The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 241: Our Mr. Qin Doesn’t Hold His Liquor Well

Chapter 241: Chapter 241: Our Mr. Qin Doesn’t Hold His Liquor Well

Zhou Ruo, wearing high heels, slipped on the polished floor of the Ritz-Carlton. Pushed by Mr. Lin, she fell to the ground unprepared, gasping from the pain.

Seeing Qin Yan about to be taken away by Mr. Lin, Zhou Ruo hurriedly fumbled for her phone and called Bo Yunshen.

The first time she called, Bo Yunshen didn’t answer and even hung up.

After all, she had just graduated and certainly couldn’t match Xu Lin and Xiao Shen in experience. Hesitating briefly, she dialed a few more times, and the call finally went through.

"Is there something wrong?"

Bo Yunshen’s voice seemed to hold a cube of ice, chilling Zhou Ruo enough to make her shiver in the summer heat.

"Mr. Bo... Mr. Qin is drunk, and Mr. Lin has taken her away!"

Zhou Ruo’s voice was somewhat choked, "Mr. Bo, please come over quickly. Mr. Lin looks lecherous, and I’m worried about Mr. Qin!"

Bo Yunshen: "..."

He didn’t reply a word and straight away cut off the communication.

Qin Yan got drunk in front of an old man?

The credibility of that was seriously low.

Probably, it was another trap set up by Qin Yan herself; he wasn’t going to fall for it.

Emerging from his private room, Bo Yunshen hadn’t left at all. The pain in his back was too severe, especially in the summer. Any minor motion, any sweat could torture his wounds.

He had a doctor come over to treat his wound.

At the time Zhou Ruo called, his upper body was still bare.

Lying on his side on the large bed in the suite, Bo Yunshen turned over and glanced at the time.

His mind uncontrollably replayed Zhou Ruo’s call, and he scoffed internally:

Where did Xu Lin find such a naive sweet secretary for him? To believe Qin Yan that easily?

Would a woman like that let herself be easily preyed upon?

Even if it wasn’t an act by Qin Yan?

Hadn’t she admitted herself just this morning that she had countless such close associations?

What difference would one more make?

If Qin Yan ended up sleeping with someone, that was her own doing. How was it his concern?

If he really went there, he might even ruin Director Qin’s good fortune!

The room was dimly lit, curtains tightly shut, not a single ray of light penetrating.

Bo Yunshen’s gaze grew even more unfathomable and obscure.

Approximately half a minute later, the man suddenly sat up from the bed, grabbed the shirt he had thrown at the head of the bed, pulled it over himself, buttoning up as he went downstairs.

His steps were firm as he opened the door and approached the elevator.

He didn’t care about Qin Yan!

But other members of the Bo family did care!

Moreover, now Qin Yan was flaunting her charms publicly with a rogue, even trying to cuckold him under his nose?

How could Qin Yan not shoot for the moon?

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Ruo steadied herself off the floor and chased in the direction Mr. Lin and Qin Yan had left.

She caught up and held Qin Yan’s other hand, her voice trembling, "Mr... Mr. Lin, our Mr. Qin doesn’t hold her liquor well..."

Mr. Lin reached out to push Zhou Ruo again, tearing off the mask on his face, revealing his ferocious true features:

"Do you believe that with just one sentence, I could get Bo Yunshen to fire you!"

"What do you think you are, daring to ruin my plans!?"

Zhou Ruo dodged, gathering all the curses she had never endured in her lifetime all in one day.

Mr. Lin, holding Qin Yan, rushed across the lobby heading for the stairs as his secretary, who knew the ropes, had already booked a room for him at the Ritz-Carlton.

He had long coveted Qin Yan’s beauty, and even though he was seasoned in the entertainment industry, he was impressed the first time he saw her.

But she was the marketing director of the Bo Group, and he had never found the right opportunity!

Finally meeting Qin Yan today, he found that she was not easily influenced!

If he missed this chance, he would not consider himself a man!

Mr. Lin, supporting Qin Yan, inadvertently allowed a sleazy expression to spill over his face, his gaze transfixed on her and unable to move away.

"Director Qin, don’t rush, I’ll take you up right now, nobody will interrupt our good time!"

Mr. Lin, impatient, almost carried Qin Yan upstairs.

But there were still people in the first-floor lobby of the Ritz-Carlton, so he dared not be too obvious.

Instead, Zhou Ruo behind him turned pale upon hearing his words.

Mr. Lin, oblivious, practically flew to the elevator, "Oh my dear, we’re almost there, brother will take care of you..."

He reached for the elevator button, but a sudden weight landed on his shoulder, Mr. Lin’s face darkened instantly, he didn’t have time to turn around, a strong force pulled him away fiercely.

Being heavily drunk, he fell to the floor, landing on his buttocks, pain changing his expression as he cursed out loud,

"Your grandfather... Mr. Bo?"

Mr. Lin’s eyes flickered with guilt, Bo Yunshen’s hand was hooked around Qin Yan, not even glancing elsewhere.

Mr. Lin, emboldened by alcohol, tried to stand using the wall but fell again.

In the Ritz-Carlton’s lobby, with people passing by, he sat shamelessly on the floor, burping.

"Mr. Bo, you have misunderstood. I just saw that Director Qin was drunk, and I wanted to help take care of her."

He spoke with a smile, shamelessly pointing at Zhou Ruo, "If you don’t believe me, ask your secretary. I was about to take Director Qin back!"

A shadow swiftly crossed Bo Yunshen’s narrow eyes.

"My wife, to be cared for by another man?"

Did Mr. Lin think he was blind, not seeing his eagerness to embrace Qin Yan and head upstairs?

Was the first-floor private room inside, and the Ritz-Carlton’s main entrance behind him, did Qin Yan not recognize the door, or was Mr. Lin blind drunk?

A nameless rage surged in his chest; his grip on Qin Yan’s arm tightened.

Wasn’t Qin Yan supposed to be smart? Didn’t she always come up with solutions when facing difficulties?

What happened this time?

Falling for Lin Zhen, purposefully getting drunk, delivering herself to a man’s doorstep?

He glanced down at Lin Zhen, whose forehead was sparse with hair, his face greasy and portly, repulsive even to another man!

Qin Yan was really blind!

Bo Yunshen, uninterested in talking further with Mr. Lin, half-carried Qin Yan and turned around. As he passed Mr. Lin, his polished leather shoe kicked Mr. Lin’s shin.

Pain forced a cold sweat on Mr. Lin’s face.

Already troubled by Bo Yunshen ruining his plans, and now having been kicked by him too.

Emboldened by alcohol, his temper suddenly flared.

"Bo Yunshen, don’t push your luck! Don’t think that I, Lin Zhen, am afraid of you in Tong City! I admit it, I fancied your wife and I planned to take her upstairs, the room is already booked!"