Bo Yunshen's face looked increasingly unpleasant.
No, no, no, he knew a bit about Qin Yan; he knew her personality.
She means what she says.
Once she brought up divorce, there was no room for maneuver.
At this time, quietly running away, maybe Qin Yan hated him, Bo Yunshen, so much that she feared him dying prematurely, causing blood cancer, unwilling to donate her marrow to him.
Last night, what Qin Yan said pierced his eardrums, Bo Yunshen took a deep breath,
she said that if he didn't marry Manman, he should be at her beck and call.
In his opinion, should anything happen to him, Qin Yan wouldn't even blink.
Bo Yunshen thought, feeling as though a knife was stabbing his chest.
That awkward feeling entangled his heart, making him uncomfortable no matter what.
He clenched his phone, intending to call Xu Lin, to have Xu Lin find out Qin Yan's whereabouts.
Not a word spoken, just left.