The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 258 The Root of Dad’s Anger is Yunshen

Chapter 258: Chapter 258 The Root of Dad’s Anger is Yunshen

Mrs. Bo, sitting beside Bo Yunshen, let out a piercing scream and suddenly rose from her seat.

The chair scraping against the floor emitted a screeching noise.

"Blood, Sister Li, call the doctor..."

"I’d like to see who dares to move!"

Bo Yuanshan bellowed, and the atmosphere in the living room became tense.

"You beast, how could you let Yanyan associate with that drinking party!"

"Because of you, this insubordinate, how many people have pointed at our family’s backbone over the years?"

Furious, he grabbed a plate from the table and hurled it towards Bo Yunshen:

"I’ll kill you, you beast!"

The tension was about to explode.

Qin Yan was frightened, especially when the broken pieces of porcelain shattered at her feet, she suddenly came back to her senses.

Half a second later, Qin Yinyin suddenly began to cry.

"Dad..."

Another dish flew past, and Bo Yunshen, sitting there, showed no intent to move; Qin Yan, on reflex, reached out to block it.

A sharp pain shot through the bones in her right hand, making Qin Yan gasp in pain.

Bo Yuanshan, seeing that he had hit Qin Yan by mistake, had a change of expression and stopped his movement.

"Yanyan?"

"Dad, it was my decision to discuss the contract with Mr. Lin."

"Besides, Yunshen didn’t neglect me."

"If it weren’t for Yunshen yesterday, Yinyin might have been lost again, my phone was turned off, Yunshen couldn’t find me, so he went to Night Club."

Bo Yuanshan’s expression changed as variedly as a color palette.

Qin Yan’s hand hurt; she moved it slightly and couldn’t even pick up chopsticks.

Qin Yan blinked and her lips quivered, "Dad, Yunshen is at fault, but he’s not entirely to blame."

"You’re not well, don’t always get so angry over small things."

Qin Yan’s face was pale, and Bo Yunshen, glancing down, saw her hands, trembling severely.

He was initially stunned.

Qin Yan injured?

The thought barely surfaced before Bo Yunshen squashed it at his heart.

No, no, no, this could be just Qin Yan’s ploy.

The old man threw a plate at him; if it had hit his head, he wouldn’t have flinched; why should Qin Yan tremble?

Was she using her supposed kindness to trick him?

If she really wanted to stop the old man, she would have intervened as soon as he made his move.

The corners of Bo Yunshen’s mouth curved up; he reached up and touched his forehead, the blood tinting his pale fingertips.

He sat in the chair, his gaze deep.

The wounds on his face didn’t look disheveled but added an enigmatic beauty to Bo Yunshen.

"Director Qin sure knows how to perform!"

"Do you think it’s okay to come here wanting to see Dad hit me, intervening for what? Wouldn’t it be better to let him kill me and vent your anger?"

Bo Yuanshan’s face, which had eased slightly, turned sour again.

"Yunshen, shut up!"

Mrs. Bo was also angered; had she not been worried about Bo Yunshen getting seriously hurt, she would have been inclined to join Bo Yuanshan in the fray!

What kind of a blockhead had she borne?

He couldn’t take a hint; Bo Yuanshan was furious, and here he was provoking further!

Bo Yunshen wanted to speak again, but Qin Yan reached out with her left hand and grabbed the hem of his shirt.

"Yunshen, my hand hurts a lot, take me to the hospital."

Bo Yunshen’s expression shifted.

Qin Yan was ordering him around, quite adeptly at that!

He might as well start calling Qin Yan ’Mr. Qin’ from now on!

A mocking smile played across his face.

"Mountains crumble and there’s never an issue with Director Qin, now you’re suddenly delicate?"

"Director Qin, are you putting on a show for my dad?"

Qin Yan’s voice broke off.

She glanced indifferently at Bo Yunshen.

"I won’t go to the hospital, and you don’t have to pretend in front of my parents. I don’t owe you any affection!"

"Qin Yan, I advise you to quit fussing!"

The living room was in utter chaos, Jiang Xue’s mouth curled in amusement, enjoying the drama unfolding.

Bo Yuanshan trembled with rage, "Bo Yunshen, you... you go kneel in the study!"

"Get out!"

"Get out right now!"

Bo Yunshen’s mouth twitched as he stood up from the chair.

The blood on his head pained Mrs. Bo to see.

"Yuanshan, Yunshen is injured, and there’s still blood flowing from his forehead. Should I call a doctor to check on him and Yanyan?"

At these words, Bo Yuanshan’s expression grew even darker.

"Mrs. Zhang, call the doctor for Yanyan’s hand!"

Bo Yuanshan ground his teeth, angrily saying, "As for that beast, nobody is allowed to tend to him without my permission!"

"Heartless thing, it’s better not to bother calling the doctor and let him think I’m being falsely kind!"

Bo Yuanshan nearly smashed the dinner table, and as soon as he finished speaking, he turned and went upstairs.

With only a few people left in the living room, Jiang Xue saw no more entertainment, worried about provoking Qin Yan’s misfortune, and as soon as Bo Yuanshan left, she snuck away.

The study door was wide open, and Bo Yunshen, with his back straight, knelt on the floor, casting an afterimage in Qin Yinyin’s eyes.

She reached out her chubby hand and wiped the undried tears off her face.

"Mommy, why does daddy always argue with grandpa?"

Qin Yan remained silent.

"Mommy, daddy was so fierce just now, Yinyin doesn’t like it."

She took a step towards Qin Yan.

Only three years old, Qin Yinyin’s eyes were misty, making her look quite pitiful.

"Mommy, does your hand still hurt?"

Qin Yan felt a tug at her heartstrings and softened.

"Yinyin will blow on mommy’s hand, and then it won’t hurt anymore."

Qin Yinyin obediently leaned in, her fuzzy little head against Qin Yan’s hand, blowing until her cheeks hurt before sitting back up.

"Thank you, Yinyin. Mommy’s hand doesn’t hurt anymore."

Qin Yinyin’s eyes shone, but her spirits were low, "Mommy, I don’t like grandpa’s house. I want to go home."

"Mommy, when can we go back?"

Ripples appeared in Qin Yan’s eyes.

She knew Qin Yinyin was young and hadn’t visited the Bo Mansion often, but each visit inevitably ended with Bo Yuanshan’s temper flare-up, which made her so averse to this place.

"We can’t go back yet."

"Be a good girl."

Qin Yinyin pursed her lips, looking like she wanted to speak but didn’t.

Qin Yan saw her glancing towards the study from time to time and knew Qin Yinyin was worried about Bo Yunshen.

The doctor arrived quickly. Qin Yan’s hand truly hurt, but after examining her wrist, the doctor left behind an ointment to promote blood circulation and reduce bruising.

Seeing this, Mrs. Bo’s eyes reddened.

Qin Yan’s hand was fine, and at least Bo Yuanshan was willing to call a doctor for her. But Bo Yunshen had blood on his head, and Bo Yuanshan wouldn’t even allow a doctor to look at him, nor would he agree to let them in to dress the wound!

The doctor came quickly and left just as fast.

As soon as he was gone, Mrs. Bo grabbed the medicine and thrust it into Qin Yan’s hands.

"Qin Yan, Yunshen has a head wound. Go check on him!"

"You don’t want anything bad to happen to him, right?"

Qin Yan didn’t take it, saying, "Mom, you know the source of dad’s anger is Yunshen."