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

"How could Master Bo be poisoned? Is someone trying to harm him?"

Lu Yanzhe was also shocked when he saw the news; he never expected that Bo Siheng would suddenly encounter such a big problem.

Originally, the two were rivals, but they also became love rivals because of the same woman.

Moreover, he accepted Bo Yuanzhou's invitation this time because of his own plans for the future development of the Lu family, and he wanted to settle down in Beijing and gain a foothold in this economic center.

But he never considered using any underhanded methods.

I want to beat him fair and square.

Unexpectedly, while he was trying to figure out how to win over He Yan, someone actually made a move!

Lu Yanzhe was quite curious as to who could have done this.

A rather loud noise came from behind.

He turned around in surprise and saw He Yan hurriedly getting out of bed and running outside.

"Xiao Yan, don't be so nervous. Bo Siheng may be alright, but are you okay?"

Lu Yanzhe quickly stopped He Yan and hugged her.

The worry in his eyes provided him with a plausible excuse for his actions.

"I'm fine, it's Bo Siheng who's in trouble!"

He Yan knew that Lu Yanzhe cared about her, and she was very grateful.

But at this moment, she needed to be by Bo Siheng's side.

She hurriedly pushed Lu Yanzhe away and ran out, feeling as if her heart was being tightly gripped, making it difficult to even breathe. Her unease was amplified, and a sense of panic spread through her heart.

I've been secretly treating him every night, and he's almost fully recovered.

Who would have thought that he would suddenly have an accident at this time.

"Xiaoyan, your condition is very unstable right now. I'll take you there!"

Lu Yanzhe was initially a little surprised.

Because of the competition, some bold ideas suddenly popped into his mind.

But he was worried about He Yan, so he decided to put aside his prejudices for now.

When Lu Yanze caught up with He Yan at the parking lot, He Yan was starting the car.

He hurriedly opened the car door and grabbed He Yan's hand.

"Lu Yanzhe, what are you doing?"

He Yan was stunned; her eyes showed surprise mixed with a hint of displeasure.

“I know you’re worried about him, but it’s best not to drive in your current condition. I’ll drive you there.”

Lu Yanzhe frowned, his eyes filled with unwavering conviction.

Although he was very unhappy that He Yan was moved by Bo Siheng's incident, he was still very upset.

But reason prevailed over jealousy.

"I'm fine..."

He Yan wanted to explain, but seeing Lu Yanzhe's gaze, she gave up arguing.

Oh well, she doesn't mind that much anyway.

"Hurry, to the Bo Family Hospital."

He Yan readily moved to the passenger seat.

Lu Yanzhe didn't say anything, and quickly got into the car and sped away.

***

Time goes back half an hour.

Bo Siheng is attending the launch meeting for the Bo family's new quarterly project. This project is huge, and the entire construction process will take two years. It is also a representative and glorious chapter in Beijing's history.

The scene was packed with reporters, and various news outlets were broadcasting it live.

"...Let's invite President Bo to the stage to speak!"

As the host finished speaking, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

The bosses of the other companies who were responsible for a small part of the project also kept offering their congratulations and compliments.

They could already make a considerable profit by taking a small share of the Bo family's projects.

"Please, Mr. Bo! It's an incredible honor for us to be able to participate in this project with you!"

"Yes, yes, I look forward to your guidance in the future, Mr. Bo!"

The sound of camera shutters clicking could be heard constantly at the scene.

All the spotlights were focused on one place.

Bo Siheng, dressed in a well-tailored haute couture suit, sat in the VIP seat in the center of the audience with his legs crossed, his face full of arrogant and disdainful expression, exuding the aura of a superior.

Upon hearing the host's words, he calmly stood up and straightened his clothes.

Just as he was buttoning up his suit jacket and preparing to lift his foot...

His face suddenly stiffened, and a strong sense of unease welled up inside him.

"Master Bo!"

Yu Cheng followed, holding a USB flash drive in his hand.

His face was full of excitement, but he paused for a moment when he noticed Master Bo's expression.

He quickly lowered his voice and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"fine."

Bo Siheng narrowed his eyes, forcibly suppressing his discomfort, but several thoughts suddenly flashed through his mind.

Was his treatment too late? Or did it simply not work at all?

He had been able to endure those subtle discomforts because he knew his body was at its limit and he shouldn't ask for anything more. He only wanted to do something for the Bo family and He Yan in the end.

He Yiyi's words gave him hope for survival, making him eager to act.

"Please welcome Mr. Bo to the stage!"

The host noticed that Mr. Bo was standing still, as if he had some concerns.

To avoid an awkward silence, he spoke up again to remind them.

Bo Siheng regained his aloof and indifferent demeanor, and strode onto the stage.

But with every step he took, every muscle, nerve, and ligament in his body ached as if it were nailed to the ground.

He knew the importance of today's press conference, so he was trying his best to stay strong.

A sudden, overwhelming fear swept over me.

What will happen to the Bo family if something really happens to him? What will happen to He Yan?

Even so, he didn't want to be discovered here.

"Ahem, today..."

As soon as Bo Siheng opened his mouth, he felt a metallic sweetness mixed with a rusty taste in his throat.

The cameras of the reporters on site were flashing non-stop.

All the live stream cameras were pointed at him.

Some sharp-eyed people had already noticed that something was wrong with Bo Siheng and turned their curious gazes toward him. The entire press conference fell silent, as if everyone was waiting for Mr. Bo to speak.

Yu Cheng watched from below the stage as Bo Ye's expression worsened, and he was extremely anxious.

But as his personal assistant, what he was thinking about at that moment was how to perfectly avoid it.

Because he knew what Mr. Bo cared about most.

To keep the Bo family from being affected, crisis public relations are also necessary.

But Bo Siheng clearly couldn't wait that long.

He braced himself on the podium, trying to suppress the excruciating pain that felt like his internal organs were being torn apart.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

"Master Bo?!"

Exclamations immediately erupted from the press conference audience.

Yu Cheng hurriedly took a step forward and ran onto the stage to help Bo Siheng.

He was nearly unconscious at this point.

"Where are the bodyguards? Quickly, get Master Bo to the hospital!"

Yu Cheng didn't care about anything else and hurriedly shouted for someone to come over.

Upon hearing the commotion, the bodyguards arrived and orderly separated Mr. Bo from the others present.

They rushed him to the hospital as quickly as possible.

"What's wrong with Master Bo? Why did he suddenly vomit blood? We heard he was seriously ill before, and we thought it was just a rumor spread by those rivals with ill intentions, but now it seems there's no smoke without fire!"

"I thought Mr. Bo was fine before, so I thought he had recovered. I didn't expect he was just putting on a brave face!"

The reporters discussed the story animatedly, none of them wanting to miss this explosive news.

Soon, all the previous news about Bo Xilai's serious illness was brought up again.

For a time, the public was paying close attention.

When He Yan and Lu Yanzhe arrived at the Bo family hospital, they saw the bright red light in the operating room.

"Is Bo Siheng inside?"

She rushed in without waiting for a reply after asking the question.

Yu Cheng was standing at the door, completely at a loss, and seeing the lady was like seeing a savior.

"Madam, you've finally arrived!"