Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 1065

Chapter 1065: Unt.i.tled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“… I’m going to watch a movie with Kubei Yan tonight to make up for the last time…”

The movie had to be stopped because Wanwan said that he was about to die.

It was just that she and Kubei Yan had been busy recently.

Bo Jinghang’s lips curled into a cold smile.

“And?”

Sang Yu clutched her clothes tightly. “…The year-end meeting is coming soon. I can’t delay any longer…”

He couldn’t delay any longer.

Bo Jinghang sneered. “You mean you’re prepared to sacrifice yourself tonight?”

The mockery in his voice was like a cold needle that pierced into her heart. The blood in her body seemed to stop flowing, and her limbs turned cold.

The car sped up and the scenery outside sped up. The car was about to catch up with Bo Jinchuan’s car.

“Congratulations, your wish is about to be fulfilled.”

Sang Yu’s eyelashes trembled slightly before she smiled sarcastically. “Thank you.”

‘Thank you?’

Ha.

How understanding.

Bo Jinghang didn’t say anything and the atmosphere in the car turned cold.

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“Send me to the office first. I’ll go to the hotel after I’m done with my work.”

“Okay,” replied Bo Jinchuan. Recalling the man staying in the hotel, he frowned and said, “Call me if anything happens.”

Shen Fanxing nodded and her ears twitched. She looked in the direction of the rearview mirror.

Bo Jinghang’s car sped along the mountain road as though it didn’t care about its life. An Aston Martin had a loud engine.

She frowned and asked, “What happened to Bo Jinghang?”

Bo Jinchuan turned to look at the rearview mirror. Bo Jinhang’s car was about to reach them when the car honked.

It was especially ear-piercing on the quiet suburban road.

Bo Jinchuan’s face darkened and he swerved to the right, allowing Bo Jinhang’s car to overtake him.

“Did he quarrel with Sangyu? Hurry up and catch up with them. Don’t let anything happen.”

“I’m fine.”

Bo Jinchuan said calmly, “He knows his limits.”

Shen Fanxing’s heart skipped a beat when she saw Bo Jinhang’s car turning the corner.

If it was her, she might find it acceptable.

But the other party was Sang Yu, that gentle and quiet woman. How could she withstand such a shock?

Fortunately, nothing happened. The car paused for a moment before leaving.

Sang Yu gripped the armrest tightly, her face pale.

“Can you… drive slower?”

Her voice trembled as she clutched her s.h.i.+rt tightly.

Bo Jinghang glanced at her and smiled coldly. “Don’t worry, I’ve endured for so long and I’m finally getting a divorce. How can I let you die now? In the end, I’ll be labeled as a widow. No matter how I think about it, I feel unlucky.”

Seeing Sang Yu’s ugly expression, he felt better and the car slowed down.

Sang Yu wanted to remain indifferent, but she felt an invisible hand gripping her tightly. Even breathing was difficult.

Rubbing her brows, Sang Yu ignored the suffocating feeling in her heart and took a deep breath.

“Bo Jinghang, do you have to humiliate me like this?”

“That’s right.” Bo Jinghang looked ahead, but his thin lips curled into a mocking smile. “Do I have to give you a chast.i.ty memorial arch?”

Sang Yu’s eyes widened and she suddenly felt like rubbing them.

How could she not understand what he meant?

She schemed to sleep with him and forced him to marry her. Now, she had an ambiguous relations.h.i.+p with her ex-boyfriend. Something might even happen tonight…

Even if she became a wh.o.r.e, she still had to put up a memorial.

Bo Jinghang gave her some face and said it implicitly.

Ha…

“Bo Jinghang…” Sang Yu paused.

Tears welled up in her eyes and her throat felt sore. She tried her best to suppress her emotions before saying,

“It was you… who gave me the idea back then…”

“Yes, I was the one who came up with the idea, but other women might not agree. Only you.”

He said casually with endless sarcasm.

Sang Yu looked at his determined side profile and pursed her lips tightly, not saying another word.

The more he said, the more mistakes he would make.

Gradually, her expression calmed down and she turned her head to the other side of the window. Along the way, she didn’t say another word.

The car had just entered the city when Bo Jinghang stopped the car in frustration.

“Get out of the car,” he said in a low voice.

There was no one else in the car. Without thinking, Sang Yu unbuckled her seatbelt and opened the door.

The cold air in the morning had yet to dissipate when a chill struck. In just a moment, the car warmed up again.

Bo Jinghang looked at the woman in the trench coat standing by the flower bed and felt frustrated. He stepped on the accelerator and left.

Sang Yu looked at the pa.s.sing cars and her eyes widened for a long time without blinking, afraid that she would blink something useless.

At that moment, the phone in her bag rang. She sniffed and took out her phone.

“Hey.”

“Xiaoyu, I brought you durian pastries. How long until you reach the company?”

“I…” A car honked in the traffic.

Gu Zeyan frowned slightly. “Where are you now?”

Sang Yu bit her lips. “I’m at the entrance to the southern suburbs…”

To prevent Bo Jinchuan and Shen Fanxing from seeing her, she walked to the back of the flower bed.

Gu Beixuan was silent for two seconds before saying in a low voice, “Find a warm place to wait for me. I’ll pick you up.”

“No…”

“Xiaoyu!” Gu Beichen stopped her rejection in a low voice. “Wait for me obediently. Don’t let yourself catch a cold.”

Her heart, which had been invaded by the coldness, suddenly felt like it had been saved when she heard such a gentle voice.

She even began to yearn for this warmth.

Anyone would do, as long as it didn’t make her as uncomfortable as she was now.

“… Yes.”

Through the phone, Sang Yu nodded and answered.

She blinked and a tear fell unexpectedly. Even she was shocked.

She quickly wiped her eyes and hung up.

This was the intersection between the suburbs and the city. Other than a forest park, there was nothing.

As Gu Beichen had not reached the office yet, it took him more than 20 minutes to drive over.

Sang Yu waited outside for more than twenty minutes.

When Gu Zeyan saw her, he quickly opened the car door to welcome her.

“Why are you here in the morning?”

Sang Yu shook her head.

She was wearing a scarf, and her long eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of water droplets.

She looked beautiful in a different way.