Chapter 23: Put These On Her

  Bo Tingshen’s hand paused as he was about to open the box, his gaze dropping to the pair of hands clinging to his arm. His eyes were deep and cold—so chilling it felt like they had erupted from the depths of hell. The sight made Ye Xian break out in goosebumps.

  He’s not going to kick me across the room, is he?

  “President Bo, could you please give the box back?” Ye Xian bit her lip, trying to look pitiful and helpless, eyes watery and pleading—an expression that no normal person could resist.

  Bo Tingshen’s gaze moved to her face.

  “This isn’t a gift for the Bo family?”

  Ye Xian stammered, “It… It is, but I changed my mind. I don’t want to give it anymore!”

  The man’s expression was calm as ever, only a slight quirk at the corner of his eyes betraying any emotion.

  Just when Ye Xian thought he might let it go, two bodyguards in bck suits and sungsses came up behind her, swift and precise. They grabbed her and pulled her away from Bo Tingshen.

  “Hey, hey—what are you doing?!”

  Ye Xian was completely thrown off, confused as hell.

  Bo Tingshen casually dusted off his sleeves, then—right in front of her—opened the gift box, piece by piece, with ruthless calm.

  “Nooo…”

  Ye Xian’s voice trembled like a slow-motion movie scene, rising into a frantic squeal.

  The box finally opened. When Bo Tingshen saw what was inside, his eyes instantly darkened.

  Ye Xian’s heart sank like a stone, and her head drooped like a frostbitten leaf.

  It’s over. I’m so done…

  She had just offended her big boss again—and the grandfather he respected most. How was she supposed to recover from this?! Send help. Urgent.

  Bo Tingshen reached into the box and lifted the silky, torn, red ce fabric between his fingers. His voice was cold and low. “Lingerie?”

  Ye Xian’s fingers twitched. She raised her head with a look of death-row resignation. “Um… President Bo, please don’t misunderstand, I can expin—”

  “This is what you pnned to give to my grandfather?”

  “No! Of course not! This is a huge misunderstanding… I grabbed the wrong box!” Ye Xian babbled frantically, only to see the way Bo Tingshen looked at her change completely.

  That look—it was like he was staring at someone both perverted and deeply twisted.

  And to make things worse, in everyone’s eyes right now, she was still a man! Wearing women’s lingerie…

  “No, no, no!” Ye Xian waved her hands wildly to defend her innocence. “President Bo, please don’t misunderstand! I’m not that kind of pervert! This lingerie isn’t mine—someone gave it to me—wait, no! It wasn’t even for me…”

  The more she tried to expin, the worse it got. And Bo Tingshen clearly wasn’t buying any of it. In his eyes, she was now a pervert and someone who had tried to humiliate Old Master Bo. He didn’t even want to look at her anymore.

  “Put these on him,” he ordered coldly, tossing the box aside as he turned and walked away.

  The two bodyguards said in unison, “Yes, sir!”

  “???”

  Ye Xian stared in disbelief, watching the two bodyguards approach—dead serious—as they picked through the lingerie to figure out which way was up.

  Realizing Bo Tingshen wasn’t joking, her face went pale. She crossed her arms over her chest protectively. “What are you doing?!”

  The two guards replied in a ft, emotionless tone like robots: “Mr. Ye, would you like to put it on yourself, or shall we assist you?”

  “Put on your damn head!”

  They’re insane! Forcing her to wear something like that in broad daylight?!

  Is this what top-tier big bosses are like? So vicious they can casually say something this outrageous?!

  “Since Mr. Ye is unwilling to cooperate… don’t bme us for being rough.”

  As they stepped forward, ready to strip her by force—

  Current Bo Tingshen: “Put these on her.”

  Married Bo Tingshen: “Break their arms for touching her.”

  Current Bo: “Wear this.”

  Married Bo: “Be good, baby—put this on for me.”