“You have no right to decide for her.”
His well-defined hand rested on the wooden table, and his deep voice was filled with authority.
“I want to see her.”
“Impossible.”
The man sitting opposite her exuded an aura that was as firm as a mountain. His handsome face was calm and composed.
“She’s my wife now. I have the right to decide whether to stay or leave. Don’t insist on bringing a ‘dead person’ back and maintain the status quo. Everyone will be happy.”
Bo Jinchuan glanced at her calmly and asked, “Everyone is happy?”
Chu Boyang nodded without commenting.
“Who’s happy? Is she the one who advocates peace, or is it you?”
Chu Boyang narrowed his eyes. “Safety is the best choice.”
Bo Jinchuan retracted his hand and stood up slowly. His expression was calm and indifferent, but there was an undeniable pressure.
“Do you know that her daughter has been looking for her?”
“Naturally.”
“All these years, you allowed her to do whatever she wanted to find her mother? Or did you not want them to meet and cause trouble?”
“She’s doing well now. Not enough?”
“What about her past?”
“There are always unhappy things in life. Her life needs all kinds of colors.”
“If her mother was here, she wouldn’t have endured all that!”
“If her mother was around, you wouldn’t have met her!”
Yu Song was trembling with fear as he listened. His clenched fists were already covered in cold sweat.
The two of them chatted without any pause. Their words were slow and clear, but they were ready to fight at any moment.
The atmosphere in the conference room was as tense as Yu Song’s current state.
Bo Jinchuan finally fell silent.
He couldn’t deny that.
Everything depended on a single thought. The slightest difference could lead to a huge loss.
If it weren’t for Fanxing’s experience and their decision-making, they might still be strangers.
“So you can’t tolerate her?”
Chu Boyang smiled faintly. “I’ll bring her back.”
“What did you do previously?”
“Given her condition previously, she probably didn’t want her daughter to see her.”
Bo Jinchuan lowered his gaze to his watch and his face darkened.
“Mr Bo, it’s time for you to go back to attend your engagement party. There’s not much time left. Otherwise, it would be unforgivable to leave her there alone!”
Yu Song was a little anxious and couldn’t help but take a step forward. “Master…”
Bo Jinchuan’s eyes darkened and his expression remained unchanged.
“I want to take her away. She has to go back with me today!”
Chu Boyang also stood up slowly. “I said, no.”
Bo Jinchuan stared at Chu Boyang for two seconds before raising his left hand. His gaze landed on the watch Shen Fanxing had given him.
Beside him, Yu Song’s expression darkened.
Not long after, Bo Jinchuan lowered his arm and looked at the man standing opposite him.
“I must take her away today. This is my wife’s wish.”
Chu Boyang shook his head. “Do you know what will happen if she appears?”
Bo Jinchuan smiled knowingly and said, “There’s no difference.”
“But I don’t want her to be in any danger. She almost lost her life because of this. You want me to push her out again… That’s impossible.”
“You don’t have the ability to protect her?”
“I’m content with the current situation. She’s absolutely safe. I don’t have to worry too much.”
Bo Jinchuan nodded and said, “That’s a pity. I only want to make my wife happy.”
They were on different sides!
There was no point in continuing.
This negotiation had completely collapsed.
In just a few seconds, the door to the conference room opened in a hurry.
It was Chu Boyang’s administrative assistant.
“Mr. President, bad news. There’s a riot at the border. The other party wants to see you!”
Chu Boyang frowned. “Is it the border army of Country Y?”
“I don’t think so!”
Her words were reserved, but those who understood naturally understood.
Every country had its left and right, and Country B was no exception.
It was the anti-government army.
“Sir, many ministers have already arrived at the administrative meeting hall. The reporters will probably arrive soon. There are already casualties. I’m afraid this matter won’t be easy to explain.”
Chu Boyang looked at Bo Jinchuan gloomily.
Bo Jinchuan said calmly,
“Since you have something on, I won’t disturb you.”
Bo Jinchuan turned and walked towards the door. Yu Song strode forward and opened the door.
“Sir, I’ve found the location. It’s in a villa in the middle of the island.”
She was sandwiched in the middle with bodyguards guarding her.
Not only was it difficult to enter, but it was even harder to come out.
Casualties were inevitable!
Yu Song didn’t say anything unnecessary. Bo Jinchuan could tell what he meant.
However, he didn’t hesitate at all. As he strode out of the conference room, he spat out four words expressionlessly.
“Hurry up.”
The meaning was obvious—
He wanted to forcefully take her away!
“Yes.”
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Ten minutes later, there was a rumble in the sky above the island. The helicopter turned the almost still air into a storm as it circled above the central villa.
At the same time, the alarm of the entire presidential palace sounded.
Chu Boyang, who had just gotten into the car and left, heard the commotion and his expression changed drastically!
“Turn around!”
“Yes!” The driver was shocked and his body trembled. He stepped on the brakes and turned the car around.
The speed of the car was almost the highest ever.
Looking at the President’s expression, the driver couldn’t help but tremble.
His gentle and mature face was now filled with a terrifying hostility.
When the car almost sped into the presidential palace, gunshots rang out one after another.
Under the cover of Yu Song, Bo Jinchuan successfully entered the villa.
Upon hearing the sounds of gunfire outside, the servants in the house huddled together in fear. They hid in a corner and sobbed uncontrollably.
There was no expression on Yu Song’s cold face. He pointed the gun at the servants and said in threatening English,
“Which room is Madam President in?”
“Wuwu…”
“No…”
Bang—
The gun fired.
She was greeted with screams!
“Shut up!”
Then, there was a series of gunshots. Yu Song raised the pistol above his head and fired a few shots at the ceiling. When the screams of the maids stopped, he said,
“Where is Madam President’s room?!”
“The… the last room on the third floor.”
There were guards outside the villa. Bo Jinchuan went straight to the third floor and found a room. He kicked open the wooden door.
His sharp gaze landed on the bed…
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