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"That's not it, what is it then?"

Madam Bo was a little angry, but even more worried. She believed that only by getting the two of them to have a child as soon as possible could she stabilize public sentiment.

The Bo family's situation can't wait any longer.

"Grandma has told you many times that Xiaoyan is a good child, and you should be more proactive."

"Are you telling me now that you went to the study on your own?"

He Yan pursed her lips, almost bursting out laughing.

She felt that Bo Siheng was both pitiful and funny.

She wasn't prepared for today's situation, and now everything depends on how Bo Siheng explains it.

Bo Siheng sighed, his eyes filled with helplessness.

"Grandma, you've come at the right time. I really need to make this clear."

He Yan, standing to the side, also became nervous.

Is he going to reveal the sham marriage to Grandma Bo?

"Actually, I made Xiaoyan angry before. These past few days, she has made me sleep in the study and reflect on my mistakes. Otherwise, I cannot go back to the bedroom."

Bo Siheng was talking nonsense with a straight face.

He looked at He Yan, recalling the unease he felt without her by his side.

"What did you do to make Xiaoyan angry?"

Madam Bo frowned, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

What she was curious about was her grandson's personality; it was rare for him to take the initiative to be submissive to a girl.

"Because we are newly married, there are many things we need to work out. I don't know how to be a good husband, so her anger must be my fault."

Bo Siheng looked at He Yan with a serious expression.

"Mrs. Bo, can you forgive me? It's really hard to sleep in the study."

However, he had ulterior motives; half of it was an act for his grandmother, and the other half was what he truly felt.

He Yan looked back at him, her eyes showing surprise.

However, the two had a tacit understanding, and she immediately knew how to cooperate.

"Knowing the study wasn't a good place to sleep, you shouldn't have bothered me in the first place. Now you realize you were wrong?"

He Yan was putting on an act, crossing her arms and turning her body away to ignore him.

It would be abnormal for them to be so sweet and loving right in front of Grandma Bo, since they were strangers who had just gotten married. So, they need to have some friction from time to time to make it feel real.

She was secretly laughing to herself, thinking he was quite the actor.

She just felt a little guilty.

Is it a bit unethical for two people to conspire to cheat an old lady?

"Don't think that just because Grandma is here, I have to forgive you!"

"Don't be angry. If I did something wrong, you can tell Grandma. Just don't give me the silent treatment, okay?"

Bo Siheng also cooperated fully, reaching out to pull He Yan.

The smile in his eyes was ingratiating.

It was because of what happened at the hospital before; he always felt that He Yan was very angry.

Her anger means she cares.

Bo Siheng intentionally broke through the ambiguous relationship between the two.

He can even say sweet nothings that don't cost him anything.

"I've never coaxed a girl before, and I don't know how to coax you. I just know that you're different to me, and you're the most special person to me."

Looking at the two of them like this, Madam Bo's eyes were filled with doubt.

But it's good that the grandson is willing to open up.

"Xiaoyan, if Aheng does something wrong, just tell Grandma, and Grandma will stand up for you."

He Yan turned around and found that Bo Siheng's eyes were very serious.

She inexplicably felt that he was explaining He Yiyi's situation to her.

"Alright, seeing how sincere you are, I'll reluctantly forgive you. Please have Grandma as my witness. If you ever dare to make me angry again, it won't be as simple as sleeping in the study."

He Yan smiled, her eyes carrying a hint of arrogance.

"You two really made up? Grandma still doesn't believe it."

Madam Bo's eyes were full of smiles.

She also wanted her grandson to be more proactive.

It's best to show it through actions.

"How about you two give each other a kiss?"

Bo Siheng and He Yan exchanged a glance, their smiles tinged with helplessness.

It seems the old lady is quite shrewd; she won't be so easily appeased this time.

He Yan thought so too.

However, considering how hard Bo Siheng worked just now,

She reluctantly took the initiative this time.

While Bo Siheng hesitated, He Yan took the initiative to tiptoe and gently peck him on the corner of his lips.

"Grandma, I'm really not angry anymore, we've made up."

Bo Siheng was completely stunned.

He looked at He Yan, his mind completely blank.

It was a feeling I had never experienced before, a soft, warm touch with a tingling, electric sensation.

His face suddenly felt hot; he felt a bit burning up.

Madam Bo watched the interaction between the two with a smile in her eyes.

Her grandson is so innocent.

It really takes a girl like Xiaoyan to save us.

"Alright, alright, it's good that Xiaoyan isn't angry anymore. Ah Heng, you're not allowed to provoke Xiaoyan again, understand?"

Madam Bo deliberately put on a stern face and warned him.

She specifically instructed the housekeeper to make sure to keep an eye on Bo Siheng as he moved back to his bedroom.

Only then did he leave, satisfied.

Bo Siheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He felt a little helpless, but he was also afraid that He Yan would overthink things.

"I only said that to convince Grandma, you're not angry with me, are you?"

"No way, you reacted pretty quickly."

He Yan was unaware of Bo Siheng's hidden thoughts.

She glanced at the butler waiting to the side, then immediately took his hand and led him upstairs.

"Come on, I'll help you move your things."

Once you've agreed, you won't go back on your word.

It wouldn't be good if Grandma Bo found out again.

"The bed in the study is indeed very hard, it must have been difficult for you, but Yu Cheng is really incompetent."

He Yan tried sitting in it for a bit and couldn't help but complain.

However, she still helped Bo Siheng carry his things back to his bedroom.

For her, who also had no romantic experience, her marriage to Bo Siheng was a complete accident.

But she didn't feel awkward at all; on the contrary, she felt very comfortable with him.

"Yes, deduct it from his salary next time."

Bo Siheng didn't actually have anything to take.

After all, this was originally his room, and He Yan hadn't touched many of the things there.

This is also true cohabitation after marriage.

"I'm going to take a shower first. You can put your things wherever you want. I won't take your place."

He Yan grabbed her clothes and went into the bathroom, while Bo Siheng seemed a little lost.

Living together inevitably leads to awkward situations like this.

He didn't know what to do for a moment.

When He Yan came out after taking a shower, she saw Bo Siheng still standing in the same spot.

"Have you finished packing?"

"Okay, I'm going to take a shower now."

Bo Siheng was still at his small desk, not daring to turn around.

Although he wanted to be with He Yan, he actually felt very nervous.

This is an experience I've never had before.

He Yan glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't think much of it. She then sat down on the sofa to dry her hair.

When it was time to sleep, Bo Siheng brought two more pillows from the study.

He was afraid that He Yan would feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. Bo, I didn't realize you were such a pure-hearted warrior."

When He Yan saw it, she thought it was his germaphobia and couldn't help but laugh.

"No, I'm afraid of offending you."

Bo Siheng lay to one side, somewhat afraid to look at He Yan.

His heart was pounding wildly; he had an uncontrollable urge to get closer to her, yet he was afraid of upsetting He Yan.

He said that somewhat deliberately in front of his grandmother just now.

Those words were his true thoughts.

"It's clear that Mr. Bo is a very upright person. Compared to when we first got married, you've definitely become much less wary. Now you're not worried that I'll make a move on you."

He Yan patted her pillow and lay down on the other side.

She never imagined that Bo Siheng would have thoughts that went beyond their contractual relationship.

However, she didn't think too much about it.

"It's getting late, goodnight."

"Good night."

Bo Siheng smelled the familiar scent of herbs, and he knew that his scheme against He Yan was a shameless act.

However, the curve of his lips betrayed him.

I'm in such a great mood!