Chapter 1181

The phrase “the lingering spirit” had completely confirmed their guess.

Madam and Young Master Qi had an extraordinary relationship. Now, Young Master Qi was protecting her silently!

It wasn’t easy to persevere for five years. If one thought about it carefully, who could imagine the sacrifice and price of facing 40 to 50 assassinations by professional killers in these five years?

If Madam knew about this, how would she feel?

Out of all the “love rivals” or “third parties” in Master’s eyes, Qi Mohan was the only one he cared about the most.

Now, it was even more so.

When the door opened, Yuan Sichun and Fang Fang were still standing at the door. When they saw Bo Jinchuan and Yu Song, they rushed into the room without hesitation.

The temperature outside was normal. Yuan Sichun’s sweat had fallen, but the sweat that seeped into her wounds still hurt.

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Yuan Sichun endured the pain and fear and shouted softly.

Bo Jinchuan studied her pale face coldly and his expression darkened.

Yuan Sichun instantly felt a chill run down her spine. An inexplicable fear made her heart tremble uncontrollably.

“Brother Bo… why did you call me out?”

“How stupid are you to ask me such a question?” asked Bo Jinchuan coldly, his gaze and voice devoid of any warmth.

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Yuan Sichun bit her lips tightly and fell silent in embarrassment.

“In the horse riding competition, not only did you lose, but you also lost miserably. In the shooting competition, your skills were inferior to others, and in an unexpected situation, you made people laugh and cry! Yuan Sichun, since we met in HK, think about what you’ve done. You’ve made a fool of yourself.”

Yuan Sichun’s face paled.

“This time, I won’t touch you. Yuan Sichun, it’s not because of our old relationship, nor is it because Old Master is protecting you. It’s because Fanxing asked me not to touch you. I’ll let her. But there won’t be a next time. This is my last warning to you. Behave yourself. The next time, the person locked in the cage inside will be you.”

Yuan Sichun’s eyes widened in fear. Her legs gave way and she collapsed to the ground in front of Bo Jinchuan.

Bo Jinchuan gave her a cold stare before striding out.

Yu Song followed and sent Bo Jinchuan to the car.

“Master, what should we do with Hu Zi and his mother?”

“Let them go as far as they can.”

“Yes.”

Bo Jinchuan drove away while Yu Song stayed behind to handle the aftermath.

After arranging for a medical team to rescue the man called Hu Zi in another room, the old lady regained consciousness.

“Your son is being resuscitated. Our master didn’t hit his fatal spot.”

Yu Song explained to her and reassured her. Tears streamed down the old lady’s face as she nodded repeatedly.

“Old Lady, even if Master killed your son today, he deserved it. In the past few years, they have carried out dozens of operations just to kill our wife. If not for someone protecting her, she might have been killed by your son and his accomplices.”

“I know, I know. He deserved to die! Thank you, thank you to your master for sparing his life.”

Yu Song didn’t say anything else. He turned around and walked out of the emergency room. He went out and brought Yuan Sichun into the car blindfolded.

Along the way, Yuan Sichun didn’t say a word. Her face and lips were pale.

Shen Fanxing slept for more than two hours. When she woke up, Bo Jinchuan wasn’t in the room. She sat up and brushed her messy hair before getting out of bed.

Thinking that Bo Jinchuan would be dealing with his endless work in the study, she yawned and instinctively walked towards the door, intending to look for him.

The moment the door opened, Bo Jinchuan stood outside.

The dark suit he was wearing made him look gloomy.

Shocked, Shen Fanxing looked at his suit and asked,

“Where are you going…”

Before she could finish speaking, the man’s tall figure took two steps towards her. She instinctively retreated, but she was pushed against the wall by the man’s chest.

When she was completely stunned and caught off guard, he kissed her lips forcefully.

Shen Fanxing blinked and instinctively wanted to push him away. However, the man grabbed her wrist and trapped her in his embrace. He pressed his body against hers and kissed her so passionately that she couldn’t breathe.

She could sense that something was wrong with Bo Jinchuan, but she didn’t know why.

In the end, she could only submit to his dominance and accept his kiss. Even after he had kissed her enough, he did not let go of her. Instead, he pressed his forehead against hers in the same position.

Their intertwined breaths were warm and hurried.

Shen Fanxing gripped the collar of his suit tightly while Bo Jinchuan remained silent. His dark eyes were fixated on her face.

When her breathing stabilized, Shen Fanxing asked, “What’s wrong?”

Bo Jinchuan didn’t say anything as he kissed her eyes silently and gently. His cold lips caressed the tip of her nose, her face, and finally her lips.

“Fanxing.” His deep voice carried a hint of coyness, making one’s heart palpitate.

“Yes.” Shen Fanxing lowered her gaze. When she heard the man’s affectionate voice, her long eyelashes fluttered.

Bo Jinchuan tightened his arms around her.

Shen Fanxing buried her face in his chest and felt a strong sense of uneasiness. She could only reach out to hug his slender waist.

“Ah Chuan… what’s wrong?”

“Yes, I realized that I love you very much.”

Shen Fanxing smiled and tightened her grip on Bo Jinchuan.

After a while, she let go of him and looked up at the tall and handsome man.

“You just realized?”

Bo Jinchuan chuckled softly and replied, “Yes.”

Bo Jinchuan watched as the woman in his arms frowned.

“You just realized?!” she repeated, her voice heavier!

Looking at this lively face, Bo Jinchuan felt that he really loved this woman.

Otherwise… why would he find her expression so adorable?

“Every time I find out, I feel like I love you more than before.”

His handsome face, low and magnetic voice, and seductive words.

Shen Fanxing felt her face burning.

This man’s existence was a crime!

It was too inhumane.

“Is saying such sweet nothings a necessary skill for men?”

Bo Jinchuan’s face darkened. “Who else has said such things to you?”