Beside her, Lou Ruoyi’s lips curled into a faint smile.

She held the embroidery in her hand and spoke softly.

She was not a well-behaved person. When she was young, she had harmed her husband, Bo Sichen.

However, as long as she picked up embroidery, she was still a quiet and indifferent woman. Back then, Bo Sichen had been fooled by her many times.

Seeing Lou Ruoyi’s calm attitude towards her, Yuan Sichun pursed her lips and hesitated for a long time. She looked at Yuan Huixin and Sun Yi, who were beside her, and her heart ached for no reason.

As a woman, who had not been young before?

Especially the regret she felt when she didn’t get it.

For her own happiness, what was the big deal of being unscrupulous?

The knife did not stab her, so it naturally did not hurt. Moreover, she still had the mood to feel sorry for others.

Yuan Sichun hesitated for a long time before taking out a document from her bag and placing it in front of Lou Ruoyi. Then, she said timidly,

“Auntie, I’ve been planning this since the beginning. I wanted to give it to you last night, but…”

“Hey, what is Sichun planning?”

Yuan Huixin naturally gave her a way out.

“It’s the embroidery workshop.” Lou Ruoyi’s hand paused.

Seeing this, Yuan Sichun hurriedly said, “I’ve been doing charity for the children in the poor areas since a few years ago. There are many left-behind children and they don’t have their parents to accompany them all year round. Therefore, I’ve set up an embroidery workshop in every poor area to specially find a job for those mothers. They learn embroidery and teach embroidery. I’ve taken it back to make clothes. I plan to make a brand and earn money to do charity…”

“Aiyo, that’s a good idea. Sichun is really smart and kind-hearted. Ordinary people wouldn’t have thought of such a good idea!”

Lou Ruoyi’s heart softened a little at Yuan Sichun’s suggestion. She picked up the document and realized that there were more than ten poverty-stricken areas being supported. Her heart trembled.

This was a good way to do charity and spread embroidery skills.

Lou Ruoyi nodded and the smile on her face became more sincere.

It was their regret that her parents had left. It was also her regret that she had left.

Make it into a brand…

Not bad.

Seeing that Yuan Sichun’s expression had improved, Yuan Sichun heaved a sigh of relief.

She raised her head, wanting to look at the man she had noticed just now. However, she only saw his back view.

Feeling anxious, she chased after him.

Bo Jinchuan carried a basket of fruits from the kitchen and walked out through the back door.

She planned to coax Shen Fanxing to eat a few fruits when she woke up.

Thinking of the little woman who had been sleeping soundly on the bed, his footsteps quickened.

Even the thought of sleeping was seductive.

“Brother Bo!”

The shout behind him made Bo Jinchuan frown.

Yuan Sichun jogged to catch up with him. A faint fragrance wafted over and she stood in front of him, her hair fluttering in the air.

Blocking her way, Bo Jinchuan stared at her coldly.

Before he went to look for her, she came looking for him.

Bo Jinchuan’s expression made Yuan Sichun’s heart turn cold. Her gaze swept across the fruit basket in his hand.

Why were those well-defined hands carrying such a low-class thing?

Bamboo basket…

Fruit…

“Brother Bo, are you… giving it to Sister-in-law?” She couldn’t help but ask.

In the end, she was humiliated.

“It has nothing to do with you.”

He said calmly and turned to leave.

Yuan Sichun stood in front of him again.

“Brother Bo…”

Her voice sounded softly, and her beautiful face was filled with pain and grievance.

Bo Jinchuan took two steps back with one hand in his pocket and the other holding the fruit basket. His face was devoid of any warmth.

He looked at her.

He didn’t say anything. He was aloof and cold. Even though he was holding a fruit basket that didn’t match his identity and temperament, he still exuded a fatal attraction.

Yuan Sichun’s heart trembled as she stared at Bo Jinchuan’s handsome face.

She was cold, heartless, and distant. But the more she was like this, the more it made people want to approach her crazily.

She couldn’t help but move closer to Bo Jinchuan, but she remained rational.

“Last night… Brother Bo, I’m sorry…”

Yuan Sichun said apologetically as she bit her lips. Her entire body exuded a fragile, sad, and ashamed aura.

Bo Jinchuan didn’t react as he stared at her coldly.

“I’m not the one you should apologize to.”

Yuan Sichun bit her lips tightly and said, “I know… That’s why I’m going to apologize to her now.”

She had never been to his courtyard.

“No need.”

His cold voice was truly merciless.

“She doesn’t want to see you. She doesn’t need your apology and she won’t forgive you. Don’t appear in front of her.”

Yuan Sichun’s face turned pale and her body turned cold.

Bo Jinchuan retracted his gaze and Yuan Sichun tugged at his shirt.

His joints were distinct, fair and clean.

“The reason why I did that last night was because…”

“Yuan Sichun, I really want to see her now. I’m not in the mood to settle scores with you.”

Her grip on Bo Jinchuan’s shirt seemed to have been scalded. She let go abruptly and her face turned pale.

Settling scores…

He said he wanted to… settle scores with her…

Her eyes froze and her body swayed. She felt a sharp pain.

Bo Jinchuan looked down at his wrinkled shirt and frowned before turning to leave.

How long had they been apart? And he still wanted to see her?

Ha.

Yuan Sichun sneered.

What was so good about her?

What was so good about that woman?

Why did everyone like her?!

Why did Brother Bo fall into such a state?

Yuan Sichun closed her eyes tightly. What should she do?

She walked into the villa in a daze and was greeted by Bo Zitong and Luo Mei.

Bo Ziyan’s hand had moved up to Luo Mei’s armpit and wrapped around the softness of her chest.

When she saw Yuan Sichun, Luo Mei hurriedly slapped his hand away. Bo Ziyan gasped in pain. Just as he was about to pester her again, he saw Yuan Sichun staring at them coldly.

She was wearing a cream-colored knitted lace dress. Her brown hair was slightly curled and draped over her shoulders. Her makeup was exquisite and her figure was slender and curvy. She was born with a noble and elegant aura and her face was so beautiful that it made one’s heart flutter.

After not seeing her for a few years, Yuan Sichun was no longer the tomboy she was when she was young. Instead, she had grown prettier.

Bo Zitong’s eyes were filled with aggression.

Yuan Sichun narrowed her eyes and looked at him for a while. “Bo Zitong, long time no see.”

–

When Bo Jinchuan returned to his room, Shen Fanxing was still asleep. It was already evening and she had slept for a long time.

He wondered if she would sleep again tonight.

The night had turned upside down.

But if he didn’t sleep, wouldn’t he be the one suffering?

Did she want him to spend the entire night chatting with her?

This was torture.

He raised his hand to stroke her hair gently. He wanted to wake her up, but when he saw her sleeping peacefully, he couldn’t bear to.

Not long after, Shen Fanxing woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Bo Jinchuan staring at her with a lazy smile.