Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

"No." Jiang Yuan categorically denied, with a hint of firmness in her voice.

"If you want, I can send you back." Bo Chenchuan spit out every word lightly, with an unquestionable confidence in his tone, "As for me..." He paused for a while, and did not continue go on.

Jiang Yuan closed her eyes silently, feeling a deep sense of loneliness in her heart.

She couldn't help but look out the window. Gu Minzhou was standing under the streetlight, alone as always.

"I've already called the doctor, you need to lie down and have a good rest now." Bo Chenchuan's voice came into her ears, gentle and sincere.

"En." Jiang Yuan could only answer one word, but there were already countless questions and confusions in her heart.

What does this man want to do to her?

There was always an elusive light in his eyes, which made people feel deeply uneasy and insecure.

However, Jiang Yuan didn't know that she was completely attracted by Bo Chenchuan.

His figure, in her heart, has become an insurmountable mountain, which can never be touched, but is deeply engraved in the depths of her soul.

Jiang Yuan nodded obediently, but looked at the villa in front of her blankly.

Sandalwood round.

This familiar courtyard made her eyes tremble a little.

The servants were very surprised when they saw Jiang Yuan in Bo Chenchuan's arms, and they began to discuss in low voices.

"Isn't this Miss Jiang? It seems that this family has another mistress."

"But Mr. Bo, isn't he having an affair with Ms. He?"

"Is this relationship too complicated?"

"Oh, what do you know, not to mention that they are talented and beautiful, and they are a match made in heaven."

The servants' whispering made Jiang Yuan feel even more uncomfortable.

Coupled with the fact that she was everywhere before she left, it is inevitable that there will be a lot of memories.

She got out of his arms and walked straight to the second floor, leaving behind Bo Chenchuan with a look of astonishment.

"Get out." His voice was cold and expressionless, his whole body seemed to be covered with frost.

The servant hurriedly shut his mouth, and was so frightened that he immediately got busy.

He silently followed behind Jiang Yuan, supporting her swaying body from time to time, lest she make a mistake and fall to the ground.

"come over."

As soon as she stepped into the bedroom, she was stopped by the man's voice. He sat on the sofa and looked at her anxiously.

"Aren't you going home for the New Year?"

"Drip." She only felt a cold object sticking to her forehead, it was a thermometer, and he was taking her temperature.

"You have a fever of 39.2 degrees."

Bo Chenchuan slowly moved his eyes, and fell on her pale and bloodless face, a feeling of pity welled up in his heart.

"The doctor hasn't come yet, I'll ask the servant to cook some porridge for you." His voice was as gentle as water, like a feather brushing against her ears.

Her body trembled slightly, uncontrollable.

"Why don't you go home for the New Year?"

Her throat was as dry as sandpaper, and she spoke hoarsely.

But she couldn't help asking this question again.

His hand movements hesitated, as if he was weighing whether to let her know his past.

Finally, he picked up the glass, poured her a glass of water, and put it on the table: "Drink some water." The voice was calm, but the worry in his eyes could not be concealed.

Jiang Yuan took the water glass, raised her head and drank it down, relieving the dryness of her throat.

However, following his next words, her heart became heavy again: "Because, I don't have a family in the first place."

Jiang Yuan looked out the window, the night covered the entire sky, as if reflecting her inner loneliness.

In the silence, she listened to his calm voice, talking about her past: "My parents abandoned me back then, and gave me away directly."

She could feel the indifference in his tone, but she could also feel the deep scar in his heart.

It was as if this person would never reveal his vulnerable side.

"I've been with you for so long, and I haven't listened carefully to your childhood." She said softly.

He looked out of the window, his dark pupils were so deep that they seemed to be able to suck her soul in. "I didn't have a childhood." His words were flat, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yuan bit her lip, her heart twitched, as if she could feel the endless darkness in his heart.

She wanted to say something to him, but found that she couldn't speak, as if she had touched the deepest pain in his heart.

Even though she has a fuzzy fever now, the feeling deep in her heart is by no means false.

Jiang Yuan deeply likes Bo Chenchuan, this cannot be changed.

"New Year's Eve, the doctor doesn't need to come... I just need to take some medicine." Her voice seemed distant and weak.

"No, I have to ask the doctor to give you a full-body examination. Who knows, if that person surnamed Gu abused you on purpose." Bo Chenchuan's tone was firm and decisive.

Jiang Yuan raised her head, just looking into those deep eyes.

His eyes were full of worry, and there was heavy pressure between his brows.

"Why is he willing to abuse me?" She whispered to herself, "He treats me better than you."

A trace of anger flashed across Bo Chenchuan's face, he stretched out his hand to pinch her chin, his eyes were burning and menacing: "I mind."

Jiang Yuan was stunned.

"Don't talk about other men in front of me, you should know my temper." Bo Chenchuan's words were full of possessiveness that could not be concealed.

A mist appeared in her eyes, she turned her head stubbornly, and ignored him no more.

Bo Chenchuan stared at her hazy pupils, feeling like a knife was twisting his heart.

Let go of his hand, and said softly: "You have a good rest first, I will ask the servant to bring the porridge."

"It just so happened that the doctor was here."

Jiang Yuan's voice trembled a little, as if suppressed by some emotion, "Don't go."

"I'll be with you."

The doctor checked her carefully and confirmed that she was only caused by low fever and physical exhaustion, nothing serious.

Jiang Yuan let out a long breath, her eyes were warm and bright like the morning sun.

But Bo Chenchuan's expression is still not very good, as if something has been echoing in his mind.

"Mr. Bo, this lady just has a common flu fever, you don't have to worry." The doctor looked at him with a smile, trying to ease the atmosphere.

However, Bo Chenchuan kept a cold face and didn't say a word, his eyes were deep and elusive.

The doctor withdrew his smile in embarrassment, "cough cough." Jiang Yuan coughed violently on the hospital bed, her face was a little pale at the moment.

"Why not, I'll arrange for Miss Jiang to have her blood drawn. This will make it easier to check if there is any inflammation in her body." The doctor tentatively offered a suggestion.

Only then did his face soften a little, but Jiang Yuan felt a little uneasy in her heart.

Watching his reaction out of the corner of his eye, a bitterness rose in his heart.

I can't understand more and more.

What kind of tricks is this mad dog in front of him playing?

"Thank you doctor." Jiang Yuan replied politely, with a hint of uneasiness in her tone.