Chapter Fifty-Six p1
Bo Chi’s face flushed red, and she angrily tried to push Yu Zhao away.
Yu Zhao, however, took the opportunity to squeeze into the bathtub, played with the soft and smooth mounds, and chuckled: “The play is over, it’s time for us to take a bath and sleep.“
Bo Chi bit her lip, her eyes shimmering with spring water: “How is this taking a bath? You clearly want to do me!“
“Yes.” Yu Zhao readily admitted, and said with a smile: “I heard that doing it in the water is very interesting, let’s try it first. If you’re not satisfied, I can also change – how about the sofa? Or the table? Balcony? In front of the mirror?“
Bo Chi whimpered, her breathing uneven: “Is, is the bed in the bedroom just for show? I just want to do it on the bed, okay!“
Yu Zhao kissed the tip of her ear with a smile, and coaxed her without any sincerity: “Okay, okay, okay, I’ll listen to Little Wings, good baby, relax.“
The mandarin duck bath lasted for more than half an hour, and finally ended before the water turned cold.
Bo Chi was extremely sleepy, hanging in Yu Zhao’s arms, drowsy. Yu Zhao held her tightly, and gently and meticulously wiped her long hair with a dry towel.
Although this matter was simple, it was very boring, but Yu Zhao was focused on it, like a fanatic cleaning the dust off a goddess statue, her movements filled with a sense of worship.
After drying the satin-like black hair, Yu Zhao carried Bo Chi to the bed. Just as she let go and stood up, the phone on the bedside table suddenly lit up, indicating a new message.
Yu Zhao glanced at it, found that it was Bo Chi’s phone, and didn’t intend to read it.
However, several messages came in a row, and the notification sound kept ringing, so loud that Bo Chi turned over in bed, muttering something incomprehensible, her tone seemingly cursing.
If this sound continued, Bo Chi would sooner or later get angry and get out of bed.
Yu Zhao naturally didn’t want this to happen. She picked up the phone, turned off the sound first, then looked at the screen, preparing to see if there was anything urgent at the company.
As a result, when her gaze fell, she saw that the screen was full of messages from the same person.
[Heart’s Desire: Why didn’t you tell me you have a girlfriend?]
[Heart’s Desire: I’ve only been abroad for a few years, and you’ve already found a new love?]
[Heart’s Desire: It seems that your liking for me was nothing more than this, little sister.]
[Heart’s Desire: If it’s convenient, can we have a video call? I’m very curious about what your new girlfriend looks like, and whether she’s prettier than me.]
[Heart’s Desire: Why are you ignoring me?]
Just looking at these impolite words, Yu Zhao became alert, as if facing a great enemy. When she looked at the note Bo Chi had given this person, her expression immediately froze, her heart felt like it had been ripped open, and she felt a chill all over her body.
Heart’s Desire?
What a touching name.
More implicit and subtle than ‘goddess’.
More elegant and artistic than a name.
This was probably the most beautiful and passionate note Bo Chi could think of, right?
Yu Zhao clenched the phone tightly, her fingers turning white.
She had difficulty breathing, her gaze fixed on the note, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
Malice surged in her heart, and she moved her fingers, wanting to unlock the screen.
The password interface popped up, and she first entered Bo Chi’s birthday, and after failing, she tried Bo Chi’s private phone number, work number, lucky number, and a series of other numbers.
None of them were correct.
Yu Zhao frowned, unable to swallow this, and continued to try, unwilling to give up.
When she randomly tried her own birthday, the password interface suddenly disappeared, revealing the phone’s home page.
The screen was unlocked.
The password was not a number related to anyone, but only her date of birth.
Yu Zhao was stunned, the anger and jealousy in her heart were like they had been doused with cold water, and suddenly extinguished.
She stared at the phone, then looked at Bo Chi, who was sleeping soundly beside her. Finally, after a long silence, she decisively changed Ming Songrui’s note.
That’s right, Heart’s Desire must be Bo Chi’s past. Only she was Bo Chi’s present and future!
After changing the note, Yu Zhao still hadn’t given up on the idea of venting her anger. She grabbed Bo Chi’s hand, intertwined their fingers, then opened the camera, and took a picture from various angles.
After choosing a good-looking photo that also showed the bed, she sent it to Ming Songrui, and replied bitchily: [Sorry, she’s resting in my bed right now. If you have anything, please wait until she wakes up tomorrow.]
Not long after the message was sent, Ming Songrui typed back: [Are you Xiao Bo’s girlfriend? Does Xiao Bo know that you’re using her phone without permission?]
[She’s not very nice to others, and especially hates people other than me touching her phone. You’d better apologize to her quickly, or when she gets angry, you, her girlfriend, might be fired immediately.]
[By the way, tell Xiao Bo that I’m going back to China next week to celebrate my grandpa’s birthday, and ask her to pick me up at the airport.]
[Of course, you can also not tell her. As for how angry she will be if she doesn’t pick me up, it’s up to your fate.]
Yu Zhao held the phone, her beautiful eyes looking very cold under the light of the phone, her slender fingers moving, and sent the last message: [It’s none of your business, outsider, hehe.]
After turning off the phone, Yu Zhao turned to look at Bo Chi.
Bo Chi was sleeping soundly, curled up in the quilt like a cub, her skin fair and rosy, half of her face hidden in the quilt, and still shrinking downwards.
Yu Zhao half-knelt on the bed, dug out her little face, and pulled the quilt to her neck, so that she wouldn’t suffocate herself in her sleep.
After letting go, Yu Zhao stared at her carefree face for a long time, and finally said coldly: “With Ming Songrui like that, you still consider her your white moonlight? I think she’s more like a black moonlight… Little fool.“
**
The morning sunlight poured in from the window, and when it fell on Bo Chi’s face, her eyelashes trembled, and she woke up from her sleep.
There was no one beside her pillow, and the tempting aroma wafted from the kitchen.
Bo Chi finished washing up and walked over, hugged Yu Zhao’s back and rubbed against it, and said sweetly: “Good morning.“
Yu Zhao turned around, first couldn’t help but kiss her, then lightly described what happened last night, and at the same time stared at Bo Chi’s expression.
Bo Chi blinked, and said casually: “Don’t listen to her nonsense, I’m not familiar with her, how could I go pick her up? As for the note, as long as you’re happy, you can change it to ‘piggy’.“
Yu Zhao’s eyebrows relaxed, the corners of her lips curled up, her face full of undisguised joy, and her tone light: “I understand, you go get the bowls and chopsticks, I’ll bring the porridge to the table.“
After breakfast, Bo Chi went to work with a bitter face, and Yu Zhao continued to study the script at home.
When she came back at night, they would watch TV and eat fruit together, and rehearse randomly when they were interested. Often, during the rehearsal, they would end up making love in various places at home.
Time passed slowly, and soon it was Mr. Ming’s birthday banquet.
Monica’s dress had already been delivered. It was a low-key and luxurious grayish-black evening dress, with several lace black butterflies overlapping at the neckline, ready to take flight. It not only showed Yu Zhao’s cold temperament, but also complemented her fair skin and beautiful face.
Bo Chi’s was the opposite, a pure white off-the-shoulder long dress, with several small pearls dotted at the neckline and waist, and the skirt was covered with small diamonds. When she walked, the skirt was like the night sky, twinkling with brilliant starlight.
Bo Chi liked these two dresses very much, and asserted: “This is definitely a couple’s outfit!“
Yu Zhao was noncommittal, her focus on another matter: “You didn’t go to pick up Ming Songrui, hasn’t she come to you these days?“
Bo Chi was confused: “No, why do you always think about her?“
The girl’s tone was suspicious, and she looked unhappy, as if she was jealous.
Yu Zhao raised her eyebrows and pinched her face: “I should be the one who’s jealous, why are you glaring at me?“
Bo Chi hummed: “I don’t always focus on other people.“
“That’s not what I call focusing.” Yu Zhao explained leisurely: “I want to figure out what my rival is going to do next.“
For example, Ming Songrui, she hadn’t made any moves these days, and it was very likely that she was preparing to make trouble at the banquet later.
Yu Zhao could almost guess what tone the other party would use to mention this matter, and what posture she would use to mislead Bo Chi into misunderstanding her.
If it were when she had just gotten together with Bo Chi, Yu Zhao might still be worried and alert, but after many times of pulling back and forth, she already had basic confidence in Bo Chi.
Even if everyone said that Bo Chi liked someone else, even if Bo Chi had indeed had a deep affection for Ming Songrui before, so what?
Now, the only person by Bo Chi’s side was her.
The orange sun set below the horizon, and the brilliant sunset dyed the sky crimson.
As the departure time approached, Assistant Xu answered the phone and came to Bo Chi’s villa. As soon as she opened the door, she saw Bo Chi, who had changed into a white dress, throwing herself into Yu Zhao’s arms. Her usually cold face was full of smiles, and her voice was sweet and seductive.
The black and white dresses intertwined, like twin flowers that would never be separated until death. It was beautiful, but it also hurt Xu Zhidie’s eyes.
She pursed her lips, concealed the strangeness in her expression, and said calmly: “CEO Bo, Miss Yu, it’s time to leave.“
Bo Chi then noticed her presence, hurriedly came out of Yu Zhao’s arms, tidied up her dress, and changed back to the cold CEO: “Okay, let’s go.”
Yu Zhao smiled and followed. When passing by Xu Zhidie, she sincerely thanked her: “Thank you, Assistant Xu, for coming to drive us.“
Xu Zhidie lowered her eyes and said politely: “You’re welcome, this is what I should do.“
After getting in the car, Xu Zhidie sat in the driver’s seat, and Bo Chi led Yu Zhao into the back seat.
Mindful of the assistant’s presence, Bo Chi maintained her image with reserve, and didn’t fool around with Yu Zhao.
Unexpectedly, Yu Zhao teased her in return. After teasing her a few times, Bo Chi burst out laughing, and couldn’t help but become lovey-dovey with her again.
The two of them were constantly emitting pink bubbles in the back seat.
Completely unaware that Xu Zhidie in the front seat was staring at them through the rearview mirror.
Mr. Ming’s banquet was held at a private restaurant, and the restaurant was booked out, requiring an invitation to enter. Before meeting Yu Zhao, Bo Chi always attended such banquets with Assistant Xu. Now that Yu Zhao was here, she smiled as soon as she got out of the car: “I’ll give you a day off today, you go back and rest, I’ll take Yu Zhao in.”
Xu Zhidie’s smile was a little faint, and she said gently: “Miss Yu is not good at talking business. It’s fine for her to accompany you to have fun, but for such serious matters, let me stay by your side.“
Yu Zhao glanced at her when she heard this.
Bo Chi didn’t notice the subtle change in the atmosphere, and waved her hand casually: “It’s okay, today’s banquet is ultimately a birthday celebration, it’s not important whether we talk business or not.”
Hearing this, Xu Zhidie could only smile knowingly: “Okay, then I wish CEO Bo a pleasant time.“
Bo Chi nodded and walked into the hotel with Yu Zhao.
After taking two steps, Yu Zhao suddenly looked back, just in time to meet Xu Zhidie’s gaze, which was still fixed on Bo Chi.
Bo Chi also turned her head, didn’t see anything strange, and asked Yu Zhao in confusion: “What’s wrong?“
“Nothing.” Yu Zhao looked away, put her arm around Bo Chi’s waist, lowered her eyelashes and chuckled: “I just noticed that Assistant Xu wished you a pleasant time, but completely ignored me.“
Bo Chi said casually: “Aren’t we together? Wishing me well is the same as wishing you well.“
Yu Zhao smiled, but shook her head in her heart.
How could it be the same?
This kind of subtle favoritism, hidden attention, and persistent unwillingness to let go, all showed that Xu Zhidie’s thoughts… were different from others.
Yu Zhao’s arm around Bo Chi tightened a bit. She didn’t tell Bo Chi her guess, firstly because she didn’t want Bo Chi to worry, and secondly because she didn’t want Bo Chi to focus on this assistant.
Since the other party wanted to hide it, she didn’t mind helping her hide it for the rest of her life.
After entering the restaurant, Bo Chi and Yu Zhao had only taken two steps when someone came up to greet them. Compared to others who had to show their invitations to be allowed in, while Bo Chi only needed to show her face to smoothly enter, it could be seen how important Bo Chi, this ‘sponsor’, was.
Many people came to strike up conversations and chat, but these people often changed the subject in surprise after noticing Yu Zhao’s face: “This is…“
“My girlfriend.” Bo Chi said with a smile: “Her name is Yu Zhao, and she’s planning to enter the entertainment industry recently. Please do me a favor and take care of her.“
With her status, she didn’t need to say much. The people who surrounded her naturally nodded in agreement, and said cheerfully: “Of course, of course.“
Unfortunately, there were always people in the crowd who lacked emotional intelligence. After staring at Yu Zhao for a long time, they said in confusion: “Am I the only one who thinks Miss Yu looks familiar, a bit like…“
Before he could finish speaking, a female voice interjected, her voice mature, carrying confidence and flamboyance: “Long time no see, little sister of the Bo family.”
Everyone turned around, and when they saw the woman clearly, they subconsciously took a few steps back, making way for her.
Bo Chi looked up and saw that the newcomer was wearing a floor-length fishtail dress, her figure extremely enchanting, her red lips seductive, like a ripe fruit on a branch, tempting others to pick it.
She and Yu Zhao did look very much alike, their beautiful eyes and eyebrows making people believe that they were family, but their temperaments were completely different. Ming Songrui was a proper older sister, with an arrogant posture, aggressive eyes, and a strong possessiveness – Bo Chi could be very sure that she didn’t like the original owner, so she could easily see that she came here this time not because of jealousy, but because she was dissatisfied that her licking dog had been taken away by someone else.
This kind of person probably belonged to the type who, even if they didn’t want something of their own, would rather throw it in a corner to gather dust and never see the light of day than let others have it.
Yu Zhao was different. Although she always had a cold face, elegant and indifferent, not as eye-catching as Ming Songrui, Bo Chi knew that Yu Zhao was a kind-hearted person. Once she received kindness from others, she would always silently remember it in her heart and find an opportunity to repay it.
So every time someone said that Yu Zhao looked like Ming Songrui, Bo Chi would be very unconvinced.
What do you mean ‘like’?
Where do they look alike?
Was Ming Songrui even one-thousandth as good as her wife?
If not, then don’t try to associate yourself with her!
“What, are you so happy to see me back that you can’t speak?“
Bo Chi’s reaction was too indifferent. Ming Songrui narrowed her eyes, walked up to Bo Chi, raised Bo Chi’s pointed chin with a seemingly smiling finger, and said leisurely: “Actually, I sent you a message before, asking you to come pick me up at the airport if you had the chance, but it was your little girlfriend who replied at that time. Now it seems that she didn’t tell you about this?“
Bo Chi slapped her hand away, and said under her suddenly stiffening expression: “Please speak properly, Miss Ming, don’t touch me, and don’t try to sow discord between me and my girlfriend. Yu Zhao told me that you would be back, but I think our relationship is average, and we’re not good friends who must pick each other up at the airport. Plus, in order to avoid making my girlfriend angry, I didn’t go.”
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