Chapter 1252: Untitled

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

She wanted to go on stage to pull Shen Fanxing down forcefully, but a figure suddenly appeared in front of her. He grabbed her arm and threw Jiang Rongrong off the stage mercilessly!

“Ah—”

She was pushed off the stage with a thud, followed by Jiang Rongrong’s shrill scream.

Everyone present was shocked and looked at the scene in disbelief.

No matter how overboard he was, he was still an old man. With this, wouldn’t his arm and leg be broken?

However, the people standing on the stage were even more shocked.

Yuan Sichun was so frightened that her face turned pale. Her body swayed and she took two steps back uncontrollably.

“Yu… Yu Song?!”

Didn’t he leave with Brother Bo?

Why did he suddenly appear?!

Could it be…

Old Master Bo frowned deeply.

“Yu Song, why are you back?!”

Shen Fanxing looked up at Yu Song and was stunned for a long time. Her eyes trembled again.

Her body swayed slightly before she reacted. She walked to Yu Song’s side and grabbed his sleeve tightly.

She looked up at him and asked with trembling lips,

“Yu Song, is Ah Chuan back?”

Yu Song’s face was pale and his handsome face was covered in sweat.

He smiled at Shen Fanxing and said, “Sorry, Madam, Master might…”

Before he could finish speaking, there was a commotion below the stage.

There were exclamations, low cries, and doubts. All the voices gathered together, causing the atmosphere in the banquet hall to reach another climax.

Stunned, Shen Fanxing turned to look at the audience.

Her aimless eyes moved left and right before landing on the entrance of the banquet hall.

A tall figure was walking over quickly.

Her eyes flickered and she suddenly felt all the energy in her body drain away. She almost lost her balance.

She staggered slightly and turned around slowly, staring intently at the man who was striding towards the stage.

He was wearing a white suit, and the crystal flowers on his collar reflected a dazzling light. He looked noble and pure, as if he had walked out of a painting.

Shen Fanxing’s lips twitched and her eyelashes fluttered. Seeing the man, her heart was filled with grievance, but she was especially grateful for his timely appearance.

Bo Jinchuan’s gaze was fixated on Shen Fanxing and he didn’t look away. His tall and slender figure was getting closer and closer. His usual steady footsteps were now filled with urgency and confusion.

Everyone couldn’t help but move to the sides to make way for him.

As he got closer to the stage, Bo Jinchuan quickened his pace.

Shen Fanxing’s gaze followed him as her eyes reddened.

Bo Jinchuan pressed his lips tightly, his calm eyes trembling because of her red eyes.

He strode up the stairs and strode to her side. Along the way, he had already extended his long and strong arms towards Shen Fanxing and pulled her into his embrace.

“Sorry… I’m late… I’m sorry…”

He hugged her tightly, wishing he could crush her into his bones. It was as if this was the only way to calm his uneasy heart and prevent the woman in front of him from being too sad.

Her body ached from the man’s strong arms. The man’s unique scent lingered at the tip of her nose, enveloping her completely. The warmth of his embrace made Shen Fanxing finally let go of all her strength and coldness.

“You’re finally back…”

She said softly with relief, but her voice could not help but tremble.

Bo Jinchuan held her head with one hand and carefully avoided her beautiful hairstyle. He hugged her tightly again.

“I’m sorry, Fanxing. I’m sorry…”

He kept kissing her hair and his cold voice was filled with guilt. His trembling and relieved voice slowly flowed through the silent banquet hall and lingered in everyone’s hearts.

How much did he care about the woman in his arms?

Shen Fanxing was still aggrieved. Now that she was in the man’s arms, her tensed heart relaxed completely. After receiving the man’s gentleness, she felt even more aggrieved.

“I’ve waited for you for so long…”

She felt wronged and resentful.

The feeling of anticipation and disappointment was too torturous.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Every second, every second…”

Shen Fanxing muttered under her breath, every word trembling uncontrollably. Tears of grievance flowed uncontrollably.

The woman in his arms was crying pitifully. Her voice was trembling and even her body was trembling.

Bo Jinchuan felt as though his heart was about to shatter.

He let go of her and looked at the unprecedented tears on her face. He reached out anxiously to wipe them, but he couldn’t finish.

“I’m sorry…”

He murmured and leaned over to wipe the tears off her face.

Her tears continued to flow.

He knew how much he had wronged her.

“I’m sorry…”

He cringed, not daring to ask her to forgive him. Even he found the word “forgive” hard to say.

He hugged her tightly again. The hand on her waist used almost all of his strength. It was so big that she almost suffocated.

Shen Fanxing was still sobbing as she wrapped her arms around the man’s waist and buried her face in his chest.

Bo Jinchuan caressed her head and planted gentle kisses on the top of her head.

Hugging her was like hugging a lost treasure.

“…”

“…”

“…”

The audience was silent.

Everyone looked at the two people hugging on stage in disbelief.

When Bo Anxi and the others saw this, they couldn’t help but cry tears of joy.

However, her heart ached for Shen Fanxing.

After enduring for so long, she had finally made it.

Gradually, people began to react.

“Oh my god, CEO Shen… is crying.”

Everyone thought, “F*ck, what kind of logic is that? Normal people’s focus shouldn’t be here, right?”

However, they had never seen Shen Fanxing, who had always been capable and strong, cry.

She hid in the man’s arms and cried aggrievedly. She actually…

She realized that she was actually a weak and slender woman who needed to be protected.

But—

“So, CEO Shen’s fiancé is really the CEO of the Bo… Bo Consortium?”