Chapter 1227
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
Chapter 1227: Future Son-in-law
Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and tugged lightly. Sometimes, love was a deadly thing.
Like herâ¦
If Bo Jinchuan really had another woman, or if one day, she realized that his kindness to her was not unique, perhaps it was because he was good to her. In the past or in the future, he belonged to another womanâ¦
Just thinking about it made her feel suffocated.
âItâs best if you think that way. But Qingzhi, youâre my friend. I canât stand by and do nothing. Stay with me in Ping Cheng City firstâ¦â
âOkay, I have nothing to do anyway⦠Why donât you help me open a branch in Ping Cheng when youâre done? I have nothing to do anyway. Why donât I manage the company there?â
Perhaps with a job, she wouldnât have so much free time to grieve for a man.
âOkay. You have to raise a healthy and handsome son-in-law for me and manage your body well. Otherwise, I will never allow my daughter to marry an invalid. There are also a few mothers-in-law who are not in good health and canât even carry their grandchildren.â
âThatâs a must!â Xu Qingzhi smiled and blinked. âDonât worry, my son is tall, big, and handsome. Heâs the male god among male gods. Itâs definitely not a loss for your daughter to marry my son!â
Xu Qingzhiâs eyes lit up when she thought of the blissful days ahead.
Love might not be everything in life.
It would shift, fade, and be replaced.
No one would have such pure love like Qingzhi.
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Shen Fanxing told Xu Qingzhi about the variety and effects of the flowers that could be used to make essential oil. A servant came to call for dinner.
At the dining table, the atmosphere was heavy for no reason.
She had no idea why.
Before dinner ended, Old Master suddenly spoke.
âLetâs have dinner later. Jinchuan and Fanxing, you must follow me to the study. I have something to tell you.â
The old manâs tone was calm, but everyone could tell that something was amiss.
They all looked up at him.
The old man didnât give any of them an extra look.
However, less than two minutes after the Old Master finished speaking, Yu Song suddenly came looking for him.
After saying something to Bo Jinchuan, he put down his chopsticks immediately.
When he left, his face was dark and his footsteps were more hurried than usual.
âI told you, I have something to discuss.â
The old manâs cold voice suddenly sounded.
âI have something urgent to attend to.â Bo Jinchuan didnât stop.
âThere shouldnât be anything in the company that we have to do now!â
Bo Jinchuan lost his patience and said, âI told you itâs urgent.â
Old Master Bo slammed his chopsticks on the table.
âWhat I want to say is also very important! If you insist on leaving, donât blame me for not giving you a chance!â
Bo Jinchuan didnât speak further. He pushed his chair away and strode away.
âBo Jinchuan!â Old Master Bo bellowed, but Bo Jinchuan didnât stop.
Yu Song followed closely behind him with a serious expression.
When his gaze landed on Shen Fanxing, it was obvious that he was avoiding her.
Shen Fanxing felt increasingly uneasy as she chased after him.
She grabbed the hem of Bo Jinchuanâs windbreaker.
âWhatâs wrong? What happened?â
His appearance made her feel uneasy.
She had never seen him in such a hurry.
Bo Jinchuan stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her beautiful face. His dark eyes were filled with unfathomable emotions.
Shen Fanxing suddenly grabbed Bo Jinchuanâs sleeve and asked, âWhere are you going?â
She didnât know why she was feeling so uneasy.
Perhaps Old Masterâs attitude these few days had really frightened her.
Perhaps because the engagement date was approaching, she was a little anxious on such an important day.
âI have something urgent to attend to. Wait for me at home.â
With that, he bent and planted a kiss on Shen Fanxingâs forehead.
After that, he let go of her and turned to leave. However, a subtle force stopped him.
He stopped in his tracks again and turned around. He lowered his head to look at the corner of the windbreaker that was still held tightly. Then, he looked up at the owner of the slender and fair hand.
âFanxing.â
Shen Fanxing looked up slowly. Her clear eyes were exceptionally calm, as though there were too many things in them.
Bo Jinchuan had only called her name, but Shen Fanxing knew that he wanted her to let go.
She shook her head slightly, rejecting Bo Jinchuanâs intentions.
She tightened her grip on his shirt.
A few seconds seemed too long.
âAh Chuan, do you⦠really have premarital phobia?â
Bo Jinchuan paused and caressed her head gently.
âStop fooling around. Wait for me at home. Iâll be back soon.â
Shen Fanxing lowered her gaze and her gaze landed on her hand that was clutching Bo Jinchuanâs shirt tightly. Her hand was curled up and her knuckles were pale.
She stared at her hand for a long time before releasing it bit by bit.
Then, she looked up at him with a bright smile on her face.
âAlright, Iâm not going anywhere. Iâll wait⦠to be your bride.â
Bo Jinchuan smiled and pulled her into his embrace before kissing her.
Shen Fanxing allowed him to kiss her as she responded to him.
A long and deep kiss ensued.
Yu Song turned around silently.
After a long while, Bo Jinchuan released her and pressed his forehead against hers. His low and hoarse voice sounded.
âIgnore the old man.â
Shen Fanxing nodded and replied, âYes.â
Bo Jinchuan looked at her with his dark eyes and patted her head. Then, he turned around and left quickly.
Shen Fanxingâs other hand, which had been behind her, was clenched so tightly that her knuckles hurt.
A hand wrapped around hers. Shen Fanxingâs eyes flickered and she turned to look at Xu Qingzhi.
âWhat are you worried about? Itâs not like heâs not coming back. Is there a need to be so reluctant?â
Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and said, âThis is the first time Iâve seen him leave like this. And I donât know what he wants?â
Xu Qingzhi squeezed her hand and said, âI think youâve been spoiled by the CEO. How can you be sad about such a small separation? How can I bear it?â
Upon hearing Xu Qingzhiâs comparison, Shen Fanxingâs eyes flickered and she glanced at her.
âIâm not sad. Donât think too much!â
Xu Qingzhi shrugged nonchalantly.
âEven if I do, I wonât allow myself to care. What I care about the most now is your future son-in-law.â