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Chapter 975 - 972: Yan Bo, you scoundrel!

Chapter 975: Chapter 972: Yan Bo, you scoundrel!

Yan Bo glanced at her again, knowing he could no longer hide the truth, so he briefly and succinctly recounted the rejections he had faced recently and the current situation of the company. Tong Xiaohua listened attentively, and with a very solemn expression, she asked.

"Then tell me honestly, did you not tell her because you were afraid that the Tong Family’s reputation would tarnish Yanhuang’s reputation, or because you want to make a clear distinction between us?"

Although Yan Bo kept explaining that he had only hidden the truth out of a wish to appear strong and he hadn’t anticipated that things would get so serious.

But Tong Xiaohua didn’t want to have a thorn in her heart, so she candidly voiced the two fears that had once scared her.

Yan Bo was taken aback, then quickly understood.

"Are you afraid that I’ve been keeping you in the dark for such reasons?" he asked.

Tong Xiaohua didn’t say yes, but neither did she deny it. Yan Bo caressed her face, speaking very sincerely.

"Xiao Hua, I swear to heaven, I’ve never had such thoughts. Toward you and the Tong Family, I have never held any prejudice, you know that, don’t you?"

Tong Xiaohua looked into his eyes unblinkingly and after a moment of silence, she asked, "So, is it because of your poor self-esteem that you didn’t tell me?"

Yan Bo was stunned again, then pulled out a bitter smile and helplessly nodded, "Yes, it’s indeed because of my pathetic self-esteem."

After all, all the bravado, all the persistence, indeed, was for that pitiful self-esteem and perseverance.

Really, for nothing else.

Tong Xiaohua continued staring at him without moving, "Then I’m telling you now that I personally have enough funds to lend you for the turnover. Do you want it?"

Tong Xiaohua is not a man, and she admits she can’t think from Yan Bo’s perspective. So, she now gave him the choice. It was up to him whether to accept it or not.

Even though Yan Bo didn’t mind being involved with the Tong Family, to tell the truth, Tong Xiaohua did mind.

No matter what, Yanhuang was the new venture that the government valued most this year. If they were to be involved in a funding issue tied to gangsters, the consequences would be far from mild.

So, after obtaining the exact amount of the funding shortfall from Di Xu, Tong Xiaohua had already made up her mind.

Yan Bo stared at her with wide eyes, "Where did you get so much money?"

If for his sake, she were to fall into another quagmire, that would not be something he wished to see.

Tong Xiaohua spoke indifferently, "You might not know this, but my father is quite conservative in some aspects. To him, neither property management nor fixed assets are as useful as cash in a crisis. Hence, since my birth, he has been regularly depositing a lot of money into mine and my mother’s accounts, and over the past eighteen years, not a single cent has been spent."

Yan Bo, assuming she was unaware of the extent of Yanhuang’s financial gap, mentioned a figure, "That much?"

The sum he mentioned was exactly the same as what Di Xu had told her.

Tong Xiaohua remained indifferent, "Even more!"

She had just forgotten to be angry, and now remembered that she had forgiven him unconditionally, feeling a pang of discomfort, so she strenuously maintained her impassive expression.

Yan Bo knew very well that in fact, she was no longer angry, and right now was just pretending to be upset.

He reached out again and embraced her, saying with a smile, "So did I find a girlfriend, or did I strike gold?"

Tong Xiaohua huffed, "Consider yourself lucky, you found a gold mine for a girlfriend."

Yan Bo hugged her and coaxed her some more, and Tong Xiaohua’s indifferent face finally showed a hint of a smile.

Upon hearing Yan Bo was willing to accept her help, only then did she stand up to pour two cups of warm water, and handed one of them to Yan Bo.

Looking at the couple cup in his hand, Yan Bo looked up at her, "Hmm?"

"Take your medicine!"

Tong Xiaohua said as she squatted down in front of the coffee table, sifting through the bag of Western medicine and asking him, "Where do you feel unwell, do you have throat pain? Do you have a cough?"

Yan Bo silently stared at her until she looked up with furrowed brows and asked, "Hoarse?" He then stood up, walked over, squatted behind her, and embraced her from behind.

He buried his head in her shoulder and muttered, "Baby, I’m not unwell anywhere. I just drank some wine last night and was afraid you would overthink, so when you asked me if I was sick, I said yes. I didn’t expect..."

He hadn’t expected her to be so worried, to have bought medicine and run over first thing in the morning.

He hadn’t expected that she would cry out of anger because he had kept something hidden from her!

Tong Xiaohua was stunned for a moment before she recovered and swiveled her elbow fiercely into his ribs.

"You! Are! Sick!"

This bastard, for causing her a sleepless night!

This bastard, for making her so angry and upset first thing in the morning!

Truly sick!

However, the sick one wasn’t him, but her!

And she was sick with a disease called love.

And seriously sick at that!

Yan Bo held her tightly, not ducking or dodging, letting her ram into his ribs twice in succession.

His ribs were in pain, but he was smiling with great joy, because he had discovered something that made him immensely happy.

She truly loved him more than he had thought!

After Tong Xiaohua had fiercely bumped into him twice, she felt slightly less resentful and struggled to stand up.

But since both had been squatting for a while, their legs were somewhat numb; her struggle caused them to lose their balance, causing them both to fall to the floor in an embrace.

Since Yan Bo’s place was simply decorated, the floor was covered with ordinary tiles. They weren’t wearing much, and as they lay down, the coldness of the floor seeped through their clothes into their skin.

Instinctively, Yan Bo lifted Tong Xiaohua up, resulting in him lying beneath and Tong Xiaohua fully atop him.

Tong Xiaohua wriggled atop him, "Let go of me...", she said while pushing against his solid chest, attempting to sit up.

But Yan Bo was reluctant to let go of her; he had longed last night, as he drank alone, for a soft body to hold, to snuggle and lean against.

Now, even though the effects of the wine had worn off, his emotional yearning, having remained unfulfilled, felt incredibly hollow.

At this moment, he had finally gotten his wish to hold her in his arms; there was no reason for him to let go.

So, one unwilling to let go and one struggling persistently, they had started out back to chest, but somehow ended up in an amorous position, chest to chest.

And as a result of Tong Xiaohua’s struggling, Yan Bo’s body began to react without his consent.

Of course, Yan Bo knew what was happening to his body, but Tong Xiaohua did not. She continued to fumble around recklessly on him, until her body touched something strange, that inexplicable sensation tingling her scalp and causing her brain to explode!

"Yan Bo, you filthy gangster!"

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