sympathy in her tone.

He nodded, turned and left, his steps as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

When he returned home from the hospital that day, Bo Lizhan's mother arrived at his apartment. She was sitting in the living room, a cup of tea in her hand, her expression calm. Seeing him come in, she put down the cup and smiled slightly: "I heard you're finally planning to get married?"

Bo Lizhan was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "Mom, how did you know?"

"Your dad said you went home specifically to get your household registration, saying you were planning to get married." Bo's mother stood up, walked over to him, and gently patted his shoulder. "Since you're thinking about this, I should help you arrange it. I've already told Fang Siyue that she's always had a good impression of you, and your two families are old friends, so it's a perfect match."

Bo Lizhan frowned, "Mom, Fang Siyue and I...are not suitable."

"Why not?" Mother Bo's tone suddenly grew stern. "How is Fang Siyue inferior to Su Xianyun? She's devoted to you and has waited for you for so many years. Are you going to let her down?"

Bo Lizhan fell silent. He knew his mother was right. Fang Siyue was indeed a good woman, gentle, virtuous, and from a good family. But in his heart, he had no feelings for her.

"Mom, don't interfere in my affairs." He whispered, but his tone was sharp.

Mother Bo sighed and shook her head. "You're just too stubborn. Before, because of that policewoman, no one could persuade you. Now, as for Fang Siyue, I've already asked her to come to my house for dinner tomorrow. How about you come over tomorrow too?"

After saying that, she turned and left, leaving Bo Lizhan standing alone in the living room, his heart in a mess.

The next day, Fang Siyue went to Bo's mother's house, but Bo Lizhan did not go. He went straight back to his apartment after get off work.

On the third day, Fang Siyue moved next door to Bo Lizhan's house.

Ever since Fang Siyue moved in next door, she'd been sending him messages every night. At first, he'd politely reply with "I'm busy" or "I have a fiancée," but then he stopped. Then, he noticed she was getting more aggressive, even starting to "run into" him at his doorstep.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang. He walked quickly to the door and saw through the peephole that Fang Siyue was wearing a silk nightgown and holding a transparent food storage box in her hand.

There are two elevators and two households in this community, and there are no other residents on this floor, so Fang Siyue dresses casually.

"I know you're home." Fang Siyue's voice came through the door. "I heard your footsteps earlier."

Bo Lizhan took a deep breath and opened the door: "Fang Siyue, it's so late, what's going on?"

"I'm bringing you a midnight snack." Fang Siyue smiled sweetly, "Look, it's still hot." She handed the thermal box forward.

“Thank you, but I’ve already eaten.” He took a step back. “And it’s not convenient at this late hour.”

Fang Siyue's smile froze for a moment, then returned to normal: "You always keep people at a distance like this. I know you still think of Su Xianyun, but she doesn't want you anymore."

Bo Lizhan's fingers trembled slightly as he recalled Su Xianyun's pale face in the hospital that day. She lay on the hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, saying, "Go away! I don't want to see you again."

"Fang Siyue, please leave." Bo Lizhan's voice turned cold. "I need to rest."

After closing the door, Bo Lizhan leaned against it, feeling his temples throbbing.

He walked to the desk and opened the drawer. Inside was a dark blue velvet box. He opened it carefully, and the diamonds shone brightly under the light.

This was the engagement ring he had chosen specifically for Su Xianyun. The three-carat pear-shaped ring was incredibly pure, just like the way she had looked at him.

This diamond ring was bought by Bo Lizhan after being scolded by President Huo.

Huo Chenjun's scolding words rang in his ears.

"Your girlfriend is pregnant, and you sent me the information. It almost caused my wife to misunderstand. I'm her boss, not her personal assistant. You should handle your own affairs." Mr. Huo's voice was very stern. "As a man, you must be responsible. Now that it has come to this, you must marry her home. Don't use any other excuses."

Looking at the ring, my memory uncontrollably went back to Germany more than a month ago.

......

At that time, the Huo Group's German project was facing a major crisis. Su Xianyun, as President Huo's secretary, also accompanied them on a business trip to Germany.

One night, Vice President Bo took several business documents to Su Xianyun to check and confirm the revisions requested by President Huo during the day.

In the hotel room, he remembered that he looked up and saw the concern in her eyes, and suddenly his nose felt sore.

In this strange country, in these busy nights, under the immense pressure of work in recent days, seeing her gentleness, Bo Lizhan's heart suddenly softened.

"Thank you." He took the document and his fingertips accidentally touched her hand. The warm touch made his heart tremble.

Su Xianyun sat down across from him and began to help him sort through the remaining documents. Her slender, white fingers fluttered across the pages like a fluttering butterfly. The faint scent of her perfume lingered on his nose, gradually relaxing him.

In fact, Bo Lizhan has always had a good impression of Su Xianyun, who works diligently. She is a master's degree holder from a prestigious university, elegant and quiet, with clear thinking and a gentle personality. However, he is still obsessed with his sacrificed police girlfriend.

"Mr. Huo said the data here needs to be adjusted in this way for the subsequent transformation of the production line in Singapore..." She leaned in close to him, pointing to a detail on the document. Her hair brushed his cheek, carrying a faint citrus scent.

He has always had great self-control, but at this moment, this faint fragrance was like a key that opened the door to the long-suppressed emotions in his heart.

Bo Lizhan's gaze shifted from the documents to rest on Su Xianyun's face. Her delicate features, her skin as delicate as porcelain, were so close to him. His heart began to beat wildly, and a powerful urge surged within him.

At that moment, he turned around as if possessed by a ghost and kissed her lips.

Her lips were softer than he had imagined, with a hint of minty coolness.

Su Xianyun's mind went blank, completely shocked by this sudden action. Her hands subconsciously pressed against Bo Lizhan's chest, pushing hard, trying to break free from his restraints.

Bo Lizhan had no intention of stopping. He held Su Xianyun's waist tightly with one hand, pressing her body against him, and held the back of her head with the other hand.

Plunder at will.

Su Xianyun's resistance gradually became weak. She had always had a good impression of Vice President Bo, thinking that he was as upright as President Huo, but Vice President Bo was younger. Her family had introduced Su Xianyun to some potential partners, but those men were far inferior to the man in front of her.

Normally, the quiet Su Xianyun would just keep this affection deep in her heart. At this moment, the other party's passionate response made her inner emotional defenses gradually collapse.

Her eyes slowly closed, lost in the sudden yet long-desired intimacy.

Her hands climbed up his shoulders, her fingertips trembling slightly.

"Vice President Bo..." she whispered softly, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

"Call me Li Zhan," he picked her up and put her on the bed.

At that moment, he forgot all his worries, forgot that he was in a foreign country, and forgot everything that had happened before.

Bo Lizhan hugged every inch of her body tightly, and then kissed her cheeks and collarbone...

The moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting mottled shadows on her fair skin.

……

In Bo Lizhan's apartment.

At this moment, the phone vibrated again. This time it was the hotel front desk calling: "Mr. Bo, the presidential suite you reserved is ready and you can check in at any time."

"Okay, I'll be there soon." He hung up the phone and put the ring back in the drawer.

He planned to move to a hotel, away from Fang Siyue.

A few minutes later, Bo Lizhan walked out of the apartment, dragging his suitcase. The moment the elevator door opened, he froze—Su Xianyun was standing inside, wearing a beige coat, her face a little rosier than the last time they met.

"Xianyun..." He subconsciously called out this name and wanted to go up and hold her hand.

Su Xianyun's eyes fell on the suitcase in his hand, and her eyes darkened: "Are you going on a business trip?"

"No..." Bo Lizhan was about to explain when Fang Siyue's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Honey, your tie is crooked."

Fang Siyue walked over quickly and reached out to help him adjust his tie. Bo Lizhan frowned and pushed her away, only to see Su Xianyun already in the elevator.

"Wait!" He stretched out his hand to block the elevator door. He saw Su Xianyun turned her face away, with tears flashing in the corners of her eyes.