Heart Stealer Young Master Bo

Bo Yucheng stood in the midst of the sword shadows and knife lights, as cold as ever. Next to his shiny new leather shoes was a pool of sticky blood.

But the man showed a bit of elegance and dignity in the blood, as if the solemn scene in front of him had nothing to do with him, and he was just an incompatible and elegant gentleman.

"Dirty." Bo Yucheng raised his lips and uttered a word.

He frowned slightly, turned around and stepped out with his slender legs, stepped over the blood and left Chuanyang Temple.

He took off the black windbreaker stained with blood...

Bo Yucheng threw it away casually. The white shirt and black trousers embellished his tall figure, making him look more elegant and noble, and his every move was like a gentleman.

Who would have thought that he had just stepped over countless corpses to come here.

...

Qinglan Waterside Pavilion.

The warm and soft light of the early morning diffused into the bedroom through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and gently fell on the soft big bed.

Shi Qinglan slept on her side, her soft, boneless hands gently clenched into an empty fist, her sleeping face delicate, peaceful and calm.

She was gradually awakened by the sun, her fluttering and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously rubbed her side like a spoiled child, but suddenly realized that the person in the quilt seemed to be gone.

The girl immediately opened her eyes, "Acheng?"

She turned over and sat up and scanned the empty bedroom, but did not see the man's figure, and there was almost no residual warmth in the quilt.

But the slightly wrinkled sheets on her side and the familiar smell in the quilt confirmed that Bo Yucheng did sleep here last night.

"Where is he?" Shi Qinglan frowned slightly.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, raised her hand to rub her sleepy eyes and walked into the bathroom, washed and changed her clothes, and was about to call Bo Yucheng to ask, but the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open.

"Kacha——"

Shi Qinglan raised her eyes after hearing the sound.

Bo Yucheng walked into the bedroom in a white shirt and black pants, carrying a few take-away boxes in his hand. When he saw that the girl had woken up, his dark eyes sparkled slightly, and then he approached quickly.

"Why did you wake up?" he asked in a deep voice.

Shi Qinglan raised his hand and rubbed his fluffy hair, "I woke up when I found you were not there. Where did you go so early?"

There was no emotion in Bo Yucheng's dark pupils.

He raised his red lips slightly, put the take-away box in his hand on the bedside table, "I bought you some breakfast."

There was no flaw in his usual expression.

Shi Qinglan raised his eyebrows slightly, "Buy breakfast?"

He could leave this kind of thing to Wen Le or Wen Mo. Although there were no servants living in Qinglan Waterside Pavilion, someone would come to arrange the three meals in advance before leaving.

"Yeah." Bo Yucheng curled his lips and looked at the girl.

There was a hint of doting and smile in his eyes, and then he sat on the edge of the bed and opened the takeaway box, "Try it?"

As soon as the lid of the box was opened, a rich aroma came to her face.

The crystal clear shrimp dumpling skin was as white as snow, and as translucent as crystal, the shrimp filling could be vaguely seen; the barbecued pork bun was in the shape of a tall bird cage, with a big belly, bursting with only a little stuffing exposed.

There are also a number of breakfasts such as seafood siu mai, steamed spare ribs with fermented black beans, and Hong Kong-style tortoise jelly, which is the most famous Hong Kong-style morning tea in the imperial capital.

"It smells so good." Shi Qinglan took a deep breath.

Her appetite was instantly opened by the fragrance. When she was about to pick up the chopsticks, Bo Yucheng's big hand held her white wrist, and he couldn't let go and gently rubbed her skin with his fingertips.

"I'll feed you." His voice was low and full of temptation.

Then he picked up a shrimp dumpling with chopsticks and put it into his mouth, biting the thin skin on one side and moving closer to the girl.

Shi Qinglan's red lips curved, a sly smile flashed in her eyes, and she quickly moved closer to bite the shrimp dumpling and snatched it away, so fast that the man was not ready to see her run away.

The soft lips gently rubbed his...

In just a moment, his heart slightly rippled, and the murderous anger in the middle of the night was instantly soothed by the girl's insignificant action.

Breakfast greatly satisfied her taste buds, and Shi Qinglan did not ask him about his whereabouts last night.

...

I heard that Lan Chu was well taken care of.

Bai Jingchen deliberately pushed away all the company's affairs recently, and did the work that had to be handled at home. He almost stayed with the girl all the time, and was willing to let her get out of bed until she was basically healed.

Half a month later, Lan Chu was allowed to return to school.

The welcome reception of Imperial University is being prepared in full swing, and the students are discussing it with great enthusiasm.

"Of course you have to wear a dress for the welcome reception."

Han Yina's lips curled slightly, and she raised her hand to touch her slightly curly long hair, "We, the wealthy families in the Imperial Capital, often hold various receptions, so my parents prepared a cloakroom for me, which is filled with all kinds of dresses. You can borrow them from me if you want."

She was proud and arrogant in her every move, and the contempt between her eyebrows was not concealed.

"The life of a rich daughter is so enviable!"

"Sister Yina's cloakroom is bigger than my bedroom, right? I have a picture in my mind, it's very luxurious!"

"So envious... Sister Yina, are the young masters of your rich families as handsome as in TV dramas?"

"I heard that there are two golden bachelors in the rich families of the capital, namely Mr. Bo of the Bo family chaebol and Mr. Jue of the Shi family chaebol. Sister Yina, have you seen these two handsome guys?"

Han Yina showed off in the small garden of the dormitory area.

Many girls around her gathered around curiously, envy and curiosity about the rich life far away from them.

As the highest institution of learning in China, Imperial Capital University relies on real ability rather than money to get in. Therefore, most students are relatively ordinary, and there are very few children from wealthy families. After all, if you have money, isn’t it better to study abroad?

"Of course I have seen it." Han Yina smiled softly with her lips covered, "When I was a child, my parents joked about arranging a baby marriage."

"Oh! My God, this is simply a novel plot!"

"Two handsome guys are jealous and want to marry the little childhood sweetheart of a family friend. I think I can write a novel!"

"Are they really super handsome..."

The girls screamed like groundhogs in an instant. After all, the plot of the domineering president falling in love with me is too sweet. Maybe girls all hope that this sweet love will fall on themselves.

However, the facts prove that neither money nor handsome guys belong to them.

The presidents are all bald and beer bellies, and the handsome guys are dating boys... Is it the destruction of human nature or the decline of morality.

"It's so lively over there." Lan Chu pouted her pink lips gently.

She walked past the small garden with Shi Qinglan on her arm. She wanted to go back to the dormitory to get something, but she didn't expect to see Han Yina showing off her wealth in a crowd.

Lan Chu tilted her head slightly, "It seems to be Han Yina..."

Hearing this, Shi Qinglan's beautiful eyes sparkled with a little light, and then raised her eyes to look at the crowd.

Han Yina was in high spirits, with self-righteousness and arrogance between her eyebrows, as if she was showing off something.