Chapter 2087 - Blocked
Attack of the Adorable Kid: President Daddy's Infinite Pampering
Translator: Atlas StudiosEditor: Atlas Studios
Ye Qingcheng looked at the blood on Ye Jieâs arm and her pupils constricted.
She froze on the spot, unable to move for a while.
Her lips moved, wanting to say something but nothing came out.
As the Crown Prince, he had a heavy responsibility on his shoulders. A sneeze could make the people around him worry, let alone cut him ruthlessly with a knife and bleed!
Ye Qingchengâs face was pale and she squeezed out after a while, âIt seems like you really like herâ¦â
At the thought of Bo Cixue, Ye Qingcheng felt that it was only a matter of time before he fell for her.
Ye Jie did not respond to Ye Qingchengâs words. His dark eyes landed on her face, only caring about one thing, âI hope you donât go back on your words.â
Ye Qingcheng opened her mouth, wanting to say something when she suddenly heard an angry shout. âWhoâs in the back garden in the middle of the night?â
Hearing Ye Xuanâs voice, Ye Qingchengâs mind went blank. She went forward and snatched the fruit knife from Ye Jieâs hand.
Before Ye Jie could say anything, the fruit knife was taken away by Ye Qingcheng.
Ye Xuan strode over.
Seeing Ye Jie and Ye Qingcheng standing there, Ye Xuan frowned. âThe two of youâ¦â He suddenly saw Ye Jieâs red left arm from the corner of his eye and was shocked.â What happened? Are you injured?â
As she spoke, she saw the fruit knife in Ye Qingchengâs hand.
Ye Qingcheng swallowed. âI stabbed him. I donât like this person at all. If you want me to marry him, Iâll stab him every time I see him in the futureâ¦â
The commotion in the back garden alarmed Ye Lang and Madam Ye.
The two of them were shocked when they went downstairs.
Bo Cixue pushed Ye Qingcheng down the stairs and made her fall into a vegetative state. They were the victims and had the right to make conditions.
However, Ye Qingcheng stabbing Ye Jie in the middle of the night was a more serious crime than Bo Cixue pushing her down the stairs. Ye Jie would be the king of the country in the future. It would be a serious crime for anyone to touch him, let alone stab him!
Seeing that the white shirt on Ye Jieâs left arm was stained with blood and it was a ghastly sight, Ye Lang glanced at Madam Ye. Madam Ye raised her hand and slapped Ye Qingchengâs face.
âHow dare you attack the Crown Prince?â
Ye Jie pursed his lips, wanting to say something when Ye Qingcheng immediately aimed the fruit knife at his heart. âI donât like him at all now. Why do I have to marry him? I hate marriage that is tied down!â
âIf you donât want such a thing to happen again, please give up on the idea of marrying him. If not, Iâd rather both of us suffer!â
Ye Qingcheng threw down the fruit knife, covered her swollen face and ran upstairs.
Ye Lang and Madam Ye hurriedly apologized to Ye Jie, saying that Ye Qingcheng was insensible and asking for his forgiveness.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Bo Cixue, who was staying in the hotel, did not know what had happened in the presidential palace.
But no one answered her calls.
Bo Cixue felt even more uneasy.
Since she was young, she had always wanted to be a woman who was worthy of him. But now, she had become his weakness and burden.
Why should he take responsibility for her own mistakes?
Bo Cixue did not sleep for the entire night.
The next morning, she woke up.
After leaving a note in the living room for Bo Yan, Bo Cixue went out.
She headed to the presidential palace.
As long as the Ye family did not see her, she would not leave.
She must apologize to their family in person.
âWhen they arrived at the entrance of the presidential palace, Bo Cixue asked the guard to report it, but when the guard saw that it was her, he was not even willing to report it.
Bo Cixue waited for half an hour.
suddenly, a blinding light flashed past.
Before Bo Cixue could react, a group of reporters with guns surrounded her.
Bo Cixue had nowhere to hide.
These reporters had clearly come prepared.
âMiss Bo, why are you at the entrance of the presidential palace?â
âIs it because of the video that was circulating on the internet a few days ago? Do you have any explanation for it?â
âOr did you come to the presidential palace to apologize because Miss Bo is guilty?â
âIt seems like Miss Bo was rejected. What do you think about this, Miss Bo?â
The reporters fought to question her, each question sharper than the other. One of the reportersâ microphone almost hit Bo Cixueâs face.
Bo Cixue was not from a small family. Although she was a little panicked, she did not show it on her face.
The flashlights kept flashing, making it difficult for her to open her eyes.
âIf you want me to answer questions, please follow professional ethics and order. Itâs extremely rude and against the rules to push microphones and machines into my face.â
âMiss Bo, please donât change the topic. How could you do this to a young girl?â
âAfter she fell into a vegetative state, did you disregard the presidential palace by not apologizing immediately?â
âHave you ever felt guilty in the past four years? If the video hadnât been exposed, you would probably still be hiding like a coward, right?â
Bo Cixue was surrounded in the center of the circle. The people outside kept squeezing in and all kinds of noise buzzed in her ears, making her temples throb.
At this time, not to mention answering the question, even breathing was difficult.
âDonât push, everyone. Step back first.â
No one was willing to listen to her. They all wanted to get her answer immediately. Not only did they not move back, but the people behind them also wanted to squeeze forward.
Bo Cixue furrowed her eyebrows tightly.
It was getting harder to breathe and she did not want to hold it in anymore. Reaching out her hand, she grabbed the camera in front and threw it to the ground.
There was a loud bang and the chaotic scene fell silent.
Bo Cixue looked at the reporter whose camera she had smashed with a cold expression. âTill compensate you double for your machine, but if you continue to squeeze like this and something happens to me, it wonât be as simple as losing your job.â
After a few seconds of silence, the crowd slowly moved aside.
Bo Cixue breathed in the fresh air and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, her doe eyes were clear and firm.
âSince everyone is interested in what happened four years ago, Iâl tell you the truth through your cameras now.â
The reporters were all excited. As long as Bo Cixue admitted that she had pushed Ye Qingcheng, her reputation would be ruined.
The reporter standing at the front was the first to ask, âMiss Bo, are you going to admit that Princess Qingcheng falling into a vegetative state has nothing to do with you?â
Bo Cixue looked at the reporter whose eyes were filled with excitement. She knew what he was thinking. As long as she nodded, they could make her fall into the abyss of eternal damnation.
Bo Cixue opened her mouth and was about to say something when a voice trailed over.. âIsnât it more appropriate for you to ask me?â