Sitting in the corner, like a hedgehog protecting itself out of fear.
The assistant looked at Lan Xixi who was covered in injuries, sighed and said:
"Miss Lan, it's useless for you to struggle.
I...that's how you came here."
Wha, what?
Lan Xixi frowned.
The assistant said: "I first entered Bo's Company as an intern with the goal of becoming Jiuye's personal assistant. At that time, there were many people competing, and Assistant Mo was one of them.
Assistant Mo has known Master Jiu for a long time and has a head start. I am a little lacking, but I have been working diligently and making progress.
I was happy when I was noticed and appreciated by Mr. Bo. Later, during a job transfer, I had the opportunity to join the Jiuye Group, which meant that I had a better chance of promotion.
Can......
Mr. Bo was very angry and beat me. It was then that I learned that Mr. Bo had a congenital personality disorder, and he would develop the disease as long as he didn't get what he liked.
Especially those who have a relationship with Jiu Ye are more likely to make him angry.
The reason why he paid attention to you from the beginning was because of Jiu Ye, and he wanted to make Jiu Ye jealous, care about you, and gain a sense of superiority.
I didn't expect him to fall in love with you.
Now, he is very serious about you and will not allow you to betray him. If you insist, he can do anything.
Including, destroying you, your daughter, your friends, and even Master Jiu at all costs.
So, do you understand what I mean?"
Lan Xixi was completely stunned.
She didn't expect Bo Xilang to be so seriously ill!
No wonder she felt something was wrong with him last time in the car.
She didn't even expect that her assistant had experienced something like this!
"Then you have to endure it all the time? Do you want to stay by his side for this?" Lan Xixi asked unwillingly.
The assistant pursed her lips and said:
"Actually, Mr. Bo is quite pitiful.
His parents have always only treated him as a pawn, forcing him to fight against Master Jiu.
And Jiu Ye was born to be excellent. No matter how hard he worked hard, he could not compare with Jiu Ye. Many times, he thought about committing suicide.
He is sick, but I think he needs care and warmth more than Jiuye. I want to stay by his side. Even if I can give him a little peace of mind and love, it will make me feel at ease.
Miss Lan, now is when Mr. Bo becomes unstable. You'd better stabilize his mood first and wait for him to recover before taking a long-term approach, otherwise you will only be injured."
Lan Xixi: "...can he still recover?"
"Well, when Mr. Bo was not sick, he was not possessive and was quite a sensible person.
Moreover, I found a doctor who is very good at this and am preparing to treat Bo Shao.
Miss Lan, if you can, please join me in saving Mr. Bo.
When Mr. Bo recovers from his illness, he will look away from everything and let you go, and this will be regarded as a life-saving grace for him to save you."
Lan Xixi fell silent.
Her emotions are very complicated now, and she has never been more confused.
This is also a problem she has never faced before.
"Miss Lan, it's impossible for you and Master Jiu.
Believe it or not, Master Jiu can still live a good and peaceful life without you. But Master Bo will be completely destroyed without you.
If you don’t believe it, let’s make a bet.
If you lose, help me and cure Mr. Bo."
Lan Xixi was surprised: "What kind of bet?"
The assistant speaks his mind.
After hearing this, Lan Xixi frowned.
May I?
She never thought of testing Bo Zhanye...
But, she also wanted to see what he did and know what his sincerity was...
No matter what, after the test, if the results were not satisfactory, she might as well give up and draw a clear line as soon as possible.
After all, it's not a deep love feeling that she doesn't want to have.
I can't afford to gamble either.
"Okay, I'll try."
...
after an hour.
Lan Xixi appeared downstairs.
She was wearing a long-sleeved black top and jeans, completely covered up.
From a distance, she saw an aristocratic man smoking a cigarette under the banyan tree. His posture was quite cold and deep.