The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 178: She Has So Many Guests in Her Tent

Chapter 178: Chapter 178: She Has So Many Guests in Her Tent

Bo Yunshen lifted the torn fabric on Qin Yan’s body to reveal a crevice, her originally snow-white skin adorned with large patches of red plum blossoms, causing his breath to momentarily hitch.

Below her waist, a patch of skin was rubbed raw, about the size of a palm, with wounds of varying depths, and there was blood seeping from her shoulder blade area.

Bo Yunshen pinched the clean cloth prepared by Old Zhang, finishing the cleaning and disinfection of the wounds on her upper body, revealing the woman’s true skin—smooth skin marred by wounds both deep and shallow, densely covering her skin.

Even while unconscious, Qin Yan’s brows were tightly knit, evidently in real pain...

Bo Yunshen’s gaze seemed empty. Was he now feeling heartache for Qin Yan?

He quickly shook his head, wanting to dispel the unrealistic thoughts from his mind.

No, it must be because Qin Yan’s injury was inextricably linked to him, which caused this illusion.

The woman he loved was Manman. How could he be feeling heartache for another woman?

Bo Yunshen’s gaze lowered, his eyes hidden in the moist black hair, gradually becoming indiscernible.

Qin Yan’s injuries were severe, and after cleaning her upper body, Bo Yunshen’s breathing became heavier.

Men are creatures ruled by their lower bodies, and even the most accomplished men cannot escape this fate.

Qin Yan was beautiful, every inch of her skin capable of stirring the most secret desires within a man’s heart.

Bo Yunshen was also a man.

He struggled to control his thoughts, pulling down Qin Yan’s skirt.

He thought that focusing on Qin Yan’s legs would dispel the fanciful ideas in his mind.

But Qin Yan’s legs were long and straight, slender and snow-white; her leg shape was perfect. Bo Yunshen suddenly remembered the touch he felt last night in the hospital...

Soft and delicate.

Bo Yunshen’s head buzzed, and the hand initially holding a cotton swab for disinfection suddenly changed.

Initially pinching an alcohol cotton ball to wipe Qin Yan’s wounds, it gradually became hands clutching the intact skin of Qin Yan’s legs.

Following that curve, Bo Yunshen’s fingertips traced down to the injured part of Qin Yan’s calf.

The injury tore through the completeness of Qin Yan’s skin, turning blue and purple, ruining the perfection of that leg.

That pain originating from deep within his heart, difficult for Bo Yunshen to ignore, came rushing back.

Bo Yunshen’s gaze darkened, he paused thoughtfully for a moment, then slightly shifted to the hideous scar on Qin Yan’s lower abdomen, immediately, the pain at the tip of his heart was frozen cold.

His lips twisted awkwardly.

He almost forgot what kind of person Qin Yan was!

With so many guests under her skirts, even if there was heartache, how could it be his turn to feel it?

Bo Yunshen’s hand disinfecting Qin Yan suddenly lost its gentleness, and Qin Yan seemed to feel the pain, letting out a muffled groan.

Her voice was very faint, almost negligible, but Bo Yunshen’s body suddenly tensed for a moment.

He licked the corner of his lips, his gaze growing darker.

After dealing with the wounds on Qin Yan’s body, Bo Yunshen, holding clean clothes, paused for a moment and then helped her up from the bed.

The clothes that Old Zhang brought for Qin Yan were the kind of women’s coat that needed buttoning, and dressing an unconscious person was very strenuous.

Bo Yunshen couldn’t help but let Qin Yan lean on him.

His clothes were drenched, and the moment Qin Yan’s body leaned against his, Bo Yunshen felt that intoxicating soft sensation.

Bo Yunshen’s shirt, privately tailored and soft to the touch, clung to his sturdy back. Upon contact with Qin Yan, Bo Yunshen’s mind went blank, briefly feeling the illusion that he was shirtless and embracing Qin Yan.

The sensation of their skin mingling instantly took over Bo Yunshen’s senses, giving him a weird sense of familiarity...

Bo Yunshen hadn’t grasped that familiarity when a roar came from outside the window, "Are you done changing?"

Bo Yunshen shivered and snapped back to reality.

Thinking Old Zhang was about to enter, he instinctively embraced Qin Yan’s body and quickly pulled clothes over her.

There was no movement at the door, and within a minute, Bo Yunshen had managed to put trousers on Qin Yan before saying in a fluster,

"It’s done!"

Old Zhang, while clutching his handmade tobacco pipe, entered into the room which seemingly confirmed his earlier words, "My wife died in a landslide ten years ago; I want to stay here and accompany her!"

He wore a cleaner’s uniform that had been washed to a near-white, carrying a strong smell of cheap tobacco.

Bo Yunshen frowned and, before he could speak, Old Zhang’s pipe had hit Bo Yunshen’s head.

Old Zhang, with a long face and a cold gaze, asked, "Didn’t you just say that you two are fake married?"

"If it’s a fake marriage, helping to change clothes should have been enough; why are you still in her room?"

Bo Yunshen, stunned by Old Zhang’s pipe, was about to get angry when he heard Qin Yan’s name, and the anger building up inside him suddenly halted.

Bo Yunshen pinched the bridge of his nose, clenched his teeth, and kept silent.

Old Zhang glared at Bo Yunshen then surveyed Qin Yan, who was dressed in badly fitted and untidy clothes—clearly a job done without care.

"Is this how you changed her clothes?"

Bo Yunshen glanced at Qin Yan. The rough garments neatly fitted her, not diminishing her elegance and even outlining her beautiful curves, making her appear even more charming.

Isn’t it good enough?

"No wonder she doesn’t want to be with you, changing into clothes like this!"

"What were you doing in the room just now? Did you take advantage of her while she was unconscious?"

A vein on Bo Yunshen’s forehead throbbed.

What a joke, Qin Yan not want to be with him?

Who was it that had schemed so hard to marry him?

Did he take advantage of Qin Yan while she was unconscious?

Bo Yunshen remembered the moment he had changed Qin Yan’s clothes, a flicker of discomfort crossing his face.

On second thought, wasn’t Qin Yan supposed to be madly in love with him? Even if he had done something, it would be granting Qin Yan her wish. She should be grateful to him!

Bo Yunshen lifted his lips and said, "If I really wanted to take advantage of her right now, would I tell you that our marriage is a sham?"

Old Zhang glanced skeptically at Bo Yunshen and said oddly, "Who knows?!"

Although Bo Yunshen had barely spoken to Old Zhang, it didn’t prevent him from sensing his hostility.

He felt it inexplicable, but at the moment, since Qin Yan still needed Old Zhang, Bo Yunshen could only look away, enduring Old Zhang’s scrutinizing gaze with patience.