The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 120 Manman...

Chapter 120: Chapter 120 Manman...

Qin Yan’s breathing seemed to be lingering around Bo Yunshen’s lips, and he involuntarily pursed them.

He moved slightly, but Qin Yan still made no movement.

Bo Yunshen grew restless, finding himself unable to fall asleep. He thought about getting out of bed but was worried Qin Yan would think he was giving her a chance.

A wave of suppression filled his heart. This was his home. Just because Qin Yan was here, should he be so timid, even to drink a cup of water at night?!

Thinking this, Bo Yunshen sat up in bed. He reached out to turn on the bedside lamp, and his feet stepped on the blanket laid out by Qin Yan, filling the room with a warm glow.

He shook his head as if unintentionally and his gaze settled on Qin Yan’s face.

Under the dim yellow light, her sleeping face appeared even softer. Perhaps because she was asleep, the aloof air she carried at the office was gone, leaving only purity and cleanliness.

Bo Yunshen paused his breathing.

Qin Yan had done nothing and just fallen asleep?!

Impossible!

Bo Yunshen refused to believe it!

He stepped over to Qin Yan’s side and crouched down, taking another long look at her.

Her breathing was steady and smooth, her hands relaxed and sprawled beside her pillow, and her lush black hair somewhat covered her exquisite facial features, as if hesitating to speak.

Bo Yunshen crouched beside Qin Yan for a full two minutes, but the woman lying down still made no movement.

He cursed silently in his heart.

Damn!

Qin Yan, this dead woman, between the two of them, who was really the patient? He hadn’t fallen asleep, yet she was sleeping sweetly!

Leaving him alone in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep at night!

She must be doing it on purpose, right?

Bo Yunshen felt as uncomfortable as if a cat had scratched his heart. Qin Yan’s seduction repelled and annoyed him, even thinking about it felt ironic. At this point, Qin Yan wasn’t seducing him, but his mood had not improved one bit!

Bo Yunshen felt like he was sick, with all the malicious fire Qin Yan had drawn out of him, and nowhere to vent it. And yet, he stupidly squatted on the ground, staring idly at the woman he loathed for so long!

Annoyed, he stood up from the ground, lay back down in bed, and after closing his eyes for a long time, he finally fell asleep.

...

Qin Yan woke up thirsty. She propped herself up, took out her phone, turned on the flashlight, and planned to go downstairs to get some water. As she stood up, her body leaned slightly towards the bed.

In just that second, Qin Yan clearly heard Bo Yunshen’s heavy breathing, as if his windpipe was stuffed with cotton, not very smooth.

Startled, Qin Yan abandoned her plan to get water, reached for the room’s bedside lamp, and glanced towards Bo Yunshen.

His face was fiercely red, and sweat beads on his forehead reflected a rainbow of colors under the light.

Qin Yan touched Bo Yunshen’s forehead, finding it scorchingly hot.

His body was turned to the side, and Qin Yan quickly checked his wound. It was tightly wrapped by Mrs. Bo, so Qin Yan couldn’t see inside.

Feeling anxious, she pushed Bo Yunshen’s body and called out, "Yunshen?"

Bo Yunshen did not respond; his body temperature was high, like magma. Qin Yan, no longer concerned with other things, went into the bathroom, wet a towel, and wiped the sweat from his face and neck.

The room had a medicine box, probably left intentionally by Mrs. Bo, worrying that Yunshen might not endure the night.

Qin Yan rummaged through it and administered some fever reduction medicine to Bo Yunshen.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Qin Yan glanced at her exquisite wristwatch, her lips tightly pressed together.

Yunshen’s fever persisted; she kept her eyes fixed on him, watching his lips move slightly as if he was saying something, calling someone’s name.

Qin Yan bowed her head and heard two words muttered by Yunshen.

"Manman... Manman..."

Over and over, echoing in Qin Yan’s heart, causing it to abruptly constrict, aching deep into her lungs.

He lay within her reach, calling out another woman’s name with such passion.

Qin Yan’s eyes momentarily reddened. For three years, she thought she had fortified herself like a wall of iron, yet she still couldn’t fend off the lethal blow of those two words from Yunshen.

Her heart felt as if it was being squeezed, pinched, painful and sour.

Qin Yan’s lips moved as she looked at Bo Yunshen’s face and called out, "Yunshen, wake up, please. You have a fever..."

Her fingertips rested on Yunshen’s flawless face. Were all the shadows in Yunshen’s dreams solely of Lin Man, unaffected by joy or sorrow, filled only with deep affection?

While Yunshen called Lin Man’s name, Qin Yan cried out his.

Over these eleven years, all her love and hatred had been bestowed upon Yunshen, resenting that they met too soon, lamenting that time faded too quickly.

Her fingertips clenched tighter until the scars in her heart gradually numbed. Lin Man used her hand to pull up a corner of the blanket to cover Yunshen.

With a high fever, Yunshen was still restless. While Qin Yan was lost in thought, he suddenly grasped her arm tightly, pulling Qin Yan forcefully into his embrace with reckless strength.

"Manman..."

Qin Yan was not strong, and despite Yunshen’s fever, the difference in strength between men and women was significant.

She resisted but was still tightly embraced by the delirious man. His body seemed like molten rock, searing, even his exhaled breath felt scorching.

"I am Qin Yan, umm..."

His kiss eagerly sought her, sealing all the explanations she was about to blurt out.

Yunshen kissed her urgently, prying open her lips, devouring all her breath, storming her defenses, leaving Qin Yan in utter disarray.

"Manman."

He slightly opened his eyes, their gazes meeting, his eyes hollow, yet his voice was tender, "Manman, have you come back?"

"Bo Yunshen, open your eyes, look closely, I am—"

He suddenly bowed his head, a kiss landing on her neck, causing Qin Yan’s body to tremble severely.

A pair of hands skillfully began to unbutton her shirt, his face’s gloom and frost dissolving into gentleness.

Qin Yan felt as if her heart was being torn in half, he mistook her for Lin Man, still believing she was Lin Man...

Tears drenched her lashes, and before his lips could land again, Qin Yan, summoning strength from somewhere, turned her head and pushed the man off her!

Bo Yunshen groaned, but Qin Yan couldn’t bother to check if he was hurt, instead she frantically jumped off the bed and rushed to the bathroom, where she finally let her tears flow freely, sobbing aloud.

In the mirror, her hair was disheveled, her clothing disarrayed, tears clinging to her lashes, heavy, pressing on Qin Yan’s chest, unbearably painful.

Qin Yan turned on the shower, water sprinkled over her face, no longer distinguishing which droplets fell from her eyes.