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After watching He Yiyi's Sichuan opera face-changing performance, He Yan lost interest in staying any longer.

After all, she had already achieved her goal.

It won't be so easy for He Yiyi to use Tang Xiaoyue again in the future.

"Cousin, remember what I said."

She turned around and gave him a flamboyant smile.

Tang Xiaoyue was holding a large pile of clothes and bags in her arms, nodding her head like a pestle being pounded.

They've already divided everything up.

He Yan ignored He Yiyi and turned to leave.

Just then, C's store manager arrived again, perfectly timed.

She rarely gets to meet SVIP customers, so she makes sure to keep them to generate some sales.

"Miss, since you're here, why don't you come in and rest for a bit, or take a look at our new products?"

He Yan looked up at the shop and nodded in agreement.

"Row."

The store manager happily welcomed He Yan into the store, not daring to neglect her at all.

After drinking her tea, He Yan took a liking to a gemstone brooch shaped like a kitten on the display case.

Cat lovers are instinctively drawn to it.

"I'll take that one."

Back at the Bo family home.

As soon as He Yan entered the bedroom, she ran into Bo Siheng, who was coming out of the bathroom.

She immediately stopped in her tracks, her eyes widening in surprise.

Why are you back so early?

Bo Siheng had just finished showering and was only wearing a towel around his waist.

Originally, the skin affected by the cold poison was an abnormal bluish-gray color. After two treatments and baths, it has improved significantly, although it still has a slightly sickly pale appearance.

He was holding a towel and was drying his hair.

When he saw He Yan come in, he was stunned for a moment.

His hair was still wet, and water droplets dripped down, running right down his muscular chest.

Bathed in warm light, it inexplicably gained a touch of romance.

Fearing she might misunderstand, Bo Siheng hurriedly explained.

"There's no bathroom in the study, so I thought I'd shower in the bedroom."

He didn't expect He Yan to see it, and he felt a little embarrassed.

He Yan stared at it unconsciously for a moment.

Eight pieces?

Even though he was ill, the smooth lines of his muscles exuded an undeniable sense of power and tension.

Is this picture of a handsome man emerging from the bath something she can look at?

He Yan was momentarily distracted and quickly regained her composure.

so close!

I was almost fooled by him.

"It's okay, this is your room anyway, you don't need to explain to me."

She looked at Bo Siheng and could only pretend to be indifferent.

For some reason, I suddenly remembered the first time the two of us were in the car.

The rumors circulating outside are quite harmful.

What are you holding in your hand?

Bo Siheng felt that since He Yan didn't care, he didn't need to think about it too much.

Anyway, they're husband and wife now.

"Oh, you mean this? I just happened to see it and bought it."

He Yan was very happy when she talked about the kitten brooch, and her eyes became more charming.

Bo Siheng walked over and, seeing He Yan's expression, was also curious about what kind of little gadget she liked.

"Can you show it to me?"

He took the box from He Yan and opened it to find a diamond brooch.

The design depicts a kitten curled up asleep, with its tail curled upwards as a deliberate highlight.

Not to mention He Yan, Bo Siheng also thought she liked it quite a bit.

"Is this for me?"

As soon as Xu Yin finished speaking, He Yan snatched it back with a wary expression.

That was her favorite kitten.

"No, I won't give it to you!"

"This brooch is for men, not for me. So who would you like to give it to?"

Bo Siheng suddenly chuckled. Seeing how protective He Yan was, anyone who didn't know better would think that he had touched her heart.

A thought flickered in his mind, and suddenly he wanted it even more.

"I love so much."

"...Alright, then I'll give it to you."

He Yan frowned, her face showing a pained expression, clearly indicating she was truly reluctant to part with it.

She didn't know it was a men's item when she bought it!

Even if she knew, she would still buy it.

It's just that he got off easy.

"Then I'll accept it. Thank you for the gift, Mrs. Bo."

Holding the kitten brooch, Bo Siheng felt even happier.

Although it had a hint of coercion, it was the first gift He Yan had given him, and he would cherish it dearly.

He was already planning in his mind what occasion he should wear it next.

At this moment, He Yan did not realize that the distance between the two of them had become very close.

She was so close that when she looked up, she saw Bo Siheng's chest.

"you……"

Bo Siheng then realized that He Yan had been staring at him the whole time.

He belatedly felt embarrassed.

"I'm going to change clothes first."

"Wait, let me see again!"

He Yan was stunned for a moment when she realized that Bo Siheng was actually trying to run away in embarrassment.

She immediately reached out to pull him, wanting to see his condition clearly, because she saw that several acupoints on Bo Siheng's chest were turning red, and it was an abnormal red.

"What...what are you doing?"

Bo Siheng was startled and let out a gasp.

He thought He Yan had suddenly gone berserk and was going to force herself on him.

Before his mind could even process it, he grabbed He Yan's hand and, using his height and strength advantage, pushed her, trapping her between himself and the wall.

The distance between the two instantly became zero.

The posture was so intimate that even He Yan was stunned.

She stared wide-eyed, able to feel the body heat emanating from Bo Siheng.

piping hot.

Her ears turned red from the heat.

Bo Siheng's chest heaved violently, and his breathing was very unsteady.

"Mrs. Bo, I only accepted a gift from you, why do you think you can do whatever you want to me?"

"No, I just wanted to see..."

He Yan was speechless. Did she seem like the kind of person who would be attracted to a pretty face?

However, Bo Siheng does have a great figure, and most people would definitely be unable to resist being attracted to him.

It's not surprising that beauty can lead people astray.

No! Her focus was clearly on the red mark on his body.

"Want to see my body? Fine, I've accepted the gift, but I have to return the favor."

Bo Siheng seemed to suddenly realize the truth and came to a conclusion.

He hid on their wedding night because he was wary of her at that time.

But now, he feels there's nothing wrong with being open and honest.

"Yes, you should return the favor."

He Yan nodded in agreement with a serious expression.

She wasn't coy at all; she looked up at him with a deliberately ambiguous smile, flirting enthusiastically.

"Then Mrs. Bo, please feel free to look."

Bo Siheng looked down at her, his smile like an invitation.

He even took He Yan's hand and pressed it against his own.

“Mr. Bo, since you are so generous, then I won’t stand on ceremony.”

He Yan used both hands to touch the red marks on his body with her fingertips, confirming that they were on the main meridians for treating dampness and cold, and that there was a faint medicinal smell there.

She frowned and immediately realized the problem.

"The herbal ratio and dosage of this acupoint patch are incorrect, which can easily cause allergies. Don't use it in the future."

He Yan immediately recognized it as a medicinal patch for treating dampness and cold.

She felt that this was another one of Zhong Wenqian's doing.

However, due to drug incompatibility, this medicated patch conflicts with her medication and has no effect.

On the contrary, this will not be good for his health in the long run.

"Okay, thank you for the reminder, Mrs. Bo."

Bo Siheng then realized that when He Yan said she wanted to see him, she really only wanted to see him.

He was actually a little disappointed?

However, he will definitely believe her.

"Alright, Mr. Bo, I've finished reading. You can let me go now."

He Yan spread her hands in front of her, immediately keeping her distance, her eyes full of mockery as she looked at him.

Bo Siheng paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly.

He took a step back and turned to leave.

Suddenly, he turned around and placed one hand on He Yan's ear, bringing the two close together again.

He Yan was startled, thinking he was unwell.

She subconsciously scanned his entire body with her eyes.

Bo Siheng immediately leaned closer, his voice slightly hoarse as he whispered in her ear.

"Mrs. Bo, my bath towel looks like it's about to fall off."