The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 131: Isn’t Director Qin Going to Explain the Video Incident?

Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Isn’t Director Qin Going to Explain the Video Incident?

Bo Yunshen’s face turned an ashen blue as the agony along his spine intensified, almost consuming all his senses.

He took his seat behind his desk, his expression hidden in the dimness, with the indoor light casting his world into two separate realms.

Ten minutes later, a knock came at the CEO’s office door.

Bo Yunshen pinched a cigarette between his fingers, the pale blue smoke rising in wisps from between them, blurring all expressions on his face.

Guessing it was Qin Yan, Bo Yunshen didn’t speak up, showing no intention to invite her in.

But in less than thirty seconds, the office door was pushed open from the outside.

Through the thick white smoke, Bo Yunshen watched Qin Yan’s face emerge, shrouded with a touch of haziness.

She creased her brows, no windows open in the room, the heavy tobacco stench pressing against her nostrils, Qin Yan choked slightly and strode to the window, pulling it open.

The air outside was dry and hot, with no breeze, and the situation indoors improved slowly, the smell remaining pungently intense.

Qin Yan’s delicate lashes fluttered as she lowered her voice and said, "Yunshen, smoking is bad for your health."

She had spoken, but her words did not address what Bo Yunshen wanted to know; instead, she pointed out a well-known fact.

Bo Yunshen’s eyelids flickered, his gaze thin and chilly, landing on Qin Yan, the season’s inherent heat within him dissipated in an instant.

Bo Yunshen took a drag on his cigarette and stubbed it out in the ashtray, already layered with cigarette butts, looking quite alarming.

In just ten minutes, had he really smoked over a dozen cigarettes?

Qin Yan’s thoughts wandered for a moment, then Bo Yunshen exhaled a puff of smoke and quickly shifted his hawkish gaze upon her, eyes piercing, slowly crawling over her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

His lips parted slightly, every word he uttered carried a chill:

"Isn’t Director Qin going to explain the video incident to me?"

Qin Yan’s lips were tightly sealed, not a word escaped.

Her attitude enraged Bo Yunshen, his voice thundering down with tremendous force:

"How did you get the video?!"

The smell of smoke in the air had thinned a bit, Qin Yan walked towards Bo Yunshen, speaking as she did, "I had Xiangxiang help me take the video."

"Ha!"

Bo Yunshen let out a cold laugh.

Qin Yan’s words were brazen indeed!

Seeing his anger, Qin Yan glanced in his direction; he sat behind his computer, his handsome face bathed in a faint blue glow.

He was as stunningly handsome as ever, with thin lips, sharp brows, piercing eyes, and a white shirt that he wore with his unique flair.

Despite his anger, he still appeared calm, his figure casting a cold shadow in the indoor light.

"Yunshen, this is for the best, for both you and me."

Bo Yunshen tapped hard on the desk, his tone growing colder, "You’re scheming against me!"

Qin Yan treated him like a fool to be toyed with, repeatedly admonishing him before she left not to escalate the situation, to apologize to Mrs. Yue.

He took her at her word, not realizing that Qin Yan had other plans in mind!

Qin Yan’s deceptive tactics were more sophisticated than ever!

Bo Yunshen suddenly recalled those online who had watched the video and those netizens who had envied their relationship.

Bo Yunshen’s eyes let slip a thread of cold light.

At this point, he could only lament, realizing he wasn’t the only one who had been kept in the dark.

Qin Yan could, Qin Yan was really something!

But at this critical juncture, Qin Yan still spoke with conviction:

"If you weren’t goaded by Mrs. Yue, you never would have considered acquiring HG Construction for me and Yinyin!"

Bo Yunshen heard the grievances in Qin Yan’s words, but when he met her gaze, he saw no trace of suffering in her eyes.

"Mr. Bo has always been the kind to spend a fortune on a whim for anyone, even out of spite! Right? But Yinyin and I were always excluded."

As Qin Yan spoke, her heart gave a fierce sting.

This situation was nothing short of ironic, though merely a namesake, she was still rightfully Bo Yunshen’s wife.

Would an ordinary couple need to go through such lengths to deal with school admissions for their child or to address a wife-abuse scandal?

"Are you blaming me?"

Bo Yunshen’s brows furrowed, creating a deep crevice.

She was the one who insisted on marrying into the Bo Family, without any coercion from others, fully aware he didn’t love her, and yet she went ahead single-mindedly, and now she felt aggrieved?

"What right do you have to feel aggrieved in front of me? Qin Yan, this situation today is of your own making, and you have only yourself to blame!"

When Bo Yunshen spoke, it seemed like he always knew how to hit where it hurt most; his words, each carrying a sharp knife, stabbed mercilessly into her chest.

Qin Yan’s complexion turned pale, as she licked her lips and brushed back her hair, attempting to hide her discomfiture.

"Yes, say what you will, Yunshen, I have other matters..."

She calmly accepted the tempest he threw at her, even managing to ignore the fury on Bo Yunshen’s face, her tone hinting she was ready to leave.

The anger in Bo Yunshen’s eyes frosted over; he couldn’t stand being played by others, even less so by Qin Yan!

She had caused enough damage, and now she wanted to escape unscathed, as if he were so easily bullied?

He cleared his throat, interrupting Qin Yan and flinging the documents in front of her with a cold and vaguely mocking smile:

"Director Qin, HG Construction is nothing but a worthless shell, and your scheming has cost me two hundred million! Two hundred million gone just like that! And you have nothing to say for it?"

Qin Yan lowered her head, and as the sun shone through the window, her eyelashes were coated in a golden glow.

Through the floating dust in the air, Qin Yan’s gaze landed on the document.

The detailed ledger for acquiring HG Construction was succinct to the point of transparency, a total sum of two hundred and thirty million easily discernible at a glance.

Bo Yunshen had even omitted a significantly large figure.

Qin Yan quickly scanned it and then lifted her head, her eyes locking with Bo Yunshen’s as if plunging into a boundless deep sea.

Waves surged, vast and imposing.

He shifted his hand, lighting another cigarette. The flickering at his fingertips, erratic as the emotions on his face, wasn’t clear cut.

Qin Yan’s finger pressed on the ledger, then released, she said:

"The market has just opened, the public opinion has completely shifted, Bo Group’s stock hit the daily limit, that’s a gain of 11.4 billion back and forth. Such simple math, I trust I don’t need to spell it out for Mr. Bo."

The fingers that Bo Yunshen had been using to hold his cigarette suddenly tensed, and a smoke he’d just started broke off at his fingertips.