Forced marriage by a substitute bride? The spoiled son of a prominent Beijing socialite! His whole f

He Yan scanned the message word by word, imagining Bo Siheng's expression when he sent it.

Perhaps she's frowning because she's unhappy?

Or perhaps you're feeling resentful because you promised but didn't go back?

It couldn't possibly be someone who looks wronged.

Regardless of her expression, it changed He Yan's mood.

The corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up.

[You want me to go back? Why doesn't Mr. Bo just say it directly? Why use such roundabout language?]

He Yan found herself more relaxed in front of Bo Siheng, while her interactions with the He family made her feel a bit pressured, perhaps because of their change in attitude, which made them all feel uncomfortable.

She felt very uncomfortable with the lack of blood ties they had never shared.

at the same time.

When Bo Siheng saw He Yan's reply, his eyes were filled with a helpless smile.

He felt he didn't want to waste the present moment, even if it ultimately didn't lead to anything.

So I'm indulging my inner desires.

The moon's rays shine silently through the clouds.

He Yan understood the meaning of those words almost immediately.

I was admiring the moon when I suddenly felt lonely.

A strange flutter stirred in her heart, and her heart seemed to race uncontrollably.

Why did he suddenly become so mushy?

However, her reply came even faster.

"Then I'll come back right away and make sure you don't turn into stone."

He Yan encrypted the investigation materials about her master twice, then picked up her bag and prepared to leave.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw He Yiyi standing there.

"You want to come to my room again?"

He Yan's eyes were filled with displeasure.

He Yiyi seemed oblivious to He Yan's emotions, her eyes feigning innocence.

"Sister, I was just video chatting with my second brother. Why don't you come and meet him too?"

Second brother? He Wenming?

What kind of trouble is He Yiyi up to now?

He Yan wasn't interested; the two of them didn't know each other at all, so what was the point of meeting?

"Yiyi, don't beg her, I don't want to see her."

He Wenming's impatient voice came through the phone. He had just heard Yiyi talking about this younger sister and knew that He Yan had a bad temper and often made Yiyi angry.

Having never personally experienced or interacted with He Yan, he was also very resistant to her.

"Second brother, please don't do this. My sister just got home, and I just wanted to introduce you to her."

He Yiyi was secretly pleased, but she still pretended to be very embarrassed.

She desperately wanted her second brother to hate He Yan.

He Yan was about to leave, but stopped in her tracks upon hearing this.

She knew that He Wenming must have been provoked, but fortunately, she didn't really want to acknowledge him.

"Second brother, this is Sister He Yan."

He Yiyi seized the opportunity and immediately shoved her phone into He Yan's face.

On the screen was a young man with sharp features, who looked somewhat like He Yunyi, but was even more unruly. When he saw He Yan, he was first taken aback, and then frowned.

"What, you didn't even greet me? Didn't you learn any manners in the countryside?"

He Wenming was amazed when he first saw He Yan.

Because she looks very much like her mother when she was young.

And it's even more beautiful than its predecessor.

But that expressionless face made him feel challenged.

He Yan tilted her head, thinking that there was something wrong with his brain.

She saw several foreigners enter behind He Wenming, carrying things in their hands, indicating that they were filming a movie.

Since he was being so unfriendly, she wouldn't hold back either.

She spoke directly in a less common language.

"Makeup artist, we need to prepare for the next scene soon, please come and do the actors' makeup!"

He Wenming was stunned on the screen.

He was confused and didn't know what He Yan had said.

He Yiyi, standing to the side, also looked completely astonished.

She thought she heard He Yan say something, but she couldn't understand it at all.

At this moment, He Zhengyuan and He Yunyi also came out.

The two were discussing business and investment matters in the study when they heard voices outside. Fearing that He Yan had gotten into another conflict, they were startled and jumped in fright.

"You've come out at the right time; I'm going back to the Bo family home."

He Yan said goodbye and was about to leave.

"Xiaoyan, didn't we agree you weren't leaving? What's wrong?"

Su Wan happened to hear this and was also startled.

She rushed over to persuade her.

"Because Mr. Bo wants me to go back, I can't very well refuse."

He Yan did not expect the He family to react so strongly.

She was a little surprised, and also wanted to laugh.

Upon hearing this, the He family members' expressions softened, and they used smiles to cover up their embarrassment.

"That's good. You can go back and keep Master Bo company now!"

Su Wan's smile was exceptionally happy.

As long as Xiaoyan is doing well in the Bo family, her guilt will be lessened.

He Yan nodded and turned to leave.

He Yunyi was still a bit arrogant, thinking that He Yan would coax him into taking him home, but instead he saw her leave without looking back. He felt a lump in his throat and was incredibly frustrated.

He Wenming, who finally realized what was happening, was also very dissatisfied.

"How can He Yan have no manners at all? She just left without even saying hello?"

He thought Yiyi was right; He Yan did have a bad temper.

Just then, the makeup artist came over to change his makeup.

"Why do we need to change makeup? It's not time to start filming yet!"

He Wenming was puzzled, so he asked his assistant.

A staff member nearby translated the conversation.

"Didn't you just say you were coming over to change your makeup?"

"I do not have……"

He Wenming was completely bewildered when he heard his assistant's explanation, and immediately realized it was something He Yan had just said.

But he clearly heard that this younger sister had come back from the countryside.

Does He Yan speak any of the less common languages ​​spoken here?

"How could that be? My sister shouldn't have had the opportunity to learn that. She's probably just making things up."

He Yiyi was also confused; He Yan probably hadn't even finished her studies in the countryside.

She didn't believe He Yan was capable.

"I don't think so. Her pronunciation was quite standard just now."

He Yunyi was also surprised. He had just come out and overheard He Yan saying this, and realized that they really knew too little about this younger sister. He was shocked by her once again.

"I didn't expect Xiaoyan to have such a talent for studying."

He Zhengyuan and his wife exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with satisfaction.

He Yiyi bit her lip, too jealous to speak.

She felt that she was about to be outdone by He Yan.

Every time she tried to outshine He Yan, she always ended up stealing the spotlight.

Is she really going to fall out of favor?

……

He Yan returned to the Bo family.

The butler immediately came out to greet them, his face beaming with smiles.

"Young Madam, the young master is in the back garden. He has been waiting for you for a long time."

"I see."

He Yan put down her bag and went to the garden.

The moonlight is beautiful tonight, illuminating the entire garden. Combined with the specially installed ground lights, it looks like a dream.

She saw Bo Siheng lying on a recliner, resting with his eyes closed.

Due to the cold poison, Bo Siheng's skin was whiter than that of ordinary people.

His face, sculpted by the moonlight, was even more captivating, like a piece of jade porcelain shimmering with a hazy glow.

He Yan looked at him, her eyes filled with amazement.

She couldn't help but slow her breathing.

People are often touched by unexpected moments, just like now.

He Yan always knew clearly what she needed. She had avenging her master and wouldn't easily let herself get entangled in emotional entanglements. But at this moment, she was acting against her will.

She specially planted easy-to-grow herbs in a corner of the garden, and they are now in bloom.

This medicine has a calming and tranquilizing effect.

He Yan went over and picked two flowers, then came back and placed them next to Bo Siheng's ear.

At that moment, he opened his eyes.

Before He Yan could withdraw her hand, Bo Siheng grabbed her and the flowers together.

Their gazes met under the moonlight, a moment that felt like a collision of galaxies.

A myriad of stars shone in his eyes.

"Madam is back. Are these flowers for me?"