He answered the call.
"Yunshen, so of the designers hired from abroad have been sent back by Uncle."
"Did you know about this?"
Bo Yunshen felt a bad premonition in his heart.
The old man sent the designers back?
How could it be such a coincidence, Qin Yan just arrived at the Bo Mansion, and then this happened?
Qin Yan asked him to take care of her daughter, using it as an excuse, just to co to the mansion to complain?
She certainly knows herself well enough to know she can’t do anything to Manman.
She’s smart enough to know to call for backup.
Bo Yunshen’s fingers, clutching the phone, turned faintly white. He abruptly cut off the call, leaving Qin Yinyin on the couch in the living room, and strode out.
Sister Li instinctively asked, "Fourth Young Master, where are you going?"
Bo Yunshen’s face was gloomy.
He disappeared so quickly that Bo Yuanshan didn’t even have a chance to speak.
The living room was left with only Qin Yinyin, sitting alone on the couch, looking truly pitiful.
Bo Yunshen drove, making a call to Lin Man as he went, but no one answered on the other end.
His eyes grew heavier with complexity.
Tong City is Lin Man’s ho, and no one should have a reason to stop Manman from coming back.
Ever since Qin Yan married into the Bo Family, has she gotten used to being in charge, ruling over everything?!
How very good indeed!
Bo Yunshen was driving fast, heading straight to the airport.
When he arrived, Lin Man was just about to board the plane.
She was wearing the sa dress from when they parted, white, with a bit of dust on the hem, but Bo Yunshen recognized it at a glance.
He reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her down.
It was only then that Bo Yunshen noticed her face covered with a mask, her exposed skin red and swollen, looking particularly sinister.
"Manman?"
Lin Man instinctively shook off Bo Yunshen’s hand, reaching up to cover her face. Her eyes shimred with tears as she quickly lowered her head to conceal her vulnerability.
Bo Yunshen’s deep eyes were shadowed, his brows knitted, unable to utter a single word.
"Yunshen, why are you here?"
Lin Man’s voice was hoarse, sounding like she had cried before coming to the airport.
"Manman, I thought even if we’re no longer lovers, we’re still friends."
"Why would you leave Tong City without telling ?"
Lin Man blinked, her lips slightly pursed; her emotions hidden behind the mask, leaving only a pair of expressive eyes visible.
"You shouldn’t have co." Lin Man’s voice carried a sense of bleakness and despair.
Even she couldn’t tell if it was genuine or if she was putting on a show for Bo Yunshen.
A tear fell from her eye, a mont of helplessness revealed, yet she raised her head, her voice hoarse: "Yunshen, ever since the day you married Yanyan, there was nothing left between us."
"It’s who can’t let go, it’s who appeared again, stirring the calm waters between you two."
"Yunshen, have a good life with Yanyan and go back quickly."
Lin Man’s eyes held confusion: "You should explain to Yanyan and the dia that the bouquet wasn’t ant for ."
"Yanyan is a good person; she will listen."
Bo Yunshen, gripping Lin Man’s hand, gradually tightened his hold. Lin Man cried out in pain, yet he did not let go.
"Manman, the flowers were for you."
"I will not explain to Qin Yan either. There isn’t a clear pool between her and ."
"You are from Tong City, and no one can stop you from coming back. Co back with ."
Lin Man’s tears instantly overflowed.
Not long after Bo Yunshen left, Qin Yan ca out with Bo Yuanshan’s dicine.
She hadn’t even reached the study when she saw Yinyin downstairs.
She sat there all alone.
Qin Yan paused, eting Bo Yuanshan’s gaze, "Dad, Yunshen was here?"
Bo Yuanshan’s face was livid, and he nodded.
He took the dicine from Qin Yan’s hand: "You go down quickly, don’t let Yinyin get hurt."
Qin Yan didn’t hesitate, heading directly downstairs.
It was almost noon, and Mrs. Zhang and Sister Li had prepared lunch, Mrs. Bo had gone out to play mahjong and wasn’t ho.
Qin Yan found the al to be reasonably pleasant.
Yinyin had the habit of taking an afternoon nap, and just after Qin Yan put Yinyin to sleep, she got a call from Xiao Shen.
"Mr. Qin, are you... are you divorcing Mr. Bo?"
Qin Yan was montarily taken aback. She had t with a divorce lawyer but hadn’t told anyone. How did Xiao Shen know?
"Hmm?"
"Photos of you going to the law firm are online, and there are also photos of Mr. Bo and Lin Man pulling and tugging at the airport."
"Netizens dug out Lin Man’s identity, and they’re saying you’re trying to send Lin Man abroad..."
Qin Yan fell silent for a mont, and Xiao Shen continued: "Mr. Qin, if you have no intention of divorcing Mr. Bo, you’d better clear things up quickly."
"Such news ferntation isn’t good for Bo Group’s stock developnt..."
Qin Yan couldn’t even muster the interest to look at the headlines now.
"Public relations should handle such matters." Qin Yan licked her lip, speaking in a low voice, "Besides, I won’t be the marketing director of Bo Group for much longer."
Xiao Shen was montarily stunned, biting her lip and unable to speak for so ti: "Mr. Qin... you’ve resigned?"
"Yes."
"Contact public relations directly, Lu Yi should have had a clarification plan ready long ago."
Xiao Shen felt a pang in her heart; if it was ready long ago, did that an Mr. Qin had long planned for a divorce?
Qin Yan didn’t care what Xiao Shen thought and directly hung up the phone.
The online storm dispersed quickly, and even though Qin Yan didn’t want to find out, she was still forced to know.
There were a few young servants in the mansion who played on Weibo.
Even the matter of Lin Man being Bo Yunshen’s old fla was dug out.
Even Mrs. Bo, who was playing mahjong outside, was startled and ca ho imdiately.
Seeing Qin Yan, her panicked expression instantly cald, standing under the light, her tone turned a bit harsh: "What are you doing here?"
For so reason, Qin Yan always felt there was a fleeting similarity between Mrs. Bo’s expression and Jiang Yunwan’s.
Perhaps it was the biting sarcasm of a noblewoman from a wealthy family, and the reckless arrogance of a rich young gentleman, both quite similar?
Qin Yan’s lips curled with a slight line, Mrs. Bo said hatefully, "Qin Yan, are you the one behind the online news, can’t you bear to see my son doing well?"
"You won’t stay put at Xing Yue Bay and keep coming to the Bo Family, for what?"
"You’re a jinx. Ever since you appeared, Yunshen has been repeatedly tornted by you. Did you do what happened today as well?"
"Does the Bai Le n incident have anything to do with you?"
"Won’t you be satisfied until you’ve ruined Yunshen?"
Mrs. Bo grew angrier as she spoke, and suddenly, in a fit of emotion, with her handbag in her hand, she swung it at Qin Yan.
Qin Yan dodged, avoiding her face, but the tal ring on the bag clasped her arm, sending a sharp pain shooting through her arm, and the next second, warm liquid trickled down her arm.
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