Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 150 Another Husband

"I pierced her hand and nailed her to the cabin. The boat headed towards international waters. However, these small yachts usually have access control settings that allow them to automatically return once they reach international waters or uninhabited areas."

Shen Feiwan nodded. "I don't know what she has mastered, but whatever it is, I don't care. So just leave it to me."

“You don’t care,” Bo Junxing looked at Shen Feiwan, his eyes filled with stubbornness, “but I do care. Even if it’s a fake, composite photo, I don’t want it to be spread.”

"Thank you. But the price you paid was too high, it wasn't worth it. You're a businessman, you shouldn't do something that loses you money."

After Shen Feiwan finished speaking, she stood up and walked to Bo Junxing's side, reaching out to support his arm. "Lie down, I'll help you."

Bo Junxing did not refuse and let her help him lie back on the bed.

Her movements were gentle and delicate, and the warmth of her fingertips seeped through the thin fabric onto his skin.

Looking at her unusually gentle and submissive eyes, Bo Junxing felt complicated. "Shen Feiwan, are you planning to leave?"

“Of course,” Shen Feiwan pointed to the shower gel foam that had just gotten on her clothes and said, “Do you want me to stay in the hospital room with you? But you don’t need to worry about no one taking care of you. I called a caregiver for you when I went to see the doctor. He will come after I leave.”

Bo Junxing smiled. "I knew you would do that."

"It's not surprising. Haven't I always been like this? Actually, I've always been like this, it's just that you're starting to care now. Okay, the blanket's on you. Let's go!"

Bo Junxing lay on the bed, watching her departing figure, without trying to stop her.

Even that couldn't be stopped.

-

Shen Feiwan returned home and went straight to that secluded room.

Inside the room, several screens flickered with cold light, reflecting her calm face.

She sat in front of the main screen, tapped her fingers on the keyboard for a while, and brought up the surveillance footage of Nangang Wharf.

The images flashed by frame by frame, and her gaze, sharp as a hawk's, finally caught sight of Bo Junxing's figure at a certain moment.

He boarded a yacht alone, and half an hour later, his driver appeared in the footage, carrying him away hurriedly from where he had fallen to the ground.

The yacht then sailed away from the dock and disappeared into the vast sea. More than four hours later, the yacht returned to port, and Yue Ying staggered off the boat, her steps unsteady, clearly feeling unwell.

Seeing this, Shen Feiwan pressed the pause button and fixed her gaze on Yue Ying's face.

It seems she's not dead.

That's fine. If she dies, Bo Junxing will be burdened with the responsibility of taking a life.

After turning off the monitoring, Shen Feiwan took out her phone and checked the call log.

She found Yue Ying's number and dialed it.

The moment the call connected, Shen Feiwan immediately said, "Yue Ying, we should talk."

It took Yue Ying a few seconds to react before she spoke, "Are you Shen Feiwan?"

Shen Feiwan was too lazy to waste words with her and went straight to the point, "My husband told me that you know my secret. What is it? Tell me, so he won't have to be a gossip."

Shen Feiwan deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "husband".

Upon hearing this, Yue Ying became furious, her tone filled with resentment, "He told you everything, didn't he?"

Shen Feiwan chuckled lightly, deliberately provoking Yue Ying, "Of course, he's my husband."

"Really?" Hearing Shen Feiwan repeatedly mention the term 'husband,' Yue Ying couldn't help but scoff. "You're really stubborn. You say Bo Junxing is your husband, then let me ask you, what about Lin Zhiyuan? Who is he to you?"

"As far as I know, he seems to be your husband as well. You've always been afraid to tell Bo Junxing this secret, haven't you?"

Lin Zhiyuan—Shen Feiwan paused for a moment, her fingers tightening slightly as she gripped her phone.

The name was like a thorn, always deeply embedded in her heart.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yue Ying's tone became even more sarcastic, "Why are you mute? Have you already forgotten Lin Zhiyuan, your other husband!"

Shen Feiwan remained silent, her gaze fixed on the image frozen on the screen in front of her, her thoughts seemingly drawn back to a distant moment.

How could she possibly forget that man? She would never forget him in her entire life.

After a moment, she finally spoke, her voice calm and indifferent, "Is that all you know?"

Shen Feiwan's tone was so calm that Yue Ying on the other end of the phone was speechless.

It took Yue Ying a while to find her voice, which was sharp and sarcastic.

"Heh, isn't that enough? Shen, I've noticed you have a very strong mentality. That's right, if you weren't shameless, you wouldn't have been so persistent in marrying Bo Junxing."

"Who do you think you are? You're nothing but a worthless woman who climbed the social ladder by relying on men, a woman who's been played with and ruined by men!"

"Being used and abused by men?" Faced with Yue Ying's sarcasm, Shen Feiwan's tone remained calm. "When you attack others, do you either photoshop nude photos of them or accuse them of being used and abused by men?"

"You must have been going through all this, otherwise you wouldn't be thinking about these things all the time. Tsk, how pathetic."

"You fart!"

"So what are you doing? Eating farts? What I'm more curious about is that you called me a few days ago. I believe you must have contacted Bo Junxing even earlier."

"Why haven't you told him these things yet? Instead, you're sending him these low-quality photoshopped pictures to deceive him?"

At this point, Shen Feiwan paused, then her tone suddenly changed, becoming somewhat sarcastic:

"Oh, I see. You're waiting for him to beg you, right? You feel good that he begs you for me, right? You probably don't, since I'm number one in his heart. Also, having your hands nailed to the bed board must have been unpleasant."

Shen Feiwan's every word was like a sharp knife, each one piercing Yue Ying's sore spot.

She didn't understand why Shen Feiwan was so calm when she heard Lin Zhiyuan's name!

But he could also provoke her with just a few words!

She couldn't take it anymore. "Shen Feiwan! Don't be so smug! Do you think you've won? Do you think Bo Junxing will really always be on your side? You're dreaming!"

"Let me tell you, I won't let you get away with this! Just you wait, I'll make sure you can never hold your head up in front of Bo Junxing again!"

Yue Ying's voice was sharp and piercing, almost piercing through the telephone receiver.

Upon hearing this, Shen Feiwan merely curled the corners of her lips slightly, her tone calm to the point of indifference, "Is that so? Then I'll wait and see. Oh, and I wish your hand a speedy recovery."

"Shen Feiwan!!!" Yue Ying screamed uncontrollably.

Shen Feiwan picked up her phone and hung up, laughing it off.

I thought she had some secret, but it turns out it was just this.