The Cold-hearted CEO's Unwanted Bride
Chapter 434 Lin Man and Mrs. Bo Fell into the Water at the Same Time

Chapter 434: Chapter 434 Lin Man and Mrs. Bo Fell into the Water at the Same Time

Shen Chun cautiously glanced at Bo Yunshen.

Shen Rouran was his cousin, and they were the same age, equally irresponsible, attending the same school. She had a crush on Bo Yunshen since childhood.

"Mr. Bo, don’t you remember? Eleven years ago, Rouran was sent abroad because you said you didn’t want to see her in front of you, so my uncle..." Shen Chun looked at the dazed expression on Bo Yunshen’s face and continued, "Even now, if you don’t speak up, my family doesn’t dare let Rouran return to the country."

"And what else?"

"And what else?" Shen Chun pondered carefully, and then chuckled bitterly, "Mr. Bo, even if you gave me ten thousand guts, I wouldn’t dare to inquire about your love story with Mrs. Bo!"

Bo Yunshen gave Shen Chun a sidelong glance.

The latter shuddered and said softly, "You and Mrs. Bo didn’t date for long. Later, you were with Lin Man, and both of you left the school. Qin Yan also disappeared. I saw her again three years later, on a cruise ship... Oh, you and Lin Man were there too. I remember clearly, Lin Man and Mrs. Bo both fell into the water simultaneously."

Bo Yunshen had a somewhat blurry impression of this part.

It had been eight years ago. He jumped into the water to save Lin Man, without caring about anyone else.

What? It turned out that back then, Qin Yan was already trying to get close to him?

She couldn’t accept the breakup, so she chased after him?

Bo Yunshen felt a blockage in his heart. His judgment was really poor, to have seriously fancied a woman like Qin Yan!

He even did something like sending another woman abroad for eleven years!

Did Qin Yan deceive him into doing that? Did she see herself as a femme fatale? Even if she did, he wasn’t a foolish king!

Bo Yunshen bit his lower lip, his eyes cold, staring at Shen Chun.

Shen Chun felt great pressure. He hesitated and was reluctant to speak, but Bo Yunshen clearly hadn’t heard enough: "On the cruise ship, Mrs. Bo and Miss Lin had a conversation for a while."

"Later, Qin Yan left the cruise, seemingly sent off by Lin Man," Shen Chun said softly. "At that time, I was lusting over Mrs. Bo’s beauty... her charm..."

Bo Yunshen’s dark eyes moved over again, and Shen Chun was startled.

He swallowed nervously and continued, "Mr. Bo, I really didn’t do anything to her. You have no idea; at that time Mrs. Bo went mad, walking back all the way to school from the pier, with the soles of her feet worn out."

"She went to the school rooftop, laughing and crying. I thought she was going to jump, but instead, she took out a bunch of photos from her bag and burned them on the rooftop."

The situation back then was bizarre, and even now, thinking about it makes Shen Chun shiver.

No matter how heavy his lust was, it was overcome by the fear Qin Yan instilled in him.

"That’s all I know, and about the events eight years ago, I have a witness, Old Lai, my buddy. We followed Mrs. Bo back to the school..."

By that time, they had already graduated for three years.

Qin Yan came back, and Shen Chun initially intended to take advantage of the situation, driving after Qin Yan all the way, intending to offer a little "warmth" when she was exhausted, to steal her heart.

Who would’ve known, he would witness that scene.

Terrified by Qin Yan, he couldn’t get aroused for a year, trembling at the sight of beauties.

But later, when he saw Qin Yan’s face on the newspaper headlines, she was even more beautiful. Her beauty seemed like a weapon, Qin Yan wielding her beauty aggressively, without restraint.

As they say, it’s a glorious death under the peony flower. Shen Chun’s suppressed desire for Qin Yan became uncontrollable.

When Bo Yunshen divorced Qin Yan, he was overjoyed, only to end up miserably...

After listening, Bo Yunshen’s expression gradually turned numb.

He pressed his lips together, his facial contours thin and cold.

Impossible!

"Get out!"

He spat out the words hoarsely, the sound grating and unpleasant. Shen Chun and Xu Lin jumped in fright, hastily standing up to leave.

"Stop!"

Shen Chun, timid by nature, was trembling to the point where he didn’t dare to turn around in Bo Yunshen’s condition. Bo Yunshen’s voice hauntingly trailed from behind him:

:"If you don’t want me to acquire the Shen Group, then go and apologize to Mrs. Bo."

"I will!"

Shen Chun was about to cry.

Though a playboy, he was also clear-headed. Attempting to shake a giant tree like a floating insect was something he would never dare to try.

"I’ll go find Mrs. Bo right now."

"No need, she’s in private room 1213 downstairs. Go there now!"

Bo Yunshen instructed lightly.

Shen Chun and Xu Lin were driven out by Bo Yunshen, leaving him alone in the suite, his shoulders sinking into the single sofa.

His head started to ache, a nearly splitting, unfamiliar pain.

The things Shen Chun spoke of felt familiar to him, especially the part about Shen Rouran, the woman’s crying on the rooftop.

But why was it Qin Yan, and not Lin Man?

His heart was in turmoil, feeling that something was off, the sorrows and struggles nearly breaking into a torrent.

Shen Chun liked Qin Yan; Qin Yan had always been skilled at seducing men.

So, who knew if he was someone Qin Yan invited over for rescue?

She wanted his guilt, she resented him deeply, what wouldn’t she do?

The phone rang, and Bo Yunshen numbly picked it up, Gu Jinyan’s voice came through:

"Old Bo, are you done? My niece is asleep. Come pick her up when you’re finished."

Bo Yunshen took a deep breath, remaining silent.

Gu Jinyan sensed something was wrong, paused, and asked, "Did something happen at the gathering?"

Bo Yunshen shook his head, "No..."

His voice was dry and hoarse, which startled Gu Jinyan. In a low voice, he asked, "What’s wrong, did you find out something?"

Bo Yunshen suddenly chuckled, "Old Gu, what memories can they have from eleven years ago; it’s me who speculated about some things."

Thus, it became even harder to accept.

Bo Yunshen’s eyes were sore and aching, his voice dropping lower, "Old Gu, eleven years ago, I had a car accident, a traumatic sequelae, amnesia... When I woke up, Manman was by my side."

"I might have mistaken someone."

...

Qin Yan had just arrived at the Ritz-Carlton and, by the time she reached private room 1213, the teacher’s son was already there.

He was very handsome, with a cultured and refined air, mature and steady. Upon seeing Qin Yan, he smiled slightly. His natural smile, touched with a bit of angle, imparted an overwhelming sense of sweetness.

"Miss Qin?"

"It’s me."

Qin Yan responded, and the man extended his hand, speaking softly, "Hello, my name is Fu He."

Qin Yan quietly stated her name. She knew Fu He, her senior, the high school examination champion for three consecutive years—who wouldn’t know him?

She found it somewhat amusing; she had never thought there would be a day where she’d be on a blind date with Fu He.

Qin Yan was a bit uneasy, and Fu He politely avoided staring at her, taking the menu from the waiter and saying quietly, "My father said you like stir-fried winter bamboo shoots?"