Ruan Ruan said obediently, "I'm not afraid."

She blinked her eyes and continued, "Besides, I still have my brother and you protecting me."

Yang Yuanyuan: "..."

She suddenly felt jealous of Bo Simu for picking up such a precious baby.

"Okay, whatever you want, as long as you don't kill yourself."

A week passed like this, and Ruan Ruan and Bo Simu still did not reconcile.

Both of them have strong tempers, and neither of them is willing to bow their head and admit their mistakes first.

Ruan Ruan came to her best friend's house again that day and couldn't stop complaining to her.

"I would come back at least once before, but I haven't seen him come here in the past week. I have been living at my uncle's house, and I always feel that it is not good to live under someone else's roof."

While talking, a man at home couldn't help sneezing several times in succession.

The assistant sitting next to him asked with concern: "President, do you have a cold? Do you want me to call the doctor?"

Bo Simu glanced at him and said coldly: "No need."

The assistant said "Oh" and saw that his face was still solemn and he kept silent. He didn't dare to say anything anymore for fear of getting angry.

He lowered his head and processed the documents quietly.

After a long time, Bo Simu put down the pen and rubbed his tired and sore eyebrows with his long fingers. After a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: "What is Ruan Ruan doing now?"

Assistant Yang Yuanyuan was stunned, raised his head, and looked at him with some confusion.

"Madam... what else can she do? Apart from eating, drinking and sleeping, she has nothing else to do all day long."

When Bo Simu heard this, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, half-smiling: "Really? This is unexpected."

"Huh?" The assistant blinked and looked at him blankly.

Bo Simu looked away and turned to the floor-to-ceiling window. Her tone was calm but with a hint of chill: "Did she go to see anyone in the past two days?"

Yang Yuanyuan shook her head and said truthfully: "Madam, she has never stepped out of the house, so how could she go to see anyone?"

Bo Simu's eyes flashed, she pursed her lips thoughtfully, and said no more.

In Bo Simu's office.

He picked up his phone and dialed the number he knew by heart.

Soon, the call was answered.

"Hello." The other party's clear and pleasant female voice came.

Bo Simu curled his lips and asked gently: "Ruanruan, are you busy?"

The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment before replying: "I'm reading a book."

Bo Simu lowered his eyes and glanced at the books on the table, and said casually: "I just finished a video conference. I'm a little tired. I'm going to rest first."

After Bo Simu finished speaking, Ruan Ruan did not respond immediately, but fell into a brief silence there.

After a long time, it sounded again: "Oh, you should rest first. I will have someone send you fruit later."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Ruan's hands holding the phone suddenly clenched tightly, looking at the thick books on the table with complex eyes.

"What's wrong? Ruan Ruan." My best friend looked at Ruan Ruan in confusion. Why did Ruan Ruan feel something was wrong after he answered the phone?
"Yuanyuan, I have something else to do. I have to go back first, so I can't spend the night here with you."

"Okay, then please pay attention to safety when you go back." Guessing that Ruan Ruan must have something to deal with now, her best friend did not stop Ruan Ruan.

In this way, Ruan Ruan left his best friend's house.

As soon as he entered the house, Ruan Ruan looked at the coats hanging in the room and fell into deep thought.

She didn't know how long it took before she looked back and slowly walked out of the room. Ruan Ruan was wearing loose home clothes and a hat, carrying a fruit basket and walking towards the study room next door.

After opening the door, I found that there was no one in the study.

"It's strange. You clearly said you were resting in the study room."

Ruan Ruan muttered a few words, placed the fruit basket next to him, and took steps to leave.

But when she walked to the door, she suddenly heard the sound of rushing water and vague voices coming from the bathroom.

Ruan Ruan subconsciously stopped and looked through the crack in the ajar door.

"Hiss." Bo Simu stood under the showerhead, letting the warm water wash over his body. His handsome face was shrouded in mist, making it difficult to see clearly.

But even so, the charm he exudes still drives women crazy.

"What's going on? Why do you feel so hot all of a sudden?!"

Bo Simu frowned, stretched out his hand and pulled off the white towel around his waist, naked his muscular upper body, and went straight to the bed.

Lying on the soft and comfortable big bed, he scratched his hair irritably, trying to drive away the growing heat in his chest.

Bo Simu turned over, rested his head on his arms, and stared at the ceiling with his dark eyes.

The moon is not quite round tonight, and the hazy night shrouds the surroundings, seeming to cast a layer of silvery gray on the earth.

The bedroom was extremely quiet, so quiet that the only sound left was each other's shallow breathing.

Bo Simu closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, but all she could think of was that petite and thin figure.

Especially, when he thought about her having sex outside, Bo Simu's chest heaved violently, and the veins on his forehead stood out, expressing his anger.

This damn woman, he had already warned her that she would never be allowed to get entangled with other men, yet she dared to betray him.

After thinking about it, Bo Simu opened the quilt, jumped out of bed, took the car keys and walked out of the house, and drove straight to the cemetery in the suburbs.

Inside the carriage, there was silence.

Bo Simu stepped on the accelerator and accelerated away.

Not long after, the car stopped steadily in front of a new grave on the top of the mountain.

Because this location is higher, the view is wider, and the scenery is beautiful, the land is expensive and ordinary people cannot afford it, let alone build a cemetery.

After Bo Simu got out of the car, he threw the keys to the parking boy and walked towards the new grave.

He bent down and picked up the paper money on the ground.

Bo Simu put one hand on his knees and put the fruit basket aside while burning paper money with the other hand.

"mom……"

After he shouted this, his throat felt inexplicably sore, and his eyes instantly became moist.

Bo Simu took deep breaths several times before finally adjusting to his condition.

He leaned down, threw the paper money in his hand on the ground, and then lit the incense candle.

After all the incense candles were lit, he inserted three sticks of incense into the soil.

"Mom, you said that I insisted on marrying her before. Is this right?" After drinking some wine, I was a little unclear at the moment.

"I really want to go to him and ask her why she lied to me and why she wanted to be so close to other men?" At this moment, I just feel grief-stricken.

He thinks that he has done nothing wrong and that there is nothing wrong with him.

But Ruan Ruan's behavior always made him feel chilled.

"Sorry, I don't dare. I'm worried that what I hear will be something I don't like to hear. In that case, I really can't hold on."


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