Wait, did the CEO really consider how to kill her?
After all, she was so presumptuous.
Can’t think about it, every time I do, my legs shake.
Outside the revolving restaurant, a waiter carrying drinks passed by private room 109 and heard two heart-wrenching sobs coming from inside, "..."
Ye Xian returned to Jiuxi Eighteen Islands in a daze.
She had wanted to call Ye Shaowen and scold him fiercely, but considering he had been quite busy and tired recently, and might be catching a flight right now, she decided against it.
This unreliable second brother always had good intentions but ended up causing trouble, almost getting her killed.
Forget it, forget it, don’t think about it anymore, just go to sleep. Maybe when I wake up, I’ll have forgotten everything.
Ye Xian plunged into the big bed and fell asleep, then when she woke up, her mind was still on that matter.
"What should I do now?"
She rubbed her hair in irritation and received a text message:
Hello, this is Shunfeng Express. Your doorbell went unanswered just now, so we left your package at the door. Please remember to collect it on time.
It seemed she had found her home too empty these days and, having nothing much to do, had ordered a few flower pots and fish tanks, planning to plant some flowers and raise some fish, to cultivate her character.
She hadn’t expected them to arrive so soon.
Upon opening the door, she was taken aback to see five or six package boxes, half a person tall, piled up near the elevator.
Unpacking them revealed two small ceramic vases, a glass fish tank, and two large brass flower pots.
The three small ones were manageable, but she hadn’t expected the two large brass flower pots to be so heavy, immovable no matter how much she pushed.
She loosened up her wrists and muscles, rolled up her sleeves, and prepared to lift the pots with both hands, in one go.
The elevator doors opened wide, and a long shadow was cast down the brightly lit corridor—Ye Xian was focused on exerting force and didn’t notice.
Bo Tingshen had just arrived on the top floor and saw a round, pert butt shaking from side to side in front of him.
Following the curve of the buttocks upward, he saw a slender and smooth waistline, the undulating shoulder blades hidden under the clothing, a long pale neck, and a familiar exquisite profile.
The man’s eyes narrowed slightly.
"Damn, it’s so heavy..."
Ye Xian clenched her teeth, her whole body tensed, preparing to exert force again when suddenly she heard a cold, deep voice behind her, "Move."
She hadn’t expected someone to show up and was startled, letting go of the flower pot and falling flat on the floor in a faceplant.
Footsteps approached, and the man’s black, shiny leather shoes boldly stepped over her in plain sight.
Ye Xian bit her teeth, feeling like a ferocious beast. Which lunatic sneaks up on someone and scares them like that!
She grabbed his ankle in one swift motion, raised her eyebrows angrily, and looked up, "You... CEO?!"
Her fierce expression changed as if the sky in June had switched from overcast to partly cloudy.
Bo Tingshen looked down on her from his height, his inscrutable black eyes cold and detached. He shook off her hand with just a glance and walked toward 2001.
As the man input the passcode, he cast a sidelong glance at the wide-open door of 2002 next to him.
Ye Xian was dumbfounded, rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn’t seeing things, and confirmed that the person was indeed the CEO, who had just walked into 2001?
He also lived in Jiuxi Eighteen Islands, and... he was her neighbor?
How could this be such a coincidence?!
When she moved in, she had been curious about who lived in the only other apartment on the floor—one was hers, but who was the other? She never imagined it would be him!
Wasn’t Shaowen against her associating with the Bo family? Why then would he buy a place for her right next to Bo Tingshen?