The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 43 What Are You Pretending for While Lying on the Ground?!

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 What Are You Pretending for While Lying on the Ground?!

As Bo Yunshen left Hai Wan Xiang Xie, he drove toward the Night Club at full speed.

He floored the accelerator, and his cold laugh suddenly echoed through the silent car. The celebration party had been just yesterday, and tonight the Night Club was closed. It must be tough for Qin Yan in there tonight!

The darkness of the night spread, but Bo Yunshen’s lips were the only thing that bloomed dazzlingly amid the night’s glamour, their coldness overwhelming.

Exactly as Bo Yunshen had predicted, Qin Yan huddled in the Night Club’s bathroom, her body rigid with cold, her empty stomach convulsing in pain.

More than twenty hours without a drop of water, coupled with a night on the cold floor, had turned Qin Yan’s lips pale, and her body was so cold it was stiff. It might have been the height of summer, but someone had cruelly set the bathroom’s air conditioning to extremely low and left it blowing for a whole day and night.

The bathroom was pitch black, resembling the eerie moments in horror movies when ghosts emerge. Hungry, cold, and frightened, tears involuntarily welled up in Qin Yan’s eyes.

Qin Yan’s body shivered, and she no longer had the strength to call out.

She had never felt such despair in her heart, worrying about Yinyin and what would happen if the little one got lost.

Qin Yan’s breath grew weaker and her eyelids heavier until, in her hazy consciousness, she suddenly saw the bathroom door pushed open from the outside, and light rushed in, competing to fill the space.

Bo Yunshen’s exceedingly handsome face became clearer and clearer.

The moment seemed to meld with one from eleven years ago when he had opened the rooftop door of the school and, like a Heavenly God, walked slowly towards her.

A layer of tears clouded Qin Yan’s eyes.

This must just be her illusion, right?

Qin Yan couldn’t hold on any longer, her vision darkened, and she plunged into darkness.

Before she completely lost consciousness, Qin Yan ironically chuckled to herself in her mind.

Her downfall was because of Bo Yunshen. He detested her so much, to the very core—how could he possibly come to rescue her in the dead of night?

Because of the incident three years ago, Bo Yunshen wished she were dead. Rescue her? She must be delirious...

He was no longer the Bo Yunshen of eleven years ago! Not the one who loved her deeply!

If he knew she was locked in such a place, pitch-dark and without food or water, he’d probably clap his hands in delight, wouldn’t he?

Qin Yan was filled with mixed emotions, feeling both sour and aching in her heart as if it were torn apart, the pain rippling through her body with a chill.

Bo Yunshen hadn’t expected that upon finally making his way into the Night Club, the first sight that greeted him would be Qin Yan’s pitiful state as she collapsed onto the floor!

His lips twisted, and a glint of mockery briefly crossed his face.

Wow, wasn’t Qin Yan always so competent? Look at her now!

At the opening ceremony, dealing with Tang Tian’s scandal, she had been so quick on her feet. But when it came to her own misfortune, she was utterly helpless?

He crouched down halfway, extended his well-defined hand, and prodded Qin Yan’s body a few times: "Qin Yan? Are you dead?"

Qin Yan remained unresponsive, her complexion even whiter.

Bo Yunshen had just touched Qin Yan’s skin, which was naturally burning hot, and he narrowed his eyes, thinking, so Qin Yan had a fever?

Glancing sideways, he noticed that the bathroom’s air conditioner had not been turned off and had been maliciously set to sixteen degrees, while Qin Yan was only wearing a thin T-shirt.

No wonder she was sick after being here for so long!

Qin Yan was always decisive and efficient in whatever she did. This was the first time Bo Yunshen had seen her looking so frail, and he instinctively furrowed his brow.

A scarcely detectable ripple of concern flickered across his handsome, indifferent face.

Qin Yan, when scheming against others, was always meticulous—had she never considered that one day she herself might be outwitted?

Bo Yunshen guessed that when Qin Yan first entered the restroom, she must not have taken Tang Tian seriously. Otherwise, with Tang Tian’s crude tactics, how could she have fallen into a trap?

He scoffed, reached down, and yanked Qin Yan up from the ground, his voice icy as he confronted her, "Director Qin? Mrs. Bo? I thought you were so formidable? Stand up! What are you playing dead on the ground for?"

After ranting for a bit, Qin Yan still didn’t respond.

Damn it!

Bo Yunshen cursed under his breath, then hoisted her up onto his shoulder and strode out of the Night Club.

Qin Yan was very light, hardly weighing anything on his shoulder.

When Bo Yunshen dumped Qin Yan into the back seat of his car, his eyes darkened with a gloomy shade.

He had originally come to get Qin Yan to take home that little nuisance from his house. How had he managed to get himself involved in such a big mess?

This damn woman, Qin Yan—her existence seemed like it was meant to be his curse!

A pain throbbed in his brow, and Bo Yunshen pinched it.

Pretty much everyone at the company knew about Qin Yan by now, and if it weren’t for the fear that the scandal would hit the headlines of the entertainment newspapers after the Night Club opened tomorrow, tarnishing Bo Group, Bo Yunshen wouldn’t have bothered with this visit.

After all, Qin Yan was the marketing director of Bo Group, his wife in name.

Yes! Everything he was doing was for the company!

After taking Qin Yan to the hospital, Bo Yunshen intended to leave, but the doctor insisted he stay to watch over her IV drip.

He sat down irritably beside the hospital bed. Guarding a woman he disliked was a significant challenge for him.

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Qin Yan felt soft all over, her head so heavy she couldn’t lift it. In a haze, a streak of white light shot into her brow.

Her brow throbbed dully, uncomfortable amidst her erratic breathing. She couldn’t distinguish between the past and the present, sinking deeply into a boundless dream.

Eleven years ago, in the same summer, Qin Yan was sleeping in her dormitory late into the night when suddenly someone kicked the door open from the outside.

It was a classmate of hers.

"Qin Yan, the teacher said that city officials are coming for an inspection tomorrow. They want you to go to the teaching building and check our class’s hygiene."

Qin Yan didn’t think too hard about it; the teacher took the inspection from the city seriously, hoping it would bring recognition.

She changed clothes, took a flashlight, and left the dormitory. It was muggy outside, and few people were on the streets. The path was eerily quiet, and there were hardly any people in the teaching building. After finishing her inspection, Qin Yan was stopped at the top of the staircase.

The person who stopped her was a female classmate, memorable to Qin Yan because her face was even more delicate than rose petals.

Moreover, she was one of the many admirers of Bo Yunshen.

Shen Rouran.

The goddess in the hearts of male students at University A, the long-revered campus belle!

Her daytime gentleness was gone from her face as she spoke to Qin Yan with an icy tone, "Qin Yan, if you’re smart, break up with Yunshen."

Qin Yan didn’t speak. Shen Rouran added, "If you’re not smart, then I won’t hesitate to teach you a lesson!"

Qin Yan’s eyebrows furrowed.

Shen Rouran shouted at her again, "Qin Yan! Do you understand me?!"