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After getting into the car, He Yan leaned against the back door, looking down at her phone.

Then, Bo Siheng sat down and saw that there was a large space between them.

He observed her silently and realized that she actually had two faces.

However, it doesn't seem to be offensive.

It was quiet in the car.

Neither of them spoke.

Bo Siheng rested his hands on his knees, his slender fingers tapping unconsciously.

He liked the faint, refreshing herbal scent emanating from He Yan.

His heartbeat and breathing were still erratic.

Strangely, he felt that something was wrong with him.

night.

Bo Siheng still sleeps in the study.

The incident during the day will not change the relationship between him and He Yan.

Yes, it was just an accident!

Otherwise, it cannot explain why his heartbeat would be disordered.

Bo Siheng is a very self-disciplined person with a strict daily routine.

Just then, the maid knocked on the door from the outside.

"Young Master, the Old Madam is here."

Bo Siheng straightened up instantly and strode out of the study.

I was in a hurry to get married because I didn't want my grandmother to worry, and I couldn't let her find out that it was all a lie.

He opened the study door and saw He Yan walking out of the master bedroom.

She was wearing pajamas and drying her hair.

"Is it Grandma?"

"Yes, I can't let Grandma suspect anything, so I hope you can cooperate with me."

Bo Siheng walked over, wanting to pretend to be a loving couple with her, but he didn't know how to do it.

He reached out to embrace He Yan, but his hand froze in mid-air.

In the end, it ended up with his fingers awkwardly resting on her shoulder.

He Yan smiled faintly at him: "You want to put Grandma at ease?"

Under the warm yellow light of the corridor wall lamps, her cool and aloof face actually looked somewhat docile.

Bo Siheng was momentarily stunned by her smile.

Immediately, his hand was taken by He Yan.

"That's not convincing enough; Grandma won't believe it."

The voice of Madam Bo could already be heard downstairs.

Bo Siheng frowned and asked, "What do you intend to do?"

"Of course, it's time to go to bed."

He Yan pulled him to the bedside and pushed him down, then lay down on the other side herself.

"Don't worry, I won't lay a hand on you, don't be shy."

The man's nervousness and restraint amused her.

Was he experiencing a stress reaction from being frightened?

Bo Siheng had never imagined that he would be so intimate with a strange woman. He couldn't quite describe his feelings, but he found that his heart was racing again.

The two were covered by the same blanket, and the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

He Yan actually felt a little conflicted, but then she thought about it again and felt relieved.

Her personality is such that she never wastes her energy internally.

Once you've decided to repay a debt of gratitude, you won't dwell on it too much.

"Aheng, Xiaoyan, may Grandma come in?"

There was a knock on the door, and at the same time, Madam Bo's voice came in. However, before the two could respond, the door was pushed open.

"Grandma, why are you here so late?"

Bo Siheng hurriedly sat up, a hint of unease flashing in his eyes.

"Grandma just wanted to bring you some things. Xiaoyan, are you and Aheng chatting under the covers?"

Grandma Bo's kind smile held a questioning look in her eyes.

He Yan also sat up and responded generously.

"Grandma, we are cultivating our relationship as husband and wife."

After she finished speaking, she turned to look at Bo Siheng.

"Right?"

Bo Siheng's heart suddenly raced when He Yan stared directly at him.

He lowered his eyes and hummed in response, unaware that the tips of his ears were suspiciously red.

"The young couple should spend more time cultivating their relationship, so that Grandma can feel at ease."

Madam Bo smiled with satisfaction.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and took He Yan's hand, growing increasingly fond of her granddaughter-in-law.

"Xiaoyan, Ahheng may seem a bit cold at first glance, but he's a very kind person. Grandma can assure you of that. I hope you can give him a chance to show his abilities."

"I will, Grandma, don't worry."

He Yan used to coax her master often, and now she can easily coax Grandma Bo as well.

"Alright, then Grandma won't bother you any longer."

Madam Bo left satisfied.

Bo Siheng felt somewhat helpless about his grandmother's eagerness, but he was destined to disappoint her. He and He Yan were only a contract couple for three months, and they would part ways after that.

But as he looked at He Yan and smelled her scent, he couldn't help but move closer.

The performance is over.

He Yan just turned around and suddenly came into his line of sight.

The two were so close that their breaths mingled.

Bo Siheng was suddenly lost in thought.

"You smell very nice."

"Have it?"

He Yan was slightly taken aback, then picked up her hair and smelled it again.

"Oh, it all smells like herbs."

She spent a long time at the He family pharmacy today, so it's normal that she picked up the smell.

Bo Siheng suddenly realized that he had crossed the line.

He hurriedly got up and left.

"It's getting late, you should get some rest."

He left in a hurry, completely unaware that he hadn't developed any aversion to He Yan because he had unknowingly become desensitized.

...

The next day, He Yan was to officially start working at the He family's pharmaceutical factory.

The butler stood respectfully at the door and asked, "Young Madam, would you like a driver arranged for you?"

He Yan was still wearing a simple hoodie and jeans, with a crossbody bag and a baseball cap.

"No need. Do you have a car? I'd like to drive myself."

She dislikes feeling restricted when traveling.

"Young Master has a garage, and he instructed that you may use it at will."

At the entrance of He Family Pharmaceutical Factory.

Tang Xiaoyue was talking to He Yiyi.

When I saw a red sports car drive into the parking lot, I couldn't take my eyes off it.

"Wow, that's a limited-edition Ferrari supercar from last year. Only thirty were made worldwide. I heard you can't buy one even if you have the money, unless you're someone with status and wealth..."

However, when she saw He Yan get out of the car, her tone immediately turned sour.

"Tch! What are you showing off for? Some people are enjoying what they have now, but they had to pay for it by becoming widows."

He Yiyi's eyes held a hint of restraint, but she still frowned and stopped her, saying, "Xiaoyue, don't talk nonsense."

He Yan smiled faintly.

He handed over the car keys he was holding.

"Want to try it?"

He Yiyi and Tang Xiaoyue were both taken aback.

Tang Xiaoyue even couldn't resist her vanity and wanted to take the car keys.

"You really want to?"

He Yan smiled.

"You...you're utterly shameless!"

Tang Xiaoyue's eyes turned red with anger when she saw He Yan's dashing back.

He Yiyi sensed her jealousy and suddenly came up with a plan.

...

He Yan was still 'studying' at the pharmacy.

At that moment, the product manager suddenly walked in angrily.

"There was a mistake in an order of medicine, which has now caused errors in the finished product and packaging. Everyone must immediately recheck this order of medicine!"

The people in the herbal medicine department immediately fell silent.

He Yan frowned, also concerned, because if the wrong medicine was given, it could harm the patient.

The product manager was still yelling and scolding.

"We are supplying drugs to two hospitals today. If we cannot deliver the drugs as scheduled, it will be a breach of contract, and our pharmaceutical company will have to pay a large amount of liquidated damages! Our reputation will be completely ruined, and the consequences will be unimaginable!"

Even He Zhengyuan, who was in a meeting upstairs, rushed over anxiously.

He Yiyi, who works in the pharmaceutical research department, also came along.

"What exactly happened? Who was responsible for checking the types of medicinal herbs? How could they make a mistake after working on it for so long?"

As soon as He Zhengyuan spoke, an invisible pressure spread out.

No one dared to speak, fearing they would be implicated.

At this moment, Tang Xiaoyue suddenly stood up and said loudly, "President He, I know who made the mistake!"

"who is it?"

He Zhengyuan pressed on with a stern voice.

He Yan was wondering how Tang Xiaoyue knew.

She glanced to the side and saw Tang Xiaoyue pointing at her.