Flash Marriage with Dr. Huo

Bo Lizhan almost rushed into the elevator.

The moment the elevator door closed behind him, he grabbed Su Xianyun's wrist and pressed her against the cold metal wall.

Su Xianyun screamed and the bag in her hand fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" She struggled, but Bo Lizhan had already lowered his head and kissed her lips.

This kiss was filled with long-suppressed desire and regret. His tongue pried open her teeth and absorbed her breath.

Su Xianyun was still refusing.

The elevator began to descend, but Bo Lizhan was completely oblivious. He placed his palm on her cheek, his fingertips touching a tear. Only then did he realize that Su Xianyun was crying.

"I'm sorry..." He let go of her, his chin resting on her forehead, "I'm sorry..."

Su Xianyun's voice choked with sobs. "I originally wanted to come here to break up and take back my personal belongings. I don't want them anymore. Today I saw that you have a new girlfriend so quickly. Is your so-called affection all fake?"

Su Xianyun's voice echoed in the elevator, with a hint of trembling and unconcealable disappointment.

Her eyes were slightly red and tears were welling up in the corners of her eyes.

The elevator door slowly opened, and Su Xianyun stepped out without hesitation, her steps quick and firm.

"What you saw is not true!" Bo Lizhan's voice rose a few degrees, with a hint of anxiety, "She is just a neighbor."

Su Xianyun's voice was as cold as ice. "Neighbors touching your tie? That's the real reason you didn't want to get married before, isn't it? You don't really have much sincerity towards me. You just felt sorry for me because I looked so pale in the hospital these past few days, didn't you? I don't want this cheap sympathy! I've always felt that we're not equal, and it's because I love you too much."

Bo Lizhan let go of her hand, his body suddenly stiffening, as if struck by something. A flash of panic flashed in his eyes: "Xianyun, don't... don't do this. I admit I was an asshole before, but this time I can explain it clearly..."

"Explain?" Su Xianyun's eyes were filled with determination. "What does the child we lost mean? Don't you think it's too late? I don't want to hear any more explanations. This is over between us."

Su Xianyun didn't want to continue to pester him, so she went out, hailed a taxi and left.

*

Bo Lizhan took his luggage and checked into the hotel.

He stood in front of the hotel's French window, his fingers unconsciously stroking the ring box in his pocket. Outside the window was a bustling night scene, neon lights flashing, and traffic flowing, but his mind was not on these scenery at all.

His eyes fell on the phone screen, where the message he had just sent still lay quietly in the dialog box: "I'm at the InterContinental Hotel, room number 1705. Can you come over? Or, tell me where you are."

He stared at the screen, his heart beating faster, as if he was waiting for a trial.

A few minutes passed without a reply from Su Xianyun. With trembling fingers, Bo Lizhan clicked on her profile picture and sent another message, only to find a red exclamation point next to it—he had been blocked.

At that moment, he froze in place, his phone slipping from his hand and falling on the carpet with a dull sound.

He bent down to pick up his phone, but the screen had gone dark.

"Does she really... hate me so much?" Bo Lizhan murmured in a low voice, his voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

The room was eerily quiet, with only the gentle hum of the air conditioner echoing in his ears. Bo Lizhan stood up, walked to the window, and his eyes fell on the lights in the distance.

She blocked him, which meant that she had completely cut off contact between them and that she would no longer give him any chance to explain.

"Perhaps, this is the end." Bo Lizhan murmured in a low voice, with a hint of helplessness in his voice.

*

At noon the next day, Su Xianyun stood in front of the president's office and took a deep breath.

She deliberately wore a beige turtleneck sweater today to hide her pale face.

"Come in." Huo Chenjun's low voice came from inside the door.

When I opened the door, I saw Mr. Huo sitting behind a large desk, his tall figure outlined by his black suit.

In the corner of the office, Mr. Huo's wife, Tang Xiaqing, was sitting on the sofa flipping through a magazine. She was wearing a champagne-colored cashmere dress today, which was elegant and gentle.

Mr. Huo had just asked the driver to pick her up from Tanghai Group and was going to have lunch together later.

Huo Chenjun's slender fingers were flipping through the documents, and he looked up at the sound of footsteps. His deep eyes were as sharp as ever, causing Su Xianyun to subconsciously clench the resignation letter in her hand.

"Mr. Huo, I..." Her voice trembled a little, "I want to resign."

Mr. Huo put down his pen and lingered on her face for a few seconds. "Reason?"

"I..." Su Xianyun bit her lip, "I want to go back to my hometown to develop."

"Returning to your hometown for development? Have you found a new job?"

"not yet."

"Tell me the truth." Mr. Huo's voice turned colder. "You've worked with me for such a long time. I know you. You're diligent and meticulous in your work. So much has happened these days. You're not in a good state to make a decision right now."

Su Xianyun's tears suddenly welled up, "But I'm in a bad mood now."

She hurriedly lowered her head, but heard Mr. Huo continue to say: "You should adjust your mood yourself. I have no obligation to comfort you."

"Boss Huo, I..." Su Xianyun's voice choked, "I really can't continue working here. Every time I see Vice President Bo, I feel very sad..."

"So you're running away? Giving up your job opportunity for him?" Mr. Huo stood up and walked to the French window. "Secretary Su, you're one of my most capable assistants. Work is not a joke, not a toy you can throw away at will."

Tang Xiaqing was reading a magazine on the sofa and heard their conversation. She knew that Huo Chenjun had a sharp style of doing things outside. At this moment, it was the first time she saw Huo Chenjun speaking so seriously to a lady.

"I'll give you three days to think about it," Mr. Huo said. "During this period, I'll let Vice President Bo give you an explanation." As he spoke, he picked up the phone on the table and dialed Vice President Bo's number directly.

"Vice President Bo, this is Huo Chenjun." His voice was serious. "Think carefully about your relationship with Secretary Su. She came to me today and offered to resign. We can get married or break up, but please show your responsibility as a man and make your position clear. I'll give you three days."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Huo looked at Su Xianyun and said, "Now, go back and rest. I'll give you half a day off today. As your boss, I need to remind you to think clearly. Who you marry is a matter between you and your boyfriend, but your career is yours."

After Su Xianyun left, Tang Xiaqing said, "Hubby, I feel like you're so harsh on your subordinates. You have almost no humanity."

Mr. Huo's eyes softened immediately. He walked to the sofa, sat down, put his arm around her waist, and said lovingly, "It's always like this when it comes to work."

"Fortunately you weren't so mean to me."

"Of course, how dare I." Mr. Huo pinched her nose. "You know, I'm not a gentle person. My warmth is only for you. Even our children won't be treated this way in the future."

*

After Vice President Bo finished the call, he was silent for a few minutes, then he walked out of the office and went to Su Xianyun's workstation. Su Xianyun was tidying up her desk, preparing to take the afternoon off.

"Su Xianyun." Vice President Bo's voice was low and powerful.

Su Xianyun looked up and saw Vice President Bo standing in front of her, his eyes flickering with indescribable emotions. Before she could say anything, Vice President Bo grabbed her wrist and pulled her up from her seat.

"Follow me." His voice was filled with urgency.

Su Xianyun was pulled by him and followed him staggeringly. The colleagues around her looked at her in surprise, but Vice President Bo ignored them and took her straight into his office.

The door slammed shut, and Su Xianyun's heart skipped a beat.

Vice President Bo turned around, holding an exquisite velvet ring box in his hand. He slowly opened the box, and a dazzling diamond ring gleamed brightly under the light.

"Marry me, Su Xianyun," his voice was low and gentle, with a hint of nervousness. "I know there have been many misunderstandings between us during this period, and I have done many things to make you sad. But today, I must speak my mind."

Su Xianyun's breathing stagnated, and her heartbeat quickened. She looked at Vice President Bo.

"I really have nothing to do with that neighbor woman." Vice President Bo's voice was firm and sincere. "She was the one who pursued me the whole time, even moving in next door to be close to me. But I never accepted her feelings, nor did I waver in my feelings for you. I always rejected her, but... I didn't think she was important. I didn't tell you in time, so you misunderstood."

Su Xianyun's lips trembled slightly, but she didn't know how to respond.

"I know I'm not someone who gives up easily. You blocked me last night," Vice President Bo continued, a hint of bitterness in his voice. "But today, I'm willing to put aside all my pride and self-esteem and apologize to you again. I'm also deeply heartbroken over the loss of our child."

Su Xianyun shed tears: "I don't want to be with you anymore."

"Xianyun, look up at me, okay?" He grabbed Su Xianyun's slender wrist and wanted to bring her into his arms.

"Li Zhan, I want to end our relationship completely."

Bo Lizhan had never seen Su Xianyun so stubborn before. He choked up, "If...if you're absolutely unwilling to forgive me, then I won't bother you anymore. I'll ask Mr. Huo to let me stay in Singapore for six months, because they need manpower to adjust the production line there."

"Then go ahead." Su Xianyun turned and left.

The moment she opened the door, Bo Lizhan hugged her from behind.

"Let go and let me go."

Hearing this, he let go.

Outside the window, it is raining heavily.