Miss Si's feigned innocence went too far, and the aloof Mr. Bo was easily swayed.

"Knock knock knock..."

Si Yuan knocked on the study door.

With no response, she knocked again and then pushed the door open and went inside.

Bo Yusen was working in his office. He was dressed in black home clothes and wore frameless glasses, making him look refined and elegant.

He just seemed very cold, and his handsome face was very tense.

Si Yuan walked over quietly, went around the desk and stood beside him, gently tapping his arm that was resting on the desk as if knocking on a door.

"May I come in and sit here?"

Si Yuan pointed to Bo Yusen's leg.

Bo Yusen didn't hold her in his arms like before, and didn't even glance at her.

He simply said coldly, "Get out."

Si Yuan stood there helplessly, like a child who had done something wrong.

Seeing that Bo Yusen was ignoring her, she took a deep breath, "I want to tell you a story..."

"go out!"

Bo Yusen's voice was cold and unyielding, leaving no room for argument.

Si Yuan remained motionless. "To Mingche..."

The pen in his hand was slammed away and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Si Yuan's heart trembled violently.

The atmosphere suddenly became heavy and tense.

"Can't you understand human language?"

Bo Yusen's cold, dark eyes looked at Si Yuan, and only then did he notice that she was wearing his thin shirt, revealing her fair and straight legs, and she wasn't even wearing shoes.

Bo Yusen's breath hitched as he met her reddened and bewildered eyes.

Even though he knew she was deliberately not wearing shoes and pretending to be pitiful, he still managed to suppress the anger that had been building up in his chest.

She looked away, her attitude still icy. "I have no interest in your love story with Xiang Mingche. Go home when you're awake, and don't bother me!"

Si Yuan doesn't like to let misunderstandings escalate, and besides, what happened today wasn't a misunderstanding.

She did call Xiang Mingche's name in her sleep, and Bo Yusen did hear it.

"I just didn't want to make you angry..."

"angry?"

Bo Yusen's voice was like ice, "What makes you think I'd be angry about what happened between you and Xiang Mingche?"

Si Yuan was taken aback.

Yes, it was always she who took the initiative to seduce and flirt with Bo Yusen.

Bo Yusen went from initial resistance and disgust to eventually accepting all comers.

How could she possibly think that Bo Yusen would be 100% angry after hearing Xiang Mingche's name from her?

In that case, it seems there really is no need for explanation.

But for some reason, I feel a tightness in my chest.

"Thank you for today..."

Perhaps because she had cried too much, Si Yuan's voice was very hoarse, sounding as if she was crying.

"Well... I won't bother you any longer... You get back to work, I'll head back now..."

People don't want to listen at all; saying more will only annoy them and do them no good.

After giving Bo Yusen a deep look, Si Yuan turned and left.

I had only taken a few steps when I heard the screeching sound of a chair scraping against the floor.

Before she could react, she was lifted up in a strong arms.

The documents on the table were swept onto the floor and scattered everywhere.

Si Yuan was pinned to the table, her tall figure looming over her, exuding a strong sense of oppression.

Bo Yusen's eyes were cold and terrifying, his gaze fixed on her like torches. "Speak—"

Si Yuan instinctively wanted to ask "What are you going to talk about?", but quickly realized that he was asking her to continue telling the story.

Si Yuan knew that Bo Yusen had compromised.

Although she didn't understand why he wanted to hear stories again, she naturally wouldn't let the opportunity pass her by.

"There's no love story involved. I just want to tell you that when I met Xiang Mingche, he was a really, really good person."

"He has done a lot for me. Some of the things I know, and there are many things I don't know. Today, Wang Congrong told me a lot of things I didn't know..."

With each sentence Si Yuan spoke, Bo Yusen's expression grew increasingly grim, his jawline taut.

"He was so good to me back then, why did he change so suddenly?"

Si Yuan gently wrapped her arms around Bo Yusen's waist and pressed her face against his heart.

She loved listening to his heartbeat; it made her feel safe and secure.

"I dreamt about the old Xiang Mingche while I was sleeping. He was apologizing to me, saying he was sorry, and telling me not to forgive the current Xiang Mingche..."

Si Yuan's voice was devoid of any emotional fluctuation, as if she were talking about something else entirely.

"In my sleep, I wasn't calling out for the current Xiang Mingche, but for the one from before..."

Bo Yusen's breathing was heavy.

"He told me to keep moving forward and never look back."

Si Yuan looked up at Bo Yusen, "You are right in front of me... I will not turn back, nor will I forgive Xiang Mingche."

Bo Yusen looked at Si Yuan quietly without saying a word.

He didn't speak, and Si Yuan had no idea what he was thinking, her heart pounding with anxiety.

"The story... is over..."

"The last time."

"What... um..."

A passionate and domineering kiss descended, carrying the power to destroy everything.

"Open your mouth—"

Si Yuan obediently opened her mouth, and Bo Yusen's long tongue went straight in, his lips and tongue filled with a strong possessiveness, conquering and seizing territory, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Si Yuan couldn't hold on any longer and almost collapsed, but a large hand grabbed her slender waist and pulled her into his arms.

Si Yuan had to hug his neck to barely support her body.

Only after a moment of confusion did his mind realize what he meant by "the last time."

This is the last time I'll cry for Xiang Mingche.

One last time, he called out Mingche's name in his sleep.

The buttons on her clothes had been undone at some point, and warm, soft lips moved from her neck to her shoulder.

The kiss traveled inch by inch downwards.

Si Yuan's breathing quickened, her whole body went numb, and her reason returned. She cupped Bo Yusen's face in her hands and met his dark eyes, which were like an abyss.

It felt as if her soul was being sucked into his dark eyes. It took Si Yuan a long time to regain her composure. "Sen Sen..."

"I want you, will you give it to me?"

In the past, Si Yuan would have hesitated because she was afraid of Si Qingwan's examination and the pain of hymen surgery.

But at this moment—

She gazed intently at him, then leaned in for a kiss, saying, "Here."

She would give him anything he wanted, as long as she had it!

Seeing her resigned expression, Bo Yusen stopped and instead buttoned up her clothes for her.

Si Yuan was startled, grabbed his hand, and stopped him from moving.

Afraid he wouldn't believe her, she even spread her legs, saying, "I really will!"

Bo Yusen: "..."

He carried the person out of the study, into the bedroom, and placed them on the bed. "Try going barefoot again next time."

Si Yuan knew that he had seen through her little schemes long ago, but she was happy that even though he saw through them, he still cared about her.

Seeing that Bo Yusen was about to leave, she stood up and hugged his neck, "Sen Sen, I really am willing to give..."

Si Yuan could sense that Bo Yusen clearly wanted it, but for some reason, he didn't want it anymore.

She said anxiously, "You're sleeping the same way whether you sleep once or twice, so why not sleep more often?"