Chapter 2086: (Chapter 2086) Containment

Ye Qingcheng looked at the bright red on Ye Kai's arm and his pupils shrank.

She froze in place, unable to move for a while.

His lips pursed, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

As a prince, he has heavy responsibilities on his shoulders. A sneeze can make people around him worry, let alone a sharp slash with a knife, causing blood to drip!

Ye Qingcheng's face turned pale, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence from his throat, "It seems that you really like her..."

Thinking of Bo Cixue, Ye Qingcheng felt that it was only a matter of time before he fell in love with her.

Ye Kai did not respond to Ye Qingcheng's words. His deep and clear black eyes fell on her face, and he only cared about one thing, "I hope you won't go back on your word."

Ye Qingcheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but suddenly an angry voice came out, "Who is in the back garden in the middle of the night?"

Hearing Ye Xuan's voice, Ye Qingcheng's mind went blank. He stepped forward and snatched the fruit knife from Ye Kai's hand.

Before Ye Kai could speak, the fruit knife had already been taken away by Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Xuan strode over.

Seeing Ye Kai and Ye Qingcheng standing there, Ye Xuan frowned, "You two..." From the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught sight of Ye Kai's left arm stained bright red. He was shocked, "What's going on? You're injured." Already?"

While talking, he saw the fruit knife in Ye Qingcheng's hand.

Ye Qingcheng swallowed his throat, "I stabbed him. I don't like this person at all. You want me to marry. I will stab him once every time I see him in the future..."

The noise in the back garden alarmed Ye Lang and Mrs. Ye.

When the two went downstairs and took a look, they were both shocked.

Bo Cixue pushed Ye Qingcheng downstairs, turning her into a vegetative state. Originally, they were the injured parties and were eligible to raise conditions.

But Ye Qingcheng stabbed Ye Kai late at night, which was a more serious crime than when Bo Cixue pushed her downstairs. You know, Ye Kai will be the king of a country from now on. It will be a serious crime for anyone to lay a finger on him, let alone stab him!

Seeing the shocking sight that the white shirt on Ye Kai's left arm was stained with blood, Ye Lang winked at Madam Ye. Madam Ye raised her hand and slapped Ye Qingcheng in the face.

"Why are you so bold and dare to attack the prince?"

Ye Kai pursed his thin lips and wanted to say something. Ye Qingcheng immediately pointed the fruit knife in his hand at his heart, "I don't like him at all now, why do you want me to marry him? I hate a restricted marriage!"

"If you don't want this to happen again, please give up the idea of ​​marrying me with him, otherwise, I would rather lose both sides!"

Ye Qingcheng dropped the fruit knife, covered his swollen face, and ran upstairs.

Ye Lang and Mrs. Ye quickly apologized to Ye Kai, claiming that Ye Qingcheng was ignorant and hoped for his forgiveness.

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Bo Cixue, who was staying in the hotel, had no idea what was happening in the Presidential Palace.

But she called Ye Kai several times, but no one answered.

Bo Cixue felt increasingly uneasy.

Ever since she was little, she had wanted to be a woman worthy of him, but now, she had become his weakness and burden.

Why should he bear the responsibility for her own mistakes?

Bo Cixue stayed up almost all night.

She woke up early the next morning.

After leaving a note for Bo Yan in the living room, Bo Cixue went out.

She heads to the presidential palace.

If the Ye family doesn't see her for a day, she won't leave.

She must apologize to their family in person.

Arriving at the entrance of the Presidential Palace, Bo Cixue asked the guard to report, but when the guard saw it was her, he was not even willing to report.

Bo Cixue waited for half an hour.

Suddenly, a blinding spotlight flashed on.

Before Bo Cixue had time to react, a group of journalists who were fighting with long guns and short guns attacked her.

Bo Cixue had no place to hide even if she wanted to.

These reporters clearly came prepared.

"Ms. Bo, why did you appear at the door of the Presidential Palace?"

"Is it because of the video that circulated on the Internet a few days ago? What explanation do you have for this?"

"Or is it because Miss Bo has a guilty conscience that she came to the Presidential Palace to apologize?"

"It seems that Miss Bo has been turned away. How do you feel about this?"

Reporters rushed to ask questions, each question becoming more acute than the last. One of the reporters almost hit Bo Cixue's face with his microphone.

Bo Cixue did not come from a small family. Although she was a little panicked by such a scene, she did not show it on her face.

The spotlight kept flashing, making it difficult for her to open her eyes.

"If you want me to answer questions, please abide by professional ethics and order. It is extremely impolite and illegal to have a crowd like this and shove the microphone and machine into my face."

"Miss Bo, please don't change the subject. How could you do this to a young girl?"

"After she became a vegetative state, you didn't immediately apologize and plead guilty. Are you showing contempt for the Presidential Palace?"

"In the past four years, have you ever felt guilty in your heart? If the video hadn't been exposed, I'm afraid you would still be hiding and being a tortoise, right?"

Bo Cixue was surrounded in the center of the circle. People outside kept squeezing in, and various noisy sounds buzzed in her ears, making her temples pound.

At times like this, let alone answering questions, even breathing is difficult.

"Everyone, please stop crowding and move back."

No one wanted to listen to her and wanted to get her answer immediately. Not only did they not step back, but the people behind them also wanted to push forward.

Bo Cixue's delicate brows were furrowed.

It became increasingly difficult to breathe, and she didn't want to endure it any longer. She stretched out her little hand, grabbed the photographer's machine at the front, and threw it to the ground.

The sound of 'bang' brought a moment of silence to the chaotic scene.

Bo Cixue looked at the reporter whose camera she had smashed with a cold expression, "I will pay double the compensation for your machine, but if you keep crowding like this, what's wrong with me? If you cause a life, you won't just lose your job." It’s that simple.”

The crowd around them was quiet for a few seconds before slowly retreating to a path.

Bo Cixue breathed in the fresh air. She closed her eyes and opened them again. Her eyes were clear and firm.

"Since everyone is interested in what happened four years ago, I will now tell you the truth through your lens."

The reporters were all excited. As long as Bo Cixue personally admitted that she had pushed Ye Qingcheng, her reputation in this life would be ruined.

A reporter standing at the front was the first to ask, "Miss Bo, are you going to admit that Princess Qingcheng's transformation into a vegetative state is directly related to you?"

Bo Cixue looked at the reporter whose eyes were shining with excitement. She knew what he was thinking. As long as she nodded, they could make her fall into the abyss of eternal destruction.

Bo Cixue opened her mouth and was about to speak when a voice suddenly came over, "Wouldn't it be more appropriate for you to ask me, the client?"