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Old Madam Bo held He Yan's hand, her eyes, weathered by time, filled with the marks of life.

Having weathered decades of ups and downs, all she wants now is peace and stability.

As long as Bo Siheng is alright.

Otherwise, she would leave this world with regrets after her death.

"Grandma knows that you are all opinionated. The situation now is not like it was back then. With the company's affairs pressing down and outsiders eyeing us covetously, there is not a single day of peace."

But you two can't keep taking such risks; you need to think about yourselves too!

Bo Siheng also hurriedly came over to comfort his grandmother.

His eyes were full of helplessness, clearly indicating that he had just been lectured.

"Grandma, I will definitely protect the Bo family now that it's in my hands. Don't worry, we will be careful from now on."

He looked at He Yan again, his eyes filled with a gentle, faint smile.

He Yan has been in a daze ever since she came in.

It was only then that she came to her senses.

She glanced at Bo Siheng and understood why Grandma Bo was so nervous.

"Grandma, don't worry, we'll be careful."

Bo Yuanzhou harbors wolfish ambitions and would rather do it openly, while his other relatives are even more bizarre.

Besides relying on the Bo family's influence, all he thinks about is how to make money.

Bo Siheng will certainly be under a lot of pressure.

But what she has to do is fraught with danger.

"I will definitely keep a close eye on him from now on and not let him take any risks."

“Grandma, your grandson will only feel proud to do these things. Think about it, Xiaoyan and I have exposed a harmful doctor, which will save many patients from suffering.”

Bo Siheng easily discerned He Yan's thoughts.

He knew He Yan would misunderstand.

Their relationship was already unstable, so why should she suffer any more grievances?

"You, even at your age, are still a worry."

Madam Bo glared at Bo Siheng with a hint of reproach.

He then turned to comfort He Yan.

"Xiaoyan, Grandma isn't blaming you, she's just worried about you!"

She sighed again, her face showing sadness.

No matter how much she had seen, none of it was as shocking as the wolfish ambition of her own son.

"There are many things that Grandma knows, but at this age, there's not much I can do anymore. Grandma has no other wish but that you all stay well and support each other."

"Grandma, we'll be fine and won't worry you anymore."

He Yan knew, of course, that Grandma Bo wasn't blaming her.

She responded with a smile.

Madam Bo nodded, feeling quite comforted.

But then she suddenly remembered something else, and in the next instant her face turned serious again.

"Aheng, your most important task with Xiaoyan right now is to have a child. With a child, you'll have an extra responsibility, and you'll know to be careful in everything you do from now on."

That miracle doctor last time swore he could cure you, but it turned out to be a lie. Grandma was so happy for nothing.

Bo Siheng's lips twitched, and his eyes were full of embarrassment when he looked at He Yan.

There was absolutely no real progress between him and He Yan.

Not wanting, but not dare.

"Grandma, this matter... can't be rushed."

Because he was still recovering from his illness, Bo Siheng dared not express any affection to He Yan.

How could he not want to have a child with He Yan?

However, there were too many unknowns, which made him afraid to take that step.

The matter with He Yiyi has not been resolved yet, and the miracle doctor has not been found. Even if she can really cure him, he will not give up easily and must arrange everything properly.

The key point is He Yan's attitude.

Bo Siheng feared that he was the one who was only disappointed.

"You keep pressuring me like this, which puts even more pressure on me, making it even harder for me to have the baby."

He Yan was also a little embarrassed, as Grandma Bo was urging her to have a baby more frequently.

And she couldn't answer that question.

"Xiaoyan, have you been taking the fertility tonics that Grandma had someone get for you on time?"

Madam Bo was anxious, but she knew that was the case.

But she waited for too long, and there was still no news.

"Uh, yes, we'll drink it. We'll try our best as soon as possible."

He Yan's smile froze; she felt helpless in the face of Grandma Bo's urging her to have a baby.

She can calmly handle and easily resolve even the most urgent situations.

But this is too much to ask of people.

The two exchanged a glance, their thoughts colliding.

Bo Siheng, fearing that He Yan would be put in a difficult position, took all the blame upon himself.

"Yes, Grandma, we're working hard. Please don't keep urging us. Xiaoyan is easily embarrassed. You have to give us some time. It's getting late, you should go back and rest!"

He hurriedly called the housekeeper over and sent his grandmother away.

"How could Grandma not be worried? Grandma is doing this for the Bo family... Oh dear!"

Madam Bo found it both amusing and exasperating.

Bo Siheng helped his grandmother into the car and bent down to tell the driver to be careful.

When they returned, they found that He Yan had already gone upstairs.

He went straight upstairs and saw He Yan tidying up her things with her back to him at the bedroom door.

Her silhouette was bathed in a soft light under the lamp.

He Yan has always been very thin, but not unhealthily thin; rather, she has a perfectly proportioned figure. Her waist is so thin that Bo Siheng could wrap his arm around it with one hand.

In this quiet atmosphere, he felt as if he had fallen into a grand visual illusion.

Bo Siheng was so engrossed in watching that he stood at the doorway the whole time.

That's all.

His eyes changed.

Some thoughts arose in his mind, and he realized that he knew his true feelings for He Yan.

Because I want to spend my life with her.

He Yan was about to take a shower after getting her clothes when she found him standing at the door.

"Bo Siheng, what's wrong?"

His gaze was intense as he stared at her, his eyes dark and unfathomable.

She suddenly remembered Grandma Bo's urging her to have a baby, and an awkward expression flashed across her face.

Bo Siheng seemed to wake from a dream and walked straight in, encircling He Yan.

His chin rested on the top of He Yan's head, his smile sly, his tone carrying a hint of cautious probing.

The two already had enough ambiguity within their contractual marriage.

Now, he wants to possess her openly and honestly.

To make up for the regrets in my heart.

"We have so many things to do now, what should we do about Grandma's pressure to have a baby?"

"What can we do? We can't just conjure one up."

He Yan chuckled, seeing through his little scheme.

She could only treat his cold poison.

As for having children... there's no way to prove it, is there?

Bo Siheng was amused, but his eyes were filled with a turbulent sadness.

How can he let her know the love he dares not express?

"We have to think of a way, otherwise Grandma will keep nagging us next time."

is there any method?

A thought suddenly flashed through He Yan's mind, but it vanished in an instant before she could grasp it.

She frowned, looking somewhat troubled.

But I can't remember what I just triggered.

"Okay, let me go, I'm going to take a shower."

He Yan gave up on reminiscing and now just wanted to rest and prepare for Li Guanghui's possible next move.

Although she had already found out about Li Guanghui, she couldn't rashly take action against him.

Given his patience in lurking in the He family's pharmaceutical factory for twenty years, he cannot be underestimated.

No matter what, the He family must be extricated from the picture.