The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 302: Daddy, Am I Going to Be a Big Sister?

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Daddy, Am I Going to Be a Big Sister?

She wore pajamas adorned with little bears, looking at him timidly, her lips pressed tightly together, as adorable as a small hamster.

"What are you standing here for?"

Bo Yunshen’s voice turned icy, and Qin Yinyin took a step back. "Dad, this room is so beautiful. I’ve never seen such a pretty room before!"

She pulled out a well-behaved, sweet smile. "Dad, I’m just looking. I won’t go inside. Please don’t be mad!"

Bo Yunshen’s gaze turned inscrutable.

Qin Yinyin stared at him longingly. Bo Yunshen couldn’t hold back first: "If you want to go in, just go in. Do I seem so petty that I wouldn’t even let you inside a room?"

Qin Yinyin shook her fluffy little head. "Mom says the room is for the younger siblings."

"Mom is afraid I’d play rough and break my little siblings’ toys."

After saying that, she looked at Bo Yunshen expectantly. "Dad, am I going to be a big sister?"

Bo Yunshen found it absurd—be a big sister?

To whose siblings?

Qin Yinyin might want a little sister, but that would require Qin Yan to give birth to one for her!

As his thoughts wandered, Bo Yunshen’s body suddenly grew warm, and visions of Qin Yan’s exquisite figure flashed in his mind.

Damn it!

Bo Yunshen cursed softly and bent down, picking up Qin Yinyin and placing her on the princess bed. "You’ll sleep here tonight."

As he spoke, Bo Yunshen glanced around, his face darkened. "You can play with these things, but don’t tear up pictures like you did the first time you came here!"

Qin Yinyin hugged the stuffed toy Bo Yunshen had shoved into her arms, her eyes pure. "Dad, is it that I can’t tear pictures, or that I can’t tear Aunt Lin Man’s pictures?"

Bo Yunshen paused at the question.

Qin Yinyin’s questions were always technically challenging.

He inexplicably felt guilty. "Don’t tear any pictures!"

"This is my house. Everything here is mine. If you deliberately act out again, I’ll hand you over to the police officers!"

Qin Yinyin looked a little scared and hurriedly nodded her head.

After calming Qin Yinyin down, Bo Yunshen left the children’s room.

By chance, Qin Yan had just finished washing laundry and was heading upstairs. When she saw him, her steps halted, standing on the staircase, her snow-white calves stepping on the deep red steps—a striking visual contrast.

Especially so, as Qin Yan’s skin was as white as snow.

Bo Yunshen’s throat tightened as his gaze on Qin Yan grew inexplicably heated.

Qin Yan instinctively tugged at the hem of her nightgown and said softly, "Yunshen, Yinyin isn’t downstairs. Did she sneak upstairs?"

Bo Yunshen’s eyes flickered. Was Qin Yan’s intention behind her words to imply that she planned to spend the night downstairs with Qin Yinyin?

Whenever they were alone, Qin Yan would shrink like a tortoise retreating into its shell. Who was she guarding against?

A pervert? A molester?

Bo Yunshen leaned slightly and grabbed Qin Yan’s wrist, roughly pulling her upstairs.

At the end of the second-floor hallway, there was a floor-to-ceiling window covered by curtains. Bo Yunshen pulled open one layer, showing it to Qin Yan.

Outside, it was pitch black, and parked at Hai Wan Xiang Xie’s gate was a car.

"Director Qin, the reporters summoned were sent by you. Are you honestly expecting me to deal with them myself?"

Qin Yan froze.

Bo Yunshen’s words seemed to drip with venom: "Was it intentional? Having people follow us to create opportunities to be alone with me?"

"What’s the matter? Are the men you’re chasing not enough to satisfy Director Qin’s appetite?"

The two were standing close. As Bo Yunshen spoke, his shallow breaths spilled across the side of Qin Yan’s neck, making her shiver beyond her control.

She turned her head to stare into his dark pupils and asked, "What do you intend to do?"

Bo Yunshen dropped the curtain and dragged Qin Yan back into the master bedroom, tossing her onto the large bed.

The softness of the mattress didn’t hurt her when she landed, but just as she tried to stand, Bo Yunshen’s strong figure loomed over her, pinning her heavily back down.

"Mr. Bo..."

Qin Yan struggled as Bo Yunshen pressed her shoulder with one hand, pinning her firmly beneath him.

"Tonight, you’ll sleep here obediently!"

Due to the forceful movements, a strand of Qin Yan’s hair became disheveled, making the scar on her right cheek even more pronounced.

A raw and vivid beauty.

Qin Yan gave up her resistance and took a deep breath, speaking softly, "Fine."

"But can you get off me first? You’re making it hard for me to breathe."

Bo Yunshen pulled her closer, holding her tightly as he blinked his long, narrow eyes, devouring a large portion of his cold demeanor.

Qin Yan’s charming face flushed a deep red at the uncomfortable posture, and she instinctively shifted slightly.

In the summer, with both wearing light clothing, Qin Yan’s movement caused Bo Yunshen to faintly perceive her body’s fragrance.

His body suddenly stiffened.

He gripped her waist with one hand. His gaze shattered into an oceanic depth, locking directly onto Qin Yan’s eyes.

Clenching his teeth, he growled, "Qin Yan, are you sleeping or not?!"

Qin Yan’s lips parted slightly. "I need to go find Yinyin. I’m worried about her."

Bo Yunshen chuckled coldly. "She’s fine. You’d better worry about yourself!"

After speaking, he abruptly bent down, his shallow breaths stealing Qin Yan’s air completely.

Qin Yan gasped in surprise just as the man’s tongue parted her teeth, invading as though declaring conquest and taking plunder.

Qin Yan clutched tightly at Bo Yunshen’s shirt collar, her mind blank. Out of nowhere, why did Bo Yunshen kiss her?

She turned her head away, evading Bo Yunshen’s deep kiss, and caught her breath.

"Mr. Bo, please respect yourself!"

Bo Yunshen’s face flashed with a hint of mockery at her words. He reached out, hooking the thin fabric of Qin Yan’s clothes, his voice raspy:

"Respect myself? Director Qin, dressed like this, isn’t it just to tempt me? That talk of respect!"

Qin Yan covered her chest, her face paling slightly. She hadn’t intended to tempt Bo Yunshen at all. She’d planned to stay on the first floor the whole time.

It was Bo Yunshen who’d dragged her forcibly upstairs, touchy and aggressive!

"Bo Yunshen, I’m not that cheap!"

Her cheeks were still swollen, but her autumn-water-like eyes now carried a faint allure, tainted by his kiss.

Bo Yunshen licked his lips, choosing not to press further. Instead, his voice lowered as he said:

"Director Qin, your precious daughter just asked me if she’ll be a big sister soon."

Qin Yan’s pupils contracted. The man’s scorching hands remained gripping her waist, nearly melting her whole.

"Such a profound question—I doubt a three-year-old could come up with it!"

"Director Qin, aren’t you using your daughter to imply something to me?"

As he finished speaking, Bo Yunshen’s large hands grasped the cotton dress Qin Yan was wearing and abruptly tore it open.

Her skin chilled instantly. Having just bathed, Qin Yan wasn’t wearing any underwear. The moment Bo Yunshen made his move, Qin Yan instinctively wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, keeping him from looking.

The gesture inevitably pressed their bodies together, leaving no space between them.

Bo Yunshen’s brow twitched as he propped himself up beside her ear, swallowing the comment, "I’ll make it happen for you," replacing it with a raised brow and a devilish tone: "So eager for this?"