PDLP Chapter 137 Now it's your turn to beg me.
Chapter 137 Now it's your turn to beg me.
"..." Bo Junxing opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
He stared into Shen Feiwan's eyes for a few seconds, then reached out and took her phone, placing it back on the bedside table.
After putting his phone away, he asked, "Do you need my help?"
Shen Feiwan refused without even thinking, "No need for that. Whatever secret that person is talking about, it won't affect me."
"That's good."
"Okay, go to sleep. I'm so sleepy."
After saying that, Shen Feiwan readjusted to a comfortable sleeping position, and her breathing gradually became steady.
She fell asleep quickly.
Bo Junxing looked down at her, but he was wide awake.
There are two reasons.
First, after Shen Feiwan fell asleep, one of her hands unconsciously grasped his manhood, making him feel restless and aroused.
Secondly, and most fundamentally, he couldn't sleep at the moment—he had something on his mind.
He wanted to know what secrets Shen Feiwan still held that he didn't know, and what Yue Ying possessed.
The more Shen Feiwan refused to tell him, the more he wanted to know.
A few minutes later, Bo Junxing gently removed Shen Feiwan's hand from his and got out of bed.
He walked barefoot on the floor, tiptoed out of the bedroom, took his phone and went straight into another unused guest room, then locked the door.
Just a few seconds later, Yue Ying's phone number was removed from his phone blacklist.
He took the initiative to dial Yue Ying's number.
The call was answered after only two rings.
“Bo Junxing,” Yue Ying said with a hint of glee and sarcasm, “you finally decided to remove me from your blacklist? Looks like if I can’t find you in the future, I can just go to Shen Feiwan. It’s really effective.”
Bo Junxing's voice was as cold as ice, "You are not allowed to harass her."
Yue Ying laughed out loud, "So you unblocked me and called me just to say this? To tell me not to do this and not to do that, I think it's more than that, right?"
“I guess Shen Feiwan doesn’t dare to tell you her secret, right? I know you, Bo Junxing, very well. You can’t get the answer, but you’re desperate to know, so you came to me.”
Yue Ying was right about that, and Bo Junxing didn't bother to beat around the bush with her.
"Now that you know the reason for my call, I won't say any more. Tell me everything you know."
"Ha," Yue Ying scoffed, "Tell you everything? What will you give me then? Why should I tell you?"
"What do you need me to give you?" Bo Junxing said coldly. "Weren't you planning to use this so-called secret to disgust me anyway?"
"Disgusting?" Yue Ying was silent for a few seconds, then her tone suddenly became sharp. "Bo Junxing, you're still so self-righteous. You think I'm telling you all this just to disgust you? You're wrong. I'm telling you so you can see clearly what kind of person the wife you married really is!"
Bo Junxing frowned slightly, already showing some impatience. "Stop talking nonsense and get to the point."
“What if I say no? Don’t you understand, Bo Junxing? Yes, I was the one who contacted you first. But it’s different now, you’re begging me! You want me to say no? Fine, I’m about to board the plane now. I’ll send you the flight number, and you can come pick me up at the airport yourself.”
Hearing Yue Ying's commanding tone, Bo Junxing sneered, "I don't have that kind of free time."
"Idle time?" This sentence instantly enraged Yue Ying. "Bo Junxing, is this how you ask for help?"
Bo Junxing was too lazy to waste any more words with her and hung up the phone directly.
Yue Ying was so angry on the other end of the phone that she almost smashed her phone, but she still suppressed her anger and sent her flight number to Bo Junxing.
She also added the following: "[You only get one chance, don't regret it]"
Bo Junxing knew it was a message from her, but he deleted it without even reading it.
He knew that Yue Yingren had done this a long time ago.
He didn't think that acting out would have any consequences, because he didn't care what happened and it wouldn't affect him at all.
But now, he feels disgusted. Even though they had already broken up, Yue Ying still actively tries to affect his life and mood.
Bo Junxing left the guest room and prepared to return to his bedroom.
He paused for a moment as he passed the tightly closed door that held Shen Feiwan's secret.
He turned the doorknob, but the door was locked from the inside and could only be opened with a key.
Back in the bedroom, Shen Feiwan was still fast asleep.
Bo Junxing lay back down beside her, looking at her peaceful sleeping face and listening to her even breathing, and the restlessness in his heart gradually subsided.
A moment later, a soft sigh escaped his throat, "Shen Feiwan, I think I really do have feelings for you."
He lowered his head and kissed Shen Feiwan's forehead, then thought for a moment and took Shen Feiwan's hand back to his own.
Shen Feiwan hummed in a daze, her fingers unconsciously clenching, causing Bo Junxing to gasp in shock.
I wanted to wake her, but I held back.
He forced himself not to think about these beautiful things.
But if he doesn't think about these things, his mind will involuntarily wander to Shen Feiwan's secret.
However, he made a decision quickly.
No matter what the secret is, if it's detrimental to her, just cover it up for her.
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When Shen Feiwan woke up, she found that it was already dark outside.
Turning over and looking back, she saw that Bo Junxing was no longer in bed.
She had just sat up to reach for her phone on the bedside table to check the time when she suddenly noticed a beautifully framed photo on the table.
The interior was decorated with cartoon portraits of himself and Bo Junxing.
Shen Feiwan immediately recognized the painting style; it must have been the work of the little girl who ran a stall at the park entrance when she went for her morning run.
She left after Bo Junxing paid for it, but Bo Junxing himself chased after her. She thought the matter would be dropped, but unexpectedly, Bo Junxing still got the painting and even made it into a frame.
She looked at it carefully and thought it was pretty good.
After admiring the photo, she gently placed the frame back on the bedside table, then got up, dressed, and got out of bed.
As soon as she opened the door, a rich aroma of food wafted out, making her stomach rumble.
She hurried to the kitchen and saw Bo Junxing wearing an apron, standing in front of the stove, intently stirring the soup in the pot.
His back was tall and broad, and under the warm yellow light, it exuded a homely atmosphere completely different from usual.
He has a very husbandly air about him.
Shen Feiwan couldn't help but stop and take a second look.
"Awake?" Bo Junxing noticed her movement and turned to look at her.
However, he only glanced at it before turning back to the stove to get back to work.
Shen Feiwan watched his busy figure and thought to herself that men are indeed most handsome when they are doing something seriously, even when they are cooking.
And handsome guys are even more so.