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

He Yan was slightly taken aback, her gaze, which was about to look down, was abruptly stopped.

At such close proximity, both of their hearts were racing.

Her breathing became erratic.

Bo Siheng was actually more nervous; his tense body reflected his true thoughts.

"Sorry, I need to re-tie it."

He was a little embarrassed, and the slight hoarseness in his voice carried a certain meaning.

"It's okay, take your time."

He Yan turned her face to the side, her ears turning slightly red.

She didn't respond because she didn't know what to say.

She could control herself from looking, but she couldn't control herself from thinking about it.

That night in the car, although she was the one who initiated the encounter, she had no experience whatsoever and was entirely influenced by the drugs.

Now that she's married to Bo Siheng, their marriage is both in name and in reality.

Bo Siheng's eyes were dark as he suppressed the pounding in his heart and wrapped the towel around himself again.

For a fleeting moment, he seemed to have developed inappropriate thoughts about He Yan.

But then he poured cold water on himself.

He's dying; he can't be a burden to her.

"I'm going back to my study. You should get some rest."

Bo Siheng's eyes darted away, but he couldn't suppress the burning redness in his ear tips.

He held the kitten brooch in his hand and took it away.

It's also something he wants to protect and cherish.

He Yan breathed a long sigh of relief when she heard the door close.

She touched her face; it was still a little hot.

However, she refused to acknowledge the strange feelings that were growing in her heart and even came up with a reasonable explanation for herself.

"I'm just angry, that's all, I'm just angry."

He Yan frowned, looking somewhat annoyed.

It was all because Zhong Wenqian gave her random medications that she lost control.

That must be it!

To ease her emotions, He Yan removed Old Zhong from her blacklist and sent him a message to complain.

Old man, your son is really stupid; he's always up to no good!

After sending the message, I blocked them again.

the other side.

When Zhong Changfeng received the news, he almost fell off his chair.

He glared at Zhong Wenqian and rushed to his room, grabbing his ear and forcing him to look at the messages on his phone.

"Did you do something bad again? She's angry again!"

"My God, what are you doing? I'm in a meeting with the staff!"

Zhong Wenqian was in great pain and looked completely bewildered.

What did he do? He didn't do anything at all!

This scolding was so unfair!

...

That night.

Bo Siheng lay in bed, unable to sleep again.

Even though he kept clutching the kitten brooch, his body temperature wouldn't come down.

All he could think about was He Yan's face, and the pleasant herbal fragrance emanating from her when they were close.

After that night, he felt increasingly prone to losing control.

"How could I... how could I be such a scumbag?"

Bo Siheng discovered that he was starting to feel a budding attraction to He Yan.

But the thought that it was He Yiyi who was there that night made him feel like he was being torn apart.

"Bo Siheng, you're really delirious from your illness."

Bo Siheng gave a self-deprecating laugh, secretly despising himself.

the next day.

He Yan received an unexpected visiting card.

It turned out to be Ye Qing, the collector I had met at the last charity gala.

She opened it and saw that it was an invitation to Ms. He Yan and her husband, Mr. Bo Siheng.

It seems that Ye Qing was unaware of her own identity and only sent the invitation to the Bo family because of how others addressed her that day.

He Yan walked over and sat down next to Bo Siheng.

"It's an invitation for both of us. Do you want to come with me?"

Bo Siheng glanced at him sideways, then shook his head and refused.

"I do not have time."

Bo Siheng indeed didn't have time to participate, nor did he like to participate in those activities.

Moreover, there are still too many things in the Bo family that he needs to resolve.

"Fine, then I won't go."

He Yan wasn't very interested in that collection appreciation event.

The two ate breakfast together.

He Yan went directly to the He family's pharmaceutical factory to check on the preservation of freeze-dried herbs.

At this moment, Ye Qing, who had not received a reply, actually came to the He family's pharmaceutical factory in person. No matter what, she wanted to invite He Yan to participate in the event she was hosting.

He Huijun suffered a great loss at the charity gala that day.

All the connections she had painstakingly built were destroyed by He Yan.

This made it impossible for her to swallow her anger.

Suddenly, she saw Ye Qing in the reception room.

He Huijun immediately went in, her face plastered with a fawning smile.

"Master Ye, what brings you here?"

"I'm here to see Mrs. Bo, Mrs. Tang, there's no need for such hospitality."

Ye Qing also witnessed He Huijun's bizarre behavior that day. Her expression was indifferent, and she didn't have a good impression of her.

A look of embarrassment flashed across He Huijun's face.

But she knew that Ye Qing and Madam Xiao were friends for many years.

"What happened that day was all a misunderstanding. I want to apologize to Madam Xiao. Could you please help me make a connection? I will never forget your great kindness."

Ye Qing waited here for a long time, but He Yan never showed up.

She didn't want to give up, so since He Huijun needed her help, she made her request.

“Sure, if Mrs. Tang can help me invite Mrs. Bo, I can pass on a message for you.”

“That’s easy. Please wait a moment, I’ll call He Yan out right away.”

He Huijun's eyes lit up, thinking it was just a small matter.

She refused to believe that He Yan could refuse.

But as it turns out, she was overthinking it.

He Yan, who was inspecting the pharmacy, refused immediately after hearing He Huijun's words.

"I have neither the time nor the interest."

"He Yan, who is Ye Qing? He personally came to invite you to the banquet, and you're still putting on airs?"

He Huijun was very angry, and even angrier that she couldn't get her to come.

He Yan put down the medicinal herbs in her hand and stood still, looking at He Huijun with a cold expression.

"Do I have to agree?"

She didn't expect that He Huijun still couldn't accept reality.

Since that's the case, she doesn't mind putting on airs.

"If you can apologize to me for what you did before, I can reluctantly agree."

He Yan felt that He Huijun's arrogance should be curbed.

Otherwise, she'll keep making things difficult for herself.

"you!"

He Huijun was indeed easily provoked; she glared at him, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse.

But then she suddenly remembered that her daughter had been forced to go abroad, and her words at the pharmaceutical factory were no longer as effective.

A chill immediately ran down her spine.

No, she couldn't afford to provoke this jinx at this time.

"He Yan, I was wrong before. Please forgive me for the sake of our family relationship."

He Huijun was extremely unwilling, but she could only lower her head.

However, because she outwardly agreed but inwardly disagreed, the emotions she tried so hard to suppress only became more distorted.

Just then, He Zhengyuan and He Yiyi happened to pass by.

Everyone was incredibly surprised to see He Huijun apologize to He Yan.

"My sister went too far. Aunt is, after all, an elder."

She still wanted to pretend to be a good person so that her father could see the hypocrisy behind He Yan's back.

He Zhengyuan, however, felt that He Huijun had done something wrong.

He wouldn't show favoritism just because she's his sister.

"Your aunt's mouth is just too sharp and easily offends people. It's not wrong for Xiaoyan to want fairness after being wronged."

He Yiyi didn't say anything more, but she felt jealous.

As expected, Dad has started to side with He Yan!

He Yan, seeing He Huijun lower her head, smiled.

"Okay, I agree to participate."

She doesn't say she forgives her because she doesn't believe she will change.

But it doesn't matter, she'll give her a chance and see how she performs.

He Yiyi was furious.

I never expected them to be so useless, so easily intimidated by He Yan.

She found the information about the collection appreciation event online and saw that all the invitees were industry bigwigs. If she could go there and make an appearance, it would only benefit her reputation.

However, you need a recommendation to get in; otherwise, you simply cannot get in.

He Yiyi was unwilling to let He Yan steal the spotlight.

She immediately contacted Mr. Bo and told him about the tasting event.

"Mr. Bo, I'd also like to learn from him. Could you be my recommender?"