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"Auntie, do you know what I want to do?"

He Yiyi stared at He Huijun and found that she was much smarter than before.

But this kind of intelligence is not what she needs.

She only needed He Huijun to continue being her pawn to deal with He Yan, and even if everything was exposed, it wouldn't implicate her.

"Master Bo originally intended to marry you, but He Yan intercepted him. Isn't this perfect opportunity?"

He Huijun just couldn't stand seeing He Yan living such a good life.

It doesn't matter who Bo Siheng is with, as long as it's not He Yan.

"What do you want to do with He Yan?"

“It’s not He Yan, it’s my eldest brother, Aunt. Although my eldest brother has rebelled against the He family and left because of a woman, my parents will never give up on him. He will always be the son of the He family.”

He Yiyi narrowed her eyes, her gaze filled with undisguised malice.

At this point, there was no need for her to hold back; holding back too much would only give He Yan an opportunity.

So, without further ado, let's cut off one of her arms first.

If you don't want to come back, then don't ever come back.

"My elder brother is only biased towards He Yan now, so there's no guarantee that He Yan won't help him win back everything."

"Even so, everything the He family has is still not enough to go around."

He Huijun's eyes lit up; how come she hadn't thought of this?

Since He Yunyi has left the He family, his share must be extra. As long as they prevent He Yunyi from returning for some reason, that share will fall on their shoulders.

"Yiyi, what do you think we should do?"

"Of course it should be like this..."

He Yiyi leaned closer to He Huijun and told her about her plan.

The calculation in her eyes was crystal clear.

……

In the evening, He Yan returned to her room after dinner.

Just as I finished changing my clothes, Bo Siheng made a video call.

"Xiaoyan, what are you doing?"

On the other end of the video, Bo Siheng had obviously just come out of the shower. Water droplets were still dripping from his forehead, flowing down to his chest with gravity and finally disappearing at the bottom of the screen.

He Yan placed her phone upright on the dressing table while hanging up clothes.

I turned around and just happened to see this scene.

She immediately leaned closer, raising her eyebrows with a mocking expression.

“Bo Siheng, you’re in the Bo family, and I’m in the He family. We’re so far apart, you can’t tempt me.”

Although that's what she said, her gaze wasn't innocent.

Bo Siheng smiled, even though they had just seen each other two days ago, he still missed her terribly.

He even experienced withdrawal symptoms.

I had a sleepless night, and all I could think about in my dreams was her.

"Then all my efforts were wasted? But I miss you, I just want to hold you and never let go."

"Just think about it, Mr. Bo. You're my soon-to-be ex-husband now, and so many people outside know you're divorced. There are bound to be people who want to take advantage of this opportunity to get close to you and pluck this high-and-mighty flower from the mountaintop."

He Yan moved her phone aside and began to sit down at her vanity to do her skincare routine.

"They wouldn't dare, and I won't give anyone else the chance."

Bo Siheng's eyes were filled with a helpless yet doting expression.

He knew He Yan was the best, and he would never fall in love with anyone else but her.

Not to mention that their divorce was a sham.

"Xiao Yan, haven't you thought about me at all?"

The arrogant and domineering Mr. Bo began to put on a show of changing his attitude in front of his wife again.

Even through the screen, He Yan could feel his sorrow.

She couldn't help but chuckle.

"Maybe... I'm not sure."

He Yan lied; she did it on purpose, wanting to see Bo Siheng's shocked and anxious expression.

But this time, he didn't do as He Yan expected.

"Okay, I understand. You miss me."

"Bo Siheng, why are you acting like a scoundrel? When did I ever say that?"

He Yan turned around in surprise and met his gentle eyes.

Bo Siheng smiled helplessly, his heart aching with longing for her, wishing he could be by He Yan's side right now.

He even gave a very serious explanation.

"You said it yourself, and when I went along with you, you denied it. If you turn it around, doesn't that mean it is true?"

He Yan couldn't help but chuckle, but her heart felt like it had been scraped by a feather.

It created ripples that spread in circles.

This is probably the best way to express emotions.

A single glance, a single smile, is enough to convey everything.

“While I’m not home, have you been taking your medicine properly? Although the treatment process is painful, you must persevere, and this news must be kept secret so that no one can know.”

He Yan had told Bo Siheng that she wanted to trick He Yiyi.

So now the internet is flooded with news about He Yiyi curing Bo Siheng.

The higher you elevate her, the harder she will fall.

Li Guanghui must regret doing this.

"For you, for our future, I will definitely persevere."

Bo Siheng never imagined he would recover completely; it was an extra blessing for him.

And all of this was given to me by He Yan.

It was also the most precious encounter of his life.

"How about you? Are you feeling unwell anywhere? How's the baby?"

"It's fine, I haven't had any morning sickness."

He Yan subconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

It's probably because of Bo Siheng's good genes that his children are so well-behaved.

Aside from having a larger appetite and sometimes getting tired easily, she is otherwise unaffected.

Both of them are busy with their own things now, but also for each other's sake.

Only by eliminating all threats can we have a stable future.

“I eat and sleep well at the He family’s house. I’m so happy with the care and attention from my relatives that I don’t want to go back home.”

"It's alright. If you've gone too far with your wife, then I'll come find you. Anyway, I haven't officially met and had a meal with my parents-in-law yet, so there will be many opportunities in the future."

Bo Siheng's face was full of doting affection, and he was not provoked by He Yan's words at all.

Relationships that are separated by distance are often more vibrant.

"Then you can come, anyway, He Yiyi is here."

He Yan seemed to know what Bo Siheng was afraid of, after all, He Yiyi loved to cause trouble for no reason.

Her eagerness to get close to Bo Siheng was all too obvious.

I don't know how long He Yiyi thought about it.

"Xiao Yan, you really are..."

Bo Siheng smiled helplessly, but he had only just realized how different He Yiyi was from her outward appearance.

Judging from the fact that she could use the jade pendant to demand a divorce, she is not a simple person.

Fortunately, he no longer has to be bothered by her.

After exchanging the jade pendant, the two had no further connection.

He Yan finished applying her skincare product and was about to go to bed when her phone suddenly popped up with a call from He Yunyi.

She frowned, intending to hang up immediately, but accidentally pressed the answer button.

"Xiaoyan, come quick... I feel like something's wrong."

He Yunyi's voice was anxious, clearly indicating that something had happened.

The phone call was also intermittent due to signal issues.

"He Yiyi said she wanted to talk to me at...the hotel, but Miss Shu is here too, I..."

A panicked female voice came from the other end of the phone.

He Yan listened to the gist of the story and suddenly realized what was going on.

Could it be that He Yiyi is planning to take a risky approach and lock He Yunyi and Shu Peilan up together?

Did they drug them again to create public opinion and fabricate a narrative?

She really is incorrigible!

"He Yunyi, you better hold the line, I'm coming right away."

Bo Siheng also heard the phone call.

His expression also became serious.

"Xiaoyan, do you need me to come with you?"