Chapter 1293

“Of course, if you choose not to support me in the end, there’s nothing I can do. I won’t starve myself and Ah Chuan to death!”

The old master glared at Shen Fanxing, panting in anger.

“Looks like you’re really stubborn.”

Shen Fanxing smiled and said, “Stubbornness suits you better.”

“If you insist, don’t blame me for not giving Jinchuan any leeway!”

Shen Fanxing said helplessly, “It’s a pity, Old Master. Our conversation today is meaningless. I’ve asked you to stay. In that case, I’ll leave first. Take care of yourself.”

With that, she turned around and walked towards the door.

Before she reached the door, there was a knock on the door and Aunt Zhang’s voice sounded.

“Old Master, Miss Sichun is here.”

Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow. What a coincidence.

“Let her in!” ordered the Old Master in a low voice. After being angered by Shen Fanxing, someone should disperse his anger.

As soon as she finished speaking, the door opened and Yuan Sichun’s slender figure appeared at the door with a sweet smile.

“Grandpa… Sister-in-law is here too.”

Shen Fanxing smirked and said, “What a coincidence.”

Yuan Sichun’s lips twitched and her gaze landed on Shen Fanxing’s stomach.

Shen Fanxing took two steps forward. Dressed in a blue outfit, she looked elegant and stylish. However, there was something amiss.

Yuan Sichun frowned and her gaze landed on Shen Fanxing’s flats.

In an instant, her hands that were hanging by her sides clenched together. Her heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by someone, and it hurt so much that she couldn’t breathe.

After a long while, Yuan Sichun raised her head and looked at Shen Fanxing. She saw Shen Fanxing looking at her with narrowed eyes. That gaze was indescribable, but it made her nervous.

She pursed her lips with all her might and said, “Sister-in-law’s clothes today… are beautiful.”

Shen Fanxing looked at her quietly for a while before saying, “Really?” She lowered her head and fastened her windbreaker. “I think my shoes are the most beautiful today.”

Yuan Sichun’s gaze landed on Shen Fanxing’s flats again. She bit her lips and said, “She’s indeed… beautiful.”

Without another word, Shen Fanxing walked past her with her hands in her pockets.

A faint scent swept past and Yuan Sichun felt increasingly uneasy.

On the way here, she asked Mother Chen vaguely, but judging from her expression, she didn’t seem to know anything.

Besides, if she knew, there was no reason for her to hide it from him.

She had already relaxed a little, but the moment she saw Shen Fanxing, she couldn’t help but want to confirm it. Especially when she saw that she was wearing flats today, she felt even more uneasy.

She knew that Shen Fanxing had been taken away by Ji Fengmian and had not returned to the Bo residence for so many days. But why did she suddenly return today?

Could it be that the good news had arrived?

She had long known that the Bo Consortium was holding a shareholders’ meeting. Her father had also told her that this was the old man’s final trump card. He was using the inheritance of the company to force Bo Jinchuan to compromise with him.

The so-called compromise naturally included marrying her obediently.

But if Shen Fanxing was really pregnant and used the child as a trump card, then even Grandpa…

Her mind went blank and she almost crushed her teeth.

“Grandpa…” After a long while, she finally spoke and smiled at the Old Master. “Why is Sister-in-law back today? Are you angry again?”

At the mention of Shen Fanxing, the old man’s expression changed drastically. There was no joy at all.

“I don’t want to talk about her. Why are you looking for me?”

Yuan Sichun smiled and said, “My wounds have healed a lot. Thank you for taking care of me before, Grandpa. I happen to be free today, so I came to visit you… Ah, Grandpa, wait a moment. I left the things I brought in the car. I’ll go get them now.”

“…Yes,” replied Old Master indifferently. Yuan Sichun had already turned around and ran out.

Shen Fanxing walked slowly and Yuan Sichun caught up with her at the staircase.

“Sister-in-law…”

Shen Fanxing stopped in her tracks and turned to see Yuan Sichun walking towards her.

Retreating, Shen Fanxing retreated to the side and gave her a faint smile.

“Miss Yuan, what’s the matter?”

Yuan Sichun walked to her and her gaze landed on Shen Fanxing’s stomach. She looked like she wanted to cut Shen Fanxing open to see if there was anything inside.

Since there were only the two of them, Yuan Sichun stopped pretending. “Why are you here to visit Grandpa Bo today?”

“Does it have anything to do with you?”

“Do you know how lonely Grandpa Bo is now? Shen Fanxing, if you hadn’t pestered Brother Bo for nothing, Grandpa Bo wouldn’t have ended up like this. He has a family, but he’s still living alone. Because of you, you stole the warmth that belonged to Grandpa Bo. Don’t you feel guilty at all?”

Shen Fanxing smirked and said, “I’ll return the same to you. When it comes to death energy, no one can compare to you.”

Yuan Sichun glanced at Shen Fanxing, who was standing at the edge of the stairs. Her heart skipped a beat and she walked towards her.

Shen Fanxing stood rooted to the ground as she counted the number of steps Yuan Sichun had taken towards her. The distance between them was getting shorter and shorter.

Yuan Sichun only stopped when she was two steps away from her.

Yuan Sichun was wearing seven-centimeter heels. Standing in front of Shen Fanxing, her height was barely the same as hers.

“Shen Fanxing, has anyone told you that you’re overestimating yourself?”

“No,” replied Shen Fanxing bluntly. Then, as if she had thought of something, her lips curled into an evil smile. “If you’re a human, then yes.”

Yuan Sichun’s face twitched fiercely.

“You want the Yuan family to be your dowry? Do you think that’s possible? Shen Fanxing, you and your daughter are courting death this time. I’ll wait for the day you kneel and repent.”

“Then you might not have woken up from your dream. Even if you’re really reduced to a beggar, you won’t come to your door. But if you want to see me make a fool of myself, forget it. That day won’t come.”

Seeing Shen Fanxing’s nonchalant expression, Yuan Sichun laughed in anger.

“I can’t wait to see you embarrass yourself! However, compared to letting you die a quick death, I prefer to torture you slowly and see how stubborn you are!”

“Keep thinking then.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Shen Fanxing said calmly before turning to walk down the stairs.

Yuan Sichun gritted her teeth in anger. She glanced downstairs and suddenly grabbed Shen Fanxing’s arm.