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"So, have I successfully charmed the lady?"

The smile in Bo Siheng's eyes was a result of his repeated attraction to He Yan through their interactions.

Her eyes were as clear as water, her beauty was natural without makeup, her smile revealed confidence and exuberance, and her personality made people feel comfortable and gave her a unique charm.

All of these left a brilliant, sun-like mark on his guarded heart.

Some feelings sprout without you even realizing it.

Bo Siheng realized that he had feelings for He Yan.

If that's not enough, then do it again.

"A little bit?"

He Yan looked somewhat surprised, but couldn't help but chuckle when she realized what was happening.

She patted Bo Siheng's chest and spoke in a very serious tone.

“Your behavior is commendable, Mr. Bo. You can continue to do so in the future. But you can let go of me now.”

As the atmosphere dissipated, Bo Siheng was still somewhat reluctant to leave.

He can continue to cooperate with He Yan's dress-up games as long as she wants.

"Did Mrs. Bo come here just to flirt with me?"

"Yes, but how did you recognize me?"

After the game ended, He Yan took a step back and removed her hat.

All her previous disguises were very successful; even if someone stood right in front of her, they wouldn't recognize her.

Her long hair was a little messy, so Bo Siheng subconsciously tidied it up for her.

"It's a feeling, and also a habit."

Because she is the most special.

There are some things that Bo Siheng only dares to say in his heart.

Because he was constantly watching her, any subtle discovery confirmed that she was indeed her.

This is something that no one else, not even He Yiyi, can compare to.

When you are clear-headed, everything is easy to discern.

"Really? It seems that spending a lot of time together creates a kind of unspoken understanding."

He Yan smiled, but she had a different thought in her mind.

Fortunately, he was not conscious in the car that night.

She took out the bottle of perfume and handed it to her.

"Actually, I came here to give you this."

The scent of cedar is a cool and detached fragrance, and she felt it suited him perfectly the moment she smelled it.

It's a relaxing feeling that allows you to be in nature.

"perfume?"

Bo Siheng was a little surprised, but he liked all the gifts He Yan gave him.

"Does Mrs. Bo think I smell too strongly of medicine?"

He smiled faintly, though it was meant as a teasing remark.

He Yan was somewhat displeased upon hearing this.

She knew that Bo Siheng had been poisoned for too long and thought he was going to die soon, which was why he had this thought.

Just like when she heard Zhang Qian cursing him to die soon, it made her unhappy.

"Mr. Bo, I gave you this perfume so that you would be even more charming."

He Yan's eyes were filled with determination.

With her around, no one can take Bo Siheng's life.

But he doesn't need to know these things.

"Smell it, doesn't it smell wonderful?"

He Yan smiled and sprayed it directly on Bo Siheng's wrist.

She grabbed his hand and brought it close to her nose to smell it.

The two became more and more natural and familiar with each other.

They don't mind some intimate gestures.

Bo Siheng's eyes widened slightly.

Suddenly, he understood and laughed out loud.

“Then I understand what Mrs. Bo means. In order not to disappoint Mrs. Bo, I will definitely use it every day from now on.”

He'll leave the future to fate; for now, he just wants to cherish the present.

With a slight thought, the hand that He Yan was holding suddenly brushed gently across her face.

This is a gesture of affection.

He Yan was stunned for a moment, and hadn't reacted yet.

"Is there something on my face?"

She wiped herself in the same spot.

Could it be that he was hit by the chemical perfume made by He Huijun at the event?

"It's no longer available."

Bo Siheng's eyes were filled with laughter, and he didn't even blush when he lied.

"I remember this perfume is no longer available. How did you get it?"

"It was given to me by that Master Ye from last time."

He Yan blinked and immediately replied.

Anyway, she knew that Bo Siheng wouldn't go to Ye Qing to verify it.

Bo Siheng couldn't help but chuckle and casually touched her hair, feeling a mix of helplessness and pampering.

He didn't press for details, but he felt more and more that He Yan was very different.

"My wife seems quite mysterious."

"Yes, I'm popular with people."

He Yan, facing Bo Siheng's praise, was also shameless.

The two looked at each other and then burst out laughing at the same time.

There's a tacit understanding where you don't ask me or tell me, but that doesn't affect the trust between us.

Do you have anything else planned for today?

Bo Siheng intentionally wanted He Yan to stay here with him.

It seemed that his worries would disappear whenever she was around.

"I'm off today, but I came here specifically to keep an eye on you and see if you're working diligently."

He Yan originally wanted to see if any other women would appear around him.

But after thinking about it, I changed my mind.

If you say that, it's as if the two are a real married couple and she's checking up on them.

Moreover, this shows a lack of respect for his character.

She believed that Bo Siheng was not that kind of person.

"Okay, feel free to look around. I'll have Yu Cheng get some food."

Bo Siheng sent a message to Yu Cheng, also hoping that no one else would disturb them.

"No, I'll go by myself."

He Yan wasn't that delicate; she went to the tea room by herself.

She noticed that Bo Siheng looked very tired and wanted to make him some refreshing tea.

The people in the secretariat all craned their necks to peek at He Yan.

Their expressions were also strange.

"Could that be our CEO Bo's wife?"

"But why would she be dressed like that?"

Yu Cheng tapped the table with the folder in his hand, looking very serious.

Actually, he's the biggest gossipmonger.

"Go do your own thing, and don't gossip about Mr. Bo's private affairs."

He Yan made Bo Siheng some refreshing tea, then made herself a cup of coffee before returning to her office.

In just a short while, Bo Siheng was seen looking at documents again.

"It seems you are really busy."

"I must take advantage of my ability to manage the Bo family. As the heir to the family, I bear a great responsibility and pressure."

Bo Siheng is very busy; he has to deal with many unresolved issues every day.

He Yan nodded, inwardly grumbling.

The pressure of being the heir to the richest family is extraordinary.

"Then you need to take better care of yourself and not worry your grandma."

"I will. I still have a reason not to die."

Bo Siheng gazed intently at He Yan, his expression filled with tenderness and affection.

This reason also applies to her.

"Then let's go eat together after you're done with your work."

He Yan then sat down to the side without disturbing him.

Bo Siheng continued to focus on the task at hand, and soon a large number of documents were signed.

He took a sip of the tea brewed by He Yan and felt all his fatigue disappear.

I saw her curled up on the sofa playing on her phone.

"Would you like to change your clothes?"

He didn't mind, but he was very curious about what kind of event He Yan had attended that required her to dress like that.

He Yan looked down and realized that it would be inconvenient to eat later.

"also."

She stood up and began to take off her outer garment.

Bo Siheng was stunned for a moment, then immediately looked away, his ears turning slightly red.

“Mr. Bo, I’m wearing clothes underneath.”

He Yan found it a little funny to see him so innocent; how could anyone be so naive?

She simply took off her long outer shirt, revealing a plain white T-shirt and jeans underneath, and then took out a sweatshirt from her backpack to put on.

"are you still busy?"

"Well, that's about it. We can leave the rest to Yu Cheng."

Bo Siheng went over and took her clothes.

At that moment, a loud voice came from outside the office.

It was Bo Yuanzhou who came.

"Mr. Bo, may I come in?"

He was holding a folder in his hand, and although he was asking a question, he simply pushed open the door.

Bo Siheng immediately stood in front of He Yan with vigilance.

He instinctively wanted to protect her because she was changing clothes.

This possessiveness is his Achilles' heel.

They also didn't want He Yan to get involved in the Bo family's feud.

Bo Siheng was very unhappy that his second uncle never paid any attention to him.

"Second Uncle! Shouldn't you get my permission before entering my office?"