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"Xiaoyan, it's so good to have you by my side."

Bo Siheng knew that the greed in his heart had formed a huge vortex.

He can't let go, and he can't bear to part with it.

He Yan had become a blazing flame in his life, scorching his originally dull and arid life with an astonishing and unrestrained passion, making him feel as if he had been suddenly torn apart from a desolate abyss.

Like daytime, its light flashes briefly.

His world suddenly became wonderful from the shackles of self-loathing.

It was all because of meeting He Yan, as if it were destiny that brought forth new life.

"How did I end up marrying such a wonderful wife?"

Bo Siheng hugged He Yan even tighter.

The smile in his eyes was completely uninhibited.

So what if things were wrong before? The contract can be nullified, but he just won't accept his fate.

There's no need to worry about tomorrow today.

He's not going to let go anyway.

No matter how many secrets He Yan had to him, and no matter what others thought of her.

"Bo Siheng, you're acting really strange today?"

He Yan looked surprised, but couldn't suppress the smile on her lips.

Why does it feel like I've eaten honey?

But the current situation was clearly not suitable. She was being held by him and could feel his body heat coming from where their skin touched, a heat that she couldn't ignore.

He Yan didn't dare to move, but she could feel her face burning.

"You're still injured, go lie down!"

"Didn't you seem to enjoy touching my abs earlier, Madam? Why did you stop?"

Bo Siheng refused to let go and continued to act like a rogue.

He was testing He Yan's bottom line little by little.

As long as she didn't refuse, he dared to admit the despicable things in his heart.

He Yan was amused by him again.

She could feel his strong heartbeat, thump-thump, gradually merging with her own.

Between sobriety and depravity, she chose a balance.

Although she had many responsibilities, marriage did not weigh her down.

Or should we just stick to this and make the best of a bad situation for now?

"Okay, stop fooling around. If your wound reopens, I'll be the one who suffers."

He Yan moved carefully and cleverly broke free from his embrace.

Turning around, I saw the ripples in his eyes.

"Go lie down quickly. I still need to prepare the medicine for your next bath, and I also need to add some medicine to calm your mind and reduce internal heat, so that you don't get too hot and hurt your body."

After He Yan finished speaking, she deliberately glanced at him.

Before Bo Siheng could say anything, she turned and left with a smile on her lips.

"Madam, don't use too much cooling medicine!"

Bo Siheng's eyes were filled with helplessness and indulgence.

The smile in his eyes was one that would follow He Yan's retreating figure until she disappeared through the bedroom door.

I feel happiness in every moment I spend with her.

"It would be great if it stayed like this."

Bo Siheng sighed, and only then did he have time to check his phone.

When he saw that it was He Yiyi's message, he panicked for a moment for no reason. If He Yan had seen it earlier, he wouldn't have been able to explain himself.

He frowned, also feeling that this matter could not be delayed any longer.

If He Yiyi really has a way to cure him, then the past must come to an end.

Upon seeing the news, he also learned that He Yiyi had her own research lab.

It seems she is indeed talented and capable.

"Miss He, is there any progress on my treatment plan? If so, I'm very much looking forward to it."

Bo Siheng replied to He Yiyi's message, feeling a sense of anticipation.

"If you're ready, I'm available anytime."

However, he couldn't help but compare He Yiyi and He Yan in his heart.

He Yiyi is a socialite in Beijing and Professor Zhong's prized student. She grew up in high society and her every word and action was cultivated and disciplined by the He family. She is indeed a model of a socialite.

Moreover, as a doctor, she has also made achievements in philanthropy.

But in Bo Siheng's heart, it didn't get full marks.

He Yiyi has a true inner self that doesn't match her appearance; without filters, her flaws are exposed.

But He Yan was completely different.

She is free-spirited and always acts according to her heart; she clearly distinguishes between what she likes and dislikes.

The lack of material things did not make her spiritual life impoverished.

On the contrary, her uninhibited nature and disregard for everyone's opinions of her are her most authentic side.

"My wife is perfect in every way!"

Bo Siheng turned off his phone and obediently went to bed to wait for He Yan.

He couldn't help but continue muttering to himself.

"It would be even better if she said she liked me too!"

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He Yan went to the next room to get the medicine for Bo Siheng; it was a room she had specially arranged.

Anyway, the Bo family home is so big, and it's just the two of them living there.

Apart from the bedroom and study, the rest of the rooms are empty.

She set up a simple research and development room for herself, which Bo Siheng knew about.

He knew that He Yan had learned a lot at the He family's pharmaceutical factory and had also been introduced to the State Administration of Medicine by Professor Zhong, so he had no objection to He Yan tinkering with herbs at home.

"Has his mood changed too much lately? He's becoming more and more extroverted."

He Yan chuckled slightly as she thought about Bo Siheng's behavior.

Especially after Lu Yanzhe appeared, it was as if he had acted out eight hundred episodes of a palace drama with himself.

"But it feels pretty good."

He Yan has always been a very open-minded person.

Her carefree attitude stems from not having any particular expectations of anyone other than herself, including in matters of the heart.

Bo Siheng's emotions affected her and touched her.

So she thought she could give it a try.

She never imagines things that haven't happened yet; she only focuses on living well in the present.

Life is not a TV series, and there are no previews.

As long as you don't betray your own heart, that's enough.

After He Yan finished preparing the medicine and returned to her room, she found that Bo Siheng was still awake.

Moreover, his body temperature was abnormally high.

"Bo Siheng, you either need to take a bath now or go to sleep quickly, otherwise it will affect the healing of your wound."

"Madam, I was just thinking about you, nothing else."

Bo Siheng stared wide-eyed, looking completely innocent.

He was afraid of scaring her, so he had been trying very hard to relax and stop overthinking.

But there are some things that are beyond his control.

A look of helplessness and embarrassment flashed across He Yan's face.

"I'm here now. Don't think about it anymore. Go to sleep. Your wound needs enough rest to heal."

"But I want to hold you while I sleep."

Bo Siheng stared straight at He Yan.

He knew he shouldn't have any ulterior motives, so his eyes were free of any impure thoughts.

He Yan was embarrassed for a moment, then immediately turned over and lay down with her back to him.

After a long while, her voice finally came out.

"It's not like you haven't hugged someone every night."

Bo Siheng's expression suddenly relaxed, concealing the cunning in his eyes.

"Yes, my wife is the best."

Without hesitation, he turned and hugged her.

However, he intentionally maintained a safe distance.

That's wonderful! The lady didn't refuse his blatant request.

Because of Guan Yong's incident the night before, Bo Siheng and Lu Yanzhe were both injured, and He Yan had been dealing with the situation without rest. She was so tired that she didn't want to think about anything anymore.

I was just about to say something to him, but I just fell asleep.

When did her vigilance towards Bo Siheng drop so much?

It doesn't seem surprising at all.

Because he provides a lot of security.