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It felt like a long time had passed, but it had only been a few minutes.

The time seemed to stretch on endlessly once the lights were off.

Bo Siheng was consciously trying to ignore the strange feeling in his heart, but with He Yan by his side, he felt completely out of control, and his heartbeat just wouldn't calm down.

He Yan was actually a little uncomfortable because tonight's situation was different from before.

I said it was okay, but I was actually a little nervous inside.

She was surprised to hear Bo Siheng's deliberately lowered breathing.

"Can't you sleep? Would you like some calming incense?"

"No, I'm thinking about something."

Bo Siheng couldn't see He Yan's expression, but he could sense that she was watching him.

He was constantly on edge and dared not let her see it.

The two slept in the same bed, just like a real married couple.

"If you're tired, you should get some rest."

Bo Siheng dared not let his mind wander any further, for fear of being discovered.

In this way, the obsession he hides in his heart will become a secret he cannot explain away.

"it is good."

He Yan turned her back, trying to shrink herself as small as possible.

Even though Bo Siheng had placed two pillows behind her.

At this moment, the two were nervous about each other, feeling that their interactions were completely different from before.

It is without realizing it that one calmly accepts the other person entering one's world.

In the latter half of the night, Bo Siheng was already fast asleep.

He Yan suddenly sat up.

She had always felt that Bo Siheng was acting very strangely lately; his attitude and expression seemed to be hiding something.

He just didn't like to talk about it, and she didn't want to ask him directly.

Actually, sleeping together made her treatment more convenient.

"I never imagined that repaying a debt of gratitude would be so difficult."

He Yan secretly lay down on the pillow to take Bo Siheng's pulse and examine him.

Because it was dark and she couldn't see anything, she reached out and touched his chest and abdominal muscles.

Wow, it feels so good.

Who doesn't like a handsome guy with a great physique and eight-pack abs?

"Ahem... He Yan, don't do anything reckless."

He Yan secretly warned herself that she was there to repay a debt of gratitude, not to take advantage of him. She should restrain herself from touching him, otherwise she would have a hard time explaining herself if he found out.

Even though that's what she thought, she didn't pull her hand back.

I couldn't resist and touched it as much as I wanted.

Giving him free treatment for such a difficult illness, charging a little interest isn't unreasonable, is it?

Bo Siheng, fast asleep, had no idea that He Yan had taken liberties with him.

It was just his usual vigilance.

Even when I'm asleep, I'm still tense and don't relax.

the next morning.

The two got up and washed up like any other couple.

The walk-in closet occupies half the size of the bedroom, and there's plenty of room for both of their clothes.

He Yan noticed that Bo Siheng was wearing a suit, which made him look even better.

"How about wearing this tie?"

She pulled a dark gray tie with white dots from the drawer. He was wearing a white shirt and a black suit, which normally made him look cold and aloof, but now it softened his appearance.

"Thank you, you have excellent taste."

Bo Siheng's eyes were full of smiles, as if he felt a sense of warmth.

He put the kitten brooch back on.

It's a subtle hint, like a sign that she's married.

During breakfast, Bo Siheng wanted to chat with He Yan more and learn more about her.

"What has the He family pharmaceutical factory been busy with lately? You look so tired every day."

As the largest investor, his concern is perfectly normal.

In fact, Bo Siheng hoped that He Yan would not exclude him. He wanted He Yan to rely on him occasionally, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously.

They dared not reveal their feelings too much.

Because of their contract, he could only use this excuse to conceal his true feelings.

“If you encounter any problems that you can’t solve, you can come to me anytime. This is a perk of Mrs. Bo.”

Bo Siheng knew that his grandmother had given 20% of the shares to He Yan.

He thought this was a good thing, as it would give her a voice in the He family.

Unexpectedly, this has made her so busy.

"Actually, I discovered that there was a mole inside the He family's pharmaceutical factory, so I was investigating in secret."

He Yan didn't want to hide it from him, because the Bo family had invested in it after all.

If there's something that can't be resolved, maybe Bo Siheng can help.

Are you alone? Will you be in danger?

Bo Siheng frowned after hearing this.

Thinking about the day He Yan had her car accident still makes me feel scared.

"No, I have friends with me."

He Yan kept her head down and ate her breakfast, unaware of the strangeness in Bo Siheng's words.

Bo Siheng felt slightly relieved. He didn't want to ask, but a thought crossed his mind and he couldn't help himself.

"Is your friend male or female?"

"Why would you ask that? Of course, I have both men and women among my friends."

He Yan couldn't help but chuckle as she looked at Bo Siheng.

Is he bothered by this?

"No, I was just checking in."

Bo Siheng smirked and immediately stopped the conversation, not daring to let He Yan discover how much he cared.

Although he cared a lot, and although he was He Yan's husband in name, the two had agreed not to interfere with each other's relationship, so he had no reason to ask questions.

"Mrs. Bo can rely on me if she needs anything, so that I, as her husband, can be of some use."

He dared not imagine that He Yan and that man from last time might have a more than just ordinary relationship.

I was a little scared, so I chose to avoid the problem.

"Okay, I will."

He Yan nodded and continued eating her breakfast.

Upon arriving at the pharmaceutical factory, He Yan encountered an unexpected person.

Zhang Quan, he actually dared to come back.

"Manager He, these are the medicinal materials our pharmaceutical research department applied for this morning. Please take a look and sign them if there are no problems. I'm waiting to go back and report."

Upon seeing He Yan enter, Zhang Quan immediately stepped forward.

He did this to clear himself of suspicion.

The day before yesterday, he received a call to deliver samples, but unexpectedly discovered he was being followed on the way.

Later, he was drugged and rendered unconscious by a woman wearing a mask.

Fortunately, the organization came to their rescue. Because Mr. Yao suspected that someone from the He family was investigating them, he had to return to his post to ensure that he would not be exposed.

"Here are the losses from the medicinal materials we used last time. Please take a look so we don't complain about discrepancies later."

Zhang Quan didn't take He Yan seriously at all, acting completely self-righteous.

In fact, aside from a few people who were impressed by He Yan's abilities...

More people like him believe that a fake heiress is worse than a real one.

"Okay, I'll check it and reply to you in the group later."

He Yan took the prescription from his hand and went into the pharmacy.

She knew that Zhang Quan had a strong mentality; he could remain calm even after being discovered, which was remarkable.

This also shows that the power behind him should not be underestimated.

At this point, she won't expose him; she wants to use Zhang Quan to investigate the person behind him.

She stared at Zhang Quan's arrogant back, her eyes darkening slightly.

“If I find out that you are related to Master’s death, I will not let any of you go.”

He Yan returned to the pharmacy and resumed her normal work.

She knew that the person behind the scenes was definitely investigating her as well.

If they want to resolve their own issues, they will surely take action again soon.

He Yan then took a document and left, heading towards the emergency staircase.

She hacked into the surveillance footage and quickly found Zhang Quan on the phone. Zooming in, she could hear the sound even though she couldn't see his phone screen.

"Okay, I'll be right over."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Quan looked around again, a typical sign of wariness.

He Yan's heart stirred slightly, and she saw He Yiyi's figure appear in another surveillance video.

Judging from the direction they were heading, they were going to the same place.

"Could Zhang Quan's contact really be He Yiyi?"