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"This is too much of a coincidence. Could it be that He Yan knows the hacker Ace?"

Jiang Lu never expected that his investigation into Ace would drag He Yan into it.

This was a situation he never imagined would happen.

He felt a little embarrassed.

"Si Heng, I'm just wondering, I didn't mean to sow discord between you two."

It's too far-fetched to say, it might just be an accident.

He never even considered that He Yan would be a hacker.

"Why don't you go back and ask her? If she really knows Ace, it would only be a good thing for us."

Bo Siheng lowered his eyes and looked at He Yan in the surveillance footage, his expression inscrutable.

He knew that He Yan was hiding something from him.

Often, she doesn't act like she knows nothing.

"Yes, I know what to do."

After hanging up the phone, Bo Siheng carefully looked at the several dashcam photos sent by Lawyer Jiang.

Aside from one clear photo of He Yan's face, the other two are blurry due to the distance, so only a side profile of the man suspected to be the hacker Ace is visible.

"This face... I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

Bo Siheng recalled seeing He Yan walk past him when he was pursuing Ace.

There was a man in her car at that time.

Now, comparing them, the two look very similar.

And what happened today was also very strange.

His car clearly received a system malfunction notification that a specific key was required to restart, but before he could even rush over to tell He Yan, he discovered that the car's system had been restored.

Anyone capable of doing this must be a very skilled hacker.

Could it be... that He Yan really knows him?

Thinking of this, Bo Siheng felt a pang of sadness in his heart, realizing that he still knew too little about He Yan.

He didn't even know who was in her circle of friends.

At this time, He Yiyi finished her examination.

She was pushed out in a wheelchair, her face still pale with fright, her lips bloodless.

Upon seeing Bo Siheng, she immediately and discreetly complained.

"Mr. Bo, thank you for bringing me to the hospital."

Her face was full of grievances, and she was deliberately trying to play the victim, making her look pitiful.

“I’ve been working on developing new drugs at the pharmaceutical factory these past few days, staying up very late every day. I just wanted to do my job well, but I don’t know if that’s why my sister is angry. She even bumped into me today.”

He Yiyi had just touched up her makeup inside to make herself look even weaker.

She thought that this would make Master Bo dislike He Yan.

He would blame He Yan for her injury.

When Bo Siheng heard her say that, he frowned instead.

"No one is at fault today. My car had a system malfunction, which is why we almost crashed. My wife was in the right lane; you just didn't react in time."

He didn't mean to blame He Yiyi, but he felt that He Yan shouldn't take the blame.

She must have been scared today too, but she's stronger than He Yiyi.

"Your driving skills aren't good, you can practice more. You might not be so lucky next time."

Bo Siheng gave her this advice very sincerely.

Today, He Yan calmly and skillfully took control of the situation.

If it were someone else, He Yiyi might have been more than just frightened.

"..."

He Yiyi listened, feeling incredibly embarrassed as she dug out the three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

What does "there will be a next time" mean?

Is Mr. Bo hoping something bad will happen to her?

It was clearly He Yan's fault, but Master Bo still tried to excuse her.

But then, He Yiyi calmed down.

Since He Yan wasn't here, she could openly spend time alone with Master Bo.

She always made him see her good qualities.

“Mr. Bo, I know you and my sister are husband and wife. I won’t pursue this matter. After all, nothing happened to me. I will reflect on my actions and be more careful next time.”

He Yiyi thought her magnanimous words would gain Bo Ye's approval.

She also needs to maintain her image as a medical genius.

"Are you still taking your medication? I see that you are feeling better, so it seems the medication is working."

"Thank you for your concern, I am feeling a bit better."

Bo Siheng was initially somewhat dissatisfied with He Yiyi's words.

But when she mentioned the medicine, my attention was diverted.

In the past two days, he has clearly felt less cold, his body is no longer easily tired, and he feels much more relaxed than before.

Could it really be because of He Yiyi's medicine?

Why is it only taking effect now after taking it for so long?

This made Bo Siheng a little suspicious.

"As long as it is effective for your condition, my research day and night will not have been in vain."

He Yiyi never expected that the man who was rumored to have a terminal illness, Mr. Bo, would actually improve after taking the medicine she gave him.

With such a great achievement, how could she not seize the opportunity!

"Don't worry, I will definitely cure you. The He family is already researching Doctor Feng's prescription. Although I am not capable enough yet, I will definitely try my best!"

He Yiyi once again embellished her image as a doctor.

She wanted to show Mr. Bo how good she was.

Okay, I'll look forward to it.

Bo Siheng did not doubt this point, because the He family's prescription was indeed genuine.

He Zhengyuan personally showed him the prescription, which is why he invested.

He had seen He Yan's efforts and knew that they would definitely be able to turn the tables this time and outdo the Jin family at the next new drug launch conference.

"Yes, I will definitely bring you good news when the time comes, Mr. Bo!"

He Yiyi felt that they had a very pleasant conversation.

Because even Mr. Bo has come to approve of her.

She knew that the more Mr. Bo understood her, the more attracted he would be to her.

What is He Yan? As long as she keeps this secret and becomes Master Bo's white moonlight, she won't lose.

Just then, He Yiyi caught a glimpse of He Yan about to come in.

She immediately pretended to want a drink of water, struggling to stand up from her wheelchair to get some.

She had only taken two steps when her legs went weak and she almost fell.

He Yiyi calculated the position; she was going to fall onto Master Bo.

She was secretly delighted, determined to make sure He Yan saw her intimate contact with Master Bo.

A look of surprise flashed across Bo Siheng's eyes. He immediately frowned and took a step back. His germaphobia made him dislike being touched, so it was an instinctive reaction to dodge.

There was already a considerable distance between the two.

But when he came to his senses, he still reached out to help.

"Be careful."

This reflects his inherent upbringing and politeness, as well as his rare tolerance towards his savior.

Suddenly, He Yan walked in.

Her gaze fell on Bo Siheng supporting He Yiyi's hand.

Bo Siheng had his back to He Yan and didn't notice her coming in immediately.

But the moment He Yiyi lowered her head, the corners of her mouth curled up.

"Thank you, Mr. Bo... Oh, sister, you're here!"

He Yan had a visual error from the direction she came in, and thought that Bo Siheng and He Yiyi were very close.

This made her very unhappy.

Upon hearing He Yiyi's words, Bo Siheng immediately released his grip as if he had been electrocuted.

He turned around and saw He Yan standing expressionlessly at the door.

At that moment, he felt flustered, as if he had done something wrong.

"Sister, please don't misunderstand. I suddenly felt dizzy and almost fell over, so Mr. Bo helped me up."

He Yiyi immediately offered a kind explanation, but her smile carried a hint of smugness.

She was trying to sow discord between the two of them.

"I have no misunderstanding."

He Yan's smile was calm, because she hadn't caught the mysterious person, and He Yiyi's sudden appearance had disrupted her pursuit.

Her gaze carried an unspoken question.

She will definitely find out what He Yiyi is hiding.

When Bo Siheng saw He Yan's gaze, he wanted to explain but felt it was unnecessary.

But he felt like he was being soaked in vinegar, unbearably sour.

Does He Yan not misunderstand him? Does she believe him or does she not care?

he does not know.

But clearly, he cared.