Chapter 676: Do You Love That Much

Their faces remained deathly pale, not regaining a hint of color even after a long time.

Looking at her, an inexplicable description flashed through his mind.

A face of death.

Bo Shuxian remained silent.

He flicked off a bit of ash, brought the cigarette to his lips, drew in a forceful breath, and the veins on the back of his hand stood out stark white.

For a while, one could only hear Zhou Zining’s breathing and the sound of him exhaling smoke.

It felt like the tense atmosphere could hold indefinitely, until Bo Shuxian finally spoke, “Do you love him that much?”

Zhou Zining’s body stiffened.

She jerked her head up, glaring at him with resentment, her teeth biting down hard on her lip.

She didn’t say a word, but her eyes seemed to accuse the man in front of her as if he were her sworn enemy.

Instead of the husband who had once been affectionate to her.

“Yes!”

When Zhou Zining opened her mouth, blood poured out.

The people of the Bo Family weren’t useless.

She couldn’t remember who had touched her, but her bones ached, and the slightest inhalation felt like her ribs could pierce her lungs at any moment.

Yet, she numbly wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth.

She said, “I just like Bo Yanching, ever since the first time I saw him, what about it?”

“So, you chose to marry me because it meant you could be in contact with Third Brother often?”

“Yes!”

Bo Shuxian closed his eyes, pressing his thin lips together slightly, exhaling the smoke slowly.

He asked, “Why didn’t you board the plane?”

“Why should I leave?

On what grounds do you have the right to send me away?

After all these years, at least I’ve never wronged you publicly.

Couldn’t you just play the fool and continue to live with me?”

Bo Shuxian looked shocked, unbelievingly lowering his gaze.

“Even Qianqian could be used by you?”

Using her own daughter as a target, just to drive Nan Jiaojiao away?

No, it was to remove the woman by Bo Yanching’s side.

If Bo Yanching and Nan Jiaojiao were to get married in the future?

Or, if they broke up, but Bo Yanching would surely have another relationship.

Would Zhou Zining stoop to any means to remove any woman who appeared by his side, using Qianqian again and again?

Zhou Zining laughed, but when she opened her mouth, blood filled the gaps between her teeth.

“So what?

What about it?

I hate, so I hate.

Why is it that Qianqian didn’t die?

If she had drowned, I could easily have framed Nan Jiaojiao.

Even if you checked the surveillance, what then?

Who would believe that I, as a mother, would really harm Qianqian?”

“You!”

Bo Shuxian grabbed Zhou Zining’s collar in one swift motion.

The hand holding the cigarette looked as though it was about to slap her.

But it stopped just before touching her face.

Zhou Zining showed no fear, even thrusting her body forward, pushing her face closer, “Go ahead, hit me!”

He didn’t move.

“I said hit me!”

Bo Shuxian’s eyes turned blood red with rage, a trace of tears spreading from the depths of his eyes, misting in front of him, and through the thin layer of rippling water, he suddenly realized, he had never truly understood the woman in front of him.

“Bo Shuxian, do you know where you fall short compared to Bo Yanching?

Can a filthy digger like you match the president of a listed company?

You should be grateful you look somewhat like him; otherwise, I really couldn’t bring myself to sleep with you.”

Bo Shuxian’s dark eyes widened in shock.

No wonder,

No wonder they rarely shared intimate moments over the years, and even when they did, Zhou Zining would insist on turning off the lights.

Who had she been imagining him to be at those times?

“You’re truly foolish, kept in the dark for so many years.

Why must you confront me openly?

How about this, let’s remarry, I’ll move back into the Bo Family house, and I can still be your wife, how about that?”