Precious Lady Needs Love!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

In less than half an hour, Bo Jingyuan and Ke Lan were called to the Academic Affairs Office.

Ke Lan’s face was covered with palm prints and half of her face was swollen. She was weeping as she covered her face.

Bo Jingyuan was not in better shape. Her hair, which had always been neat and straight, was disheveled.

She was still kicking and cursing, “Ke Lan, you sl*t! I’ll beat you to death.”

The school leaders could no longer bear to listen to her.

Both students could be considered socialites, yet there were now fighting over a man! That was unacceptable!

When she heard that the staff were going to contact her parents, Bo Jingyuan finally felt afraid.

She shouted, “Su Ruanruan is my sister-in-law. Just call her over.”

The person from the Academic Affairs Office was both angry and amused. “No!”

Bo Jingyuan rolled her eyes and called her brother, Bo Ziqi, instead. She thought that she would have to convince her brother, but he unexpectedly agreed immediately.

Bo Jingyuan hung up the phone, feeling a sense of surrealism. Second Brother had been very concerned about her recently!

On the other side, Bo Ziqi was smoking on the hotel’s luxurious bed. Su Qionglin was wearing only a morning robe as she leaned against him.

Her voice was slightly hoarse. “You’re leaving just like that?”

Bo Ziqi turned to the side and put out his cigarette. “Something happened to Jingyuan. I’m going to her school to take a look.”

Su Qionglin immediately thought of another person from the Zhongjiang Art Academy and said unhappily, “Can’t Auntie do it?”

Bo Ziqi glanced at her, and the latter didn’t dare to say anything else. The disparity in their statuses meant that she was the one who had to pander to his whims.

She quickly helped him get dressed before he left.

Su Qionglin returned to her bedroom, frustrated. She took out a cigarette from her pocket and lit it before taking a long puff.

Over the past few days, she had met her boyfriend every day. However, she couldn’t help but feel that he was always distracted!

She tried to comfort herself again. ‘Maybe he just isn’t in a good mood because he hasn’t fully recovered yet!’

…

Bo Ziqi drove to Zhongjiang Art Academy.

He lowered his head and stared at his sister. “You like Su Ruanruan’s second brother?”

Guilty, the latter did not dare to admit to it.

Bo Ziqi’s voice was cold. “Dad and Mom won’t agree.”

That pricked Bo Jingyuan’s nerves. She jumped up immediately. “Why not? Brother, aren’t you keeping both Su Qionglin and Su Ruanruan?”

Bo Ziqi’s head started to hurt. “Who said I’m keeping Su Ruanruan?”

Bo Jingyuan shouted, “Brother, I don’t believe you have no feelings for her at all!”

Although Bo Jingyuan hated Su Ruanruan to the core, he had to admit that Su Ruanruan was a good child. Any man would like her!

Bo Ziqi looked at his sister coldly. “Have you gone crazy?”

The latter lowered her head and remained silent.

Bo Ziqi took out a cigarette and lit it. “If you’re done with your crazy rampage, go off to class.”

Tears welled up in Bo Jingyuan’s eyes. “Second Brother, you don’t love me anymore.”

Bo Ziqi sneered. “Do you want the entire Bo Family to die in the Su family’s hands?”

Then, he froze. He recalled the scene of Bo Jingyan and Su Ruanruan sitting together this morning.

His head hurt even more.

Bo Jingyuan cried as she ran away. “You’re the only one who can enjoy life.”

Bo Ziqi felt that he needed to discipline his sister. However, he had always doted on her.

When he heard that something had happened today, he instinctively knew that it had something to do with Su Ruanruan.

He found Su Ruanruan, who had propped up an easel and was painting.

He stood behind her and looked at her slender back. Her waist was thin and her legs were fair.

He felt a lump in his throat.

“Can we talk?” Bo Ziqi asked softly.

Su Ruanruan felt her blood run cold. She got up and turned around.

They looked at each other for a long time before she said, “There’s a coffee shop near the library ahead.”

With that, Bo Ziqi turned around and left.

Picking up her easel, the girl followed suit..