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

The corridor lights were dim and made me feel lightheaded.

Si Yuan stared at the man for several seconds before her hazy dark eyes suddenly lit up.

so amazing.

This nightclub even has a male model who looks so much like Bo Yusen.

Si Yuan reached out and touched the man's face. "Wow, even the feel is exactly the same."

Bo Yusen stood in the shadows, his black shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, the bulging veins beneath his skin suddenly taut.

His fingers, perpetually cold and carrying the scent of mojito, suddenly touched his eyes with a touch as light as a feather.

"Even if you look a lot like him, you can't look at me with such a cold and fierce gaze. I don't like it."

Bo Yusen's breathing was much heavier than before. He grabbed her wrist with a trembling grip.

It was a tremor of anger and possessiveness surging through the veins, yet being held back by reason.

"Miss Si has quite the nerve, daring to come to a nightclub to find male models..."

Si Yuan quickly covered his mouth, her delicate brows furrowed in displeasure. "Don't mimic his speech."

The soft touch in her palm lasted only two seconds before she gently pinched the soft flesh at the corner of his lips and pulled it upwards.

The force wasn't heavy, but it was enough to make his pursed lips curve into a stiff and funny arc, and even the corners of his eyes were forced to soften unconsciously.

"You look quite nice when you smile, so why do you always have such a serious face...?"

After drinking, his tongue seemed to become slurred, and his words became incoherent.

"If you male models don't smile, will the customers be satisfied?"

Si Yuan grinned sheepishly, "Come on...give me a smile..."

Bo Yusen's face darkened considerably. Not only did he come to the nightclub to pick up male models, but he also mistook him for a male model and harassed him.

Very good, excellent!

His hand, veins bulging, lifted her chin, his eyes gleaming with lingering ferocity. "Look carefully, who am I?"

Si Yuan felt extremely dizzy, and her stomach was churning violently.

She shook her head sadly, "No...I don't want to look..."

The cold wind swept in again, and she shivered from the cold.

The man in front of her felt warm, and she wanted to hug him.

His hands unconsciously and somewhat impatiently began to unbutton his clothes.

The more anxious you are, the less you can solve it.

"oops……"

She was unusually irritable and reached out to pull at it, but the clothes were too good to be true and the buttons wouldn't come off.

Please help me...

Si Yuan rested her head on the man's chest, feeling uncomfortable, and thought the male model was too inconsiderate.

Even in this situation, he still doesn't know to take off his clothes.

Bo Yusen's face was so dark it could drip ink, and the veins on his forehead throbbed, revealing his barely suppressed rage.

It turns out, she didn't just take off his clothes—

"Take it off quickly, I feel good, I won't treat you badly."

Oh--

He wanted to see how she could possibly be comfortable.

Her eyes were fixed on Si Yuan, and her fingertips, burning with anger, unbuttoned her clothes.

During that process, Si Yuan waited obediently, but she was too unsteady on her feet and could only lean on him.

Seeing the buttons undone, Si Yuan smiled, reached through her clothes, and hugged the warm body.

He buried his head in her broad chest and let out a satisfied sigh.

So warm, so comfortable...

This person not only looks like Bo Yusen, but even his body temperature and smell are exactly the same as Bo Yusen's.

That's amazing.

Bo Yusen was stuck to my front, and my back felt chilly.

"Could you wrap your clothes around my back? My back is so cold..."

Bo Yusen: "..."

Si Yuan's down jacket was placed on the booth, and she was only wearing a thin cashmere sweater.

Bo Yusen wrapped her in his coat, and Si Yuan smiled, mumbling sleepily, "Not bad, I'll give you a big red envelope later..."

The voice grew softer and softer until it disappeared completely.

For a while, no one moved.

Bo Yusen frowned, looked down, and saw that the man had already closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

And she was sleeping soundly, with a faint smile on her lips.

"..."

When Bo Yusen carried Si Yuan out with one arm, Shen Xingzhu was lying on the sofa, completely drunk and unconscious.

Jiang Zhe was probably exhausted from all the commotion; his tie was draped askew around his neck, and he looked completely worn out.

When Bo Yusen arrived, the place had been cleared out. At this moment, the huge club was empty except for the trembling manager.

Jiang Zhe saw that Bo Yusen had a gloomy face, while Si Yuan was sleeping soundly in his arms. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Oh... I thought you came to settle accounts, but I didn't expect you to come to coax people. You've even coaxed them to sleep."

Bo Yusen gave Jiang Zhe a cool look. "Get Shen Xingzhu home safely."

"What?"

Jiang Zhe jumped up speechlessly, "Why should I deliver it?"

"It's up to you to want to watch the show and stir things up."

Jiang Zhe: "..."

Seeing Bo Yusen carrying Si Yuan away, Jiang Zhe's originally carefree face suddenly turned serious.

"Yusen, you wouldn't really do something to Siyuan..."

Bo Yusen did not stop.

Jiang Zhe's expression grew increasingly grim. "You can play along with her, but you absolutely can't take it seriously. Don't forget what happened back then..."

Before he could finish speaking, Bo Yusen suddenly looked at him.

His eyes were like cold stars in the dead of night, shining with only a cold, sharp light, without a trace of warmth.

Jiang Zhe's heart skipped a beat, and he stammered as he spoke.

"I...I'm just...afraid...that you'll follow in Uncle Bo's footsteps."

Bo Yusen looked at him quietly, left after saying "No" in silence.

Jiang Zhe sighed.

Hopefully so, and hopefully Yusen knows what he's doing.

Si Yuan slept very soundly and peacefully.

I woke up naturally and felt great.

until--

I opened my eyes and saw a bedroom that was both strange and strangely familiar.

She was startled and jumped up.

This isn't her bedroom, it's Bo Yusen's bedroom...

What happened?

Last night, Xingzhu was in a bad mood because of her breakup. Didn't she go to keep Xingzhu company?

How did she end up in Bo Yusen's bed?

You're so dense, think of something already!

However, her mind went blank, and she couldn't remember what had happened during that time.

She used to hear people talk about blacking out after drinking, but she didn't believe it. She always thought it was just an excuse people made up to avoid admitting what they did while drunk.

Now that it has happened to her, she finally believes it.

The door opened, and 233 quietly slid in.

233o(〃'▽'〃)o: [Ah Yuan, you're awake! I was afraid of waking you, so I put myself on silent mode.]

Seeing 233, Si Yuan felt as if she had found salvation.

She immediately got out of bed and went to 233's side. "233, how...did I get here?"

233ヾ(≧▽≦*) o：【You were carried back by your master in a princess carry.】

Si Yuan: "..."

She schemed against Jiang Lai, but Bo Yusen didn't hold her accountable. Instead, he carried her back to the villa and even let her sleep in his bed.

Is it...

Is this some new form of revenge that she doesn't know about?

If Bo Yusen gets angry, or directly lashes out at her, Si Yuan isn't that flustered.

Ironically, this made her nervous.

"And where is your master?"

233(๑>ᴗ Is Bo Yusen at home?

Not knowing Bo Yusen's purpose in bringing her home, Si Yuan didn't want to face him.

Or... we should just leave quietly.

Once the matter concerning Li Jiale has been thoroughly resolved, I will come to apologize with a bundle of thorns on my back.

However, the moment the idea popped into his head, reality extinguished it.

Bo Yusen, dressed in light gray loungewear, stared at her quietly with a deep gaze.

"Bang bang bang—"

Si Yuan's heart was pounding, and her body stiffened instantly.

"Ninth... Ninth Master..."

This is Si Yuan's first time facing Bo Yusen, and she doesn't know what to do.

Bo Yusen's cold voice rang out, "Don't you have anything to say?"