Listening to the sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, Bo Wenqing tiptoed to the bedside and looked at the man's mobile phone on the bedside table.
She tried several power-on passwords, but couldn't open it.
But this didn't bother her. A strange smile appeared on her lips, and after a while, the man's phone was successfully opened by her.
After all, she is also a researcher at Bo's Research Laboratory, so it is easy to open a small mobile phone screen lock.
She quickly found a wife's mobile phone number and recorded it.
Only then did Bo Xingzhi put his cell phone back to its original place.
After doing all this, she quietly stepped out of the room.
*
As soon as Ruan Su returned to Jingwan Villa dripping wet, an unknown number called.
She glanced at the screen and didn't answer.
However, the opponent continued to fight without giving up.
Ruan Su picked it up and gave a cold greeting.
"Is it Miss Ruan?" Bo Wenqing's gentle voice sounded, "I want to meet you."
Bo Wenqing is Bo Xingzhi's sister. She called. Ruan Su hesitated but agreed.
She didn't understand why Bo Wenqing wanted to find her.
Bo Wenqing arranged for the two of them to meet at a relatively private private cafe.
Ruan Su wore a white sweatshirt and a pair of black jeans underneath. She dressed very simply and went directly to the cafe.
When she arrived, Bo Wenqing had already arrived.
She was sitting there, holding a coffee spoon with her porcelain-white fingers, stirring it around in boredom.
Perhaps because of her heart disease, her face didn't look good, and she had an air of pity for a sickly beauty.
Seeing Ruan Su coming, she raised her head and smiled at Ruan Su, looking as gentle as her appearance, "Miss Ruan, you are here. Sit down quickly."
Ruan Su was not polite and sat directly in front of Bo Wenqing.
"What would you like to drink? Coffee or?"
"Lemonade." Ruan Su said calmly.
Bo Wenqing immediately called the waiter and ordered her a glass of lemonade.
"Sister, why did you ask me out?" Ruan Su looked at the woman sitting in front of her. She was very beautiful, and she always had a sick and weak smell about her.
She is so lovable that people can't help but want to protect her.
Bo Wenqing looked at Ruan Su quietly for a while, and then said slowly, "Miss Ruan, can you give up your behavior to me?"
Ruan Su's delicate brows twisted slightly, her heart was shaken, and her eyes couldn't help but shrink, "Sister, what do you mean by this? Why can't I understand?"
"The doctor said... I may only have a few months to live. My heart disease is very serious, but they can't find a suitable heart." Bo Wenqing's expression was not harsh, but filled with endless pleading, "I know.
Miss Ruan, you are a good girl, you are in good health, and you and Xingzhi are in love now. I should not make such excessive demands. But, I am really going to die, so just treat me as pitiful, okay?
?”
"Xingzhi and I grew up together. Wenjuan has passed away. Wenjuan and I both wish to accompany Xingzhi throughout our lives. But neither of us live up to expectations, and fate is so unfair to us."
"I am in poor health and have been living with my parents for recuperation. Originally we were supposed to be together as a couple!"
"I never expected that you would appear next to him."
Ruan Su stared at the tearful Bo Wenqing in shock. It took him a while to calm down his emotions, "Miss Bo, you and Xingzhi are siblings! How can we be together?"
Bo Wenqing wiped the tears on her face and showed a sarcastic smile, "It seems that Miss Ruan doesn't know yet, right? Xingzhi is not a biological child of our Bo family, he is the adopted son of my parents. Why are Wenhao and Wenyu all of us?"
He is the only one of literary generation? Because he is not a child of the Bo family!"
Yesterday I found out that I was not Ruan Xinhua’s biological daughter, and today I found out that Bo Xingzhi is not a child of the Bo family!
Ruan Su felt that his brain capacity was no longer enough.
So...sister Bo Wenqing fell in love with her unrelated brother?
But how can you force yourself on emotional matters?
Bo Xingzhi obviously only regarded her as his sister.
"I'm sorry, Miss Bo, I may not be able to make you wish. I don't want to be separated from Bo Xingzhi. He is not a commodity, nor an object, to be let go. He is a human being, and I need to respect him. He only treats you as yours."
It’s my sister, isn’t it?”
Hear what Ruan Su said.
Bo Wenqing's face changed and her eyes were filled with tears again. She grabbed Ruan Su's hand and looked at Ruan Su in shock and surprise.
Suddenly he made a plop and knelt down towards Ruan Su.
"Ms. Ruan, I didn't want to get involved with you and Xingzhi, but I'm so pitiful. I'm really going to die, and my heart disease is too serious to be cured. You may meet a better man in the future, but
I'm different... I'm really only one person, Xingzhi!"
Ruan Su was shocked by Bo Wenqing's move.
She quickly tried to help Bo Wenqing up, but she heard her say, "If you don't promise me, I won't be able to get up for the rest of my life. I will keep kneeling until you promise."
"Miss Bo, I think you have watched too many bloody TV dramas, haven't you?" Ruan Su said patiently, for Bo Xingzhi's sake, "I suggest you read more books when you are bored."
"Besides, if Bo Xingzhi really wants to choose you, I will leave immediately. You should beg Bo Xingzhi for this matter, not me. You are begging the wrong person!"
Bo Wenqing saw that Ruan Su was so cold-hearted and indifferent.
All her tricks have been exhausted, but this woman is still so cold and heartless.
Her face suddenly became very ugly, "Miss Ruan, are you really so cruel that you want me to kneel all the time?"
"You have a heart disease, I sympathize with you, and I can help you find a doctor. But there is nothing else I can do to help you." Ruan Su had been in a bad mood these past two days, and when she encountered a lunatic like Bo Wenqing, she grabbed her
The bag on the table passed over Bo Wenqing, who was kneeling in front of her, and walked directly towards the door.
"You can kneel as long as you like. I want to see how long you can kneel without me as an audience."
*
As soon as Bo Xingzhi finished the meeting and stepped out of the conference room, his cell phone rang.
It's Bo Wenqing's mobile phone number.
"Are you Mr. Bo?"
An unfamiliar voice came from inside, and Bo Xingzhi frowned. "Is something wrong?"
"It's like this. I'm a doctor at the City's No. 1 Hospital. Something happened to Miss Bo. Please come quickly."
Bo Xingzhi's big hand holding the phone suddenly tightened, and his voice became gloomy, "What did you say?"
"Ms. Bo suffered a heart attack. It was very serious. She is being rescued. Her life may be in danger."
Bo Xingzhi hung up the phone. Before Song Yan, who realized something was wrong, could speak, she heard the man order, "Go to the No. 1 Hospital in the city."
In the ward.
Bo Wenqing was lying in the emergency room, dying.
Bo Xingzhi ran in like crazy.
"Sister! How are you?"
His big hand held Bo Wenqing's hand, and the warmth in the woman's body seemed to disappear little by little.
No matter how hard he tried, it seemed like the other person was being snatched away by death.
Bo Wenyu and Bo Wenhao rushed over after hearing the news.
"elder sister!"
"elder sister!"
The two little ones couldn't help but have red eyes when they saw their sister, whom they hadn't seen for a long time, lying there lifelessly.
Bo Wenqing's time is obviously running out.
Bo Xingzhi's eyes were scarlet and filled with red bloodshot eyes, "Sister, you have a heart disease and I have been looking for a heart that matches yours for a long time. If you give me some more time, I believe I will be able to find one."
Bo Wenqing shook her head, and her weak voice sounded, "Sister, I can't wait any longer..."
Her eyes were lifeless, and her pale hand wanted to touch the man's cheek, but she couldn't lift it.
"Xingzhi..." She murmured in a low voice, and two lines of tears fell down her eyes, "Xingzhi, I...I love you."
Her tears kept overflowing, "If there is an afterlife, will you love me too?"
Bo Xingzhi looked at her in shock, "Sister?!"
"Xingzhi...promise me, promise me, not to be with Ruan Su, promise me!"
"If you don't promise me, I will die with my eyes closed!"
Bo Xingzhi couldn't help but tighten his hold on her hand, "Sister, how could you say such a thing?"
But Bo Wenqing seemed not to hear his voice, her pale and lifeless eyes were filled with despair, "I hate her... I hate her for taking you away. I beg you, don't be with her.
Okay? I...I, it was she who killed me...Do you really want to be with the murderer who killed me?"
Bo Xingzhi's throat suddenly seemed to be tightly strangled by an invisible big hand.
His chest felt tight and his breathing was short.
He looked at Bo Wenqing in disbelief, "Ruan Su will not harm you, she will never harm you!"
"Don't you believe me? I'm going to die, why should I lie and frame her?"
Bo Wenqing's breathing suddenly became rapid and rapid, "Avenge me! Stop it!"
Her eyes widened, and then she dropped her hands suddenly.
Bo Xingzhi's heart suddenly became extremely cold. "Sister, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."
*
After Ruan Su came out of the box, she felt a little worried. After all, Bo Wenqing was a heart patient. If there was something wrong, she couldn't explain it clearly.
After the car had driven a few kilometers, she turned back.
As soon as I arrived at the door of the cafe, I saw an ambulance driving away quickly.
Ruan Su's heart tightened, and he lowered the window and asked the waiter who had not returned to the cafe, "Is anyone injured?"
"A woman had a heart attack. Fortunately, this place is close to the city's No. 1 Hospital. I don't know if she can be saved."
Ruan Su's heart skipped a beat.
Increase your power, step on the accelerator, and chase the ambulance in the direction it left.
The hospital was full of colleagues, and when she asked casually, someone told her which emergency room Bo Wenqing was in.
She rushed over immediately.
However, when she rushed over, she happened to hear what Bo Wenqing said to Bo Xingzhi.
I like Mrs. Bo and her waistcoat was stripped off again today.
