Chapter 1394
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
She was clearly a strong woman with no shortcomings outside, but in private, she was so delicate and lively in front of him. The strong contrast made him especially satisfied.
This proved that this was his exclusive right.
âWhat did you play?â
Shen Fanxing blinked and sat on the stool. She raised her hands and a familiar melody sounded.
A dream wedding.
After the song, Shen Fanxing turned to smile at him. âI promised to play for you in the past.â
Bo Jinchuan smiled and caressed her cheek. âIt sounds so nice.â
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Shen Fanxing smiled and said, âThe song is good, but I donât like it. Donât like it either.â
Bo Jinchuan paused for a few seconds before chuckling softly. âWhy?â
Shen Fanxing raised her hand to play Little Xingxingâs tune. Every note was clear and melodious.
âThereâs a very sad story in this song. I donât really like it.â
Bo Jinchuan naturally knew the story.
Shen Fanxing stopped what she was doing and said slowly,
âAn ordinary young man fell in love with the princess of the Country of Dreams. However, he knew the gap between the two of them and that this love was destined to be empty, so he packed his luggage and left alone.
When he returned to the Dream Country after six years, the entire country was filled with a festive atmosphere. Colorful flags were hung everywhere and people were singing happily.
He asked the passers-by and learned that the princess was about to hold a wedding with the prince of the neighboring country.
People were already waiting for the princess on the way to the church. He stood in the crowd and waited quietly. When the princess held the princeâs hand and walked out of the palace, the crowd was excited.
When she walked past him, their eyes met. Suddenly, he pushed aside the guards blocking the crowd and rushed forward.
The guard drew his sword, but it was too late. He had already rushed in front of the princess. He opened his arms and at that moment, he saw the princessâs terrified expression.
âDonât be afraid, Iâll protect you,â he said to the princess. His back was pierced by an arrow and he fell into her arms.
He opened his eyes and smiled at the princess who looked like a pure angel in her dream-like wedding dress.
He said, âIs this a dream?⦠A dream is enoughâ¦â
Shen Fanxingâs voice deepened and her face darkened.
âHe didnât fight for anything. Just because the other party is a princess, he gave up on this relationship. In the end, he only wanted a dream wedding⦠In my eyes, heâs a coward.â
This was definitely something a strong person would say.
So this was Shen Fanxing.
If she were a princess, she would not like such a coward. That was why she did not like this song.
It wasnât that the song itself wasnât good, it was just that she hated it.
Bo Jinchuan smiled and caressed her soft hair.
âYes, I donât like it either.â
The emotions in Shen Fanxingâs eyes swirled as she looked up at him. âThatâs why Iâm only letting you play this once.â
Bo Jinchuan answered obediently, âOkay.â
âIs the song for the state banquet ready?â he asked again.
âYes, Iâm done.â
âPlay it for me.â
âSure.â
â¦
Dinner was ready, but Yuan Sichun wasnât back yet. No matter how Ye Zhiqing called, she couldnât get through.
âStrange, Sichun has never been back so late. Even if she was back late, she would have called me. Why is she so late today?â
Ye Zhiqing frowned and called Qi Mingchu after hanging up.
âHello, Mingchu, did you see Sichun today? Is she with you now?â
In the hotel, Qi Mingchu frowned when he heard Ye Zhiqingâs question. âHas Sichun not gone back yet?â
âYes, she usually calls home even if sheâs late. I thought she was with you todayâ¦â
âWe were planning to have dinner together, but we were picked up by Special Assistant Yu.â
Ye Zhiqing was stunned. âShe was⦠picked up by Bo Jinchuanâs assistant?â
âYes.â
Ye Zhiqingâs eyelids twitched inexplicably and she felt uneasy.
Then, she looked anxiously at Yuan Zhengchong, who was sitting at the head of the table. âQuickly call Jinchuan and ask them what theyâre doing.â
Before Yuan Zhengchong could move, a servant walked over with a phone.
âSir, thereâs a call for you.â
âWho?â
âThe other party seems to be Young Master Boâs special assistant.â
Yuan Zhengchong frowned. What a coincidence.
Yuan Zhengchong had just answered the call when Yu Songâs voice sounded stiffly.
âMr Yuan, Iâm Yu Song. Iâm sorry to inform you that Miss Yuan wonât be back for a long time.â
Yuan Zhengchongâs face darkened. âWhat do you mean?â
âIâm just informing you to prevent you from causing any trouble.â
Yuan Zhengchong suddenly stood up from his chair and shouted angrily,
âIs this Bo Jinchuanâs idea?â
âIâm sorry, Mr Yuan. Iâm only responsible for informing you.â
With that, Yu Song hung up.
âZhengchong, what happened? What happened to Sichun?â Ye Zhiqing asked anxiously.
Yuan Zhengchong didnât reply and dialed Bo Jinchuanâs number.
Bo Jinchuan was cooking dinner for Shen Fanxing in the kitchen. Shen Fanxing stuck to him and circled around him, saying that she wanted to help. However, Bo Jinchuan didnât let her.
He said that the water was cold.
Picking vegetables would hurt his hands.
He was worried about cutting the meat, so he placed the kitchen knife asideâ¦
âI used to cook too.â Shen Fanxing felt that Bo Jinchuan had pampered her too much. If she continued like this, she would definitely be spoiled.
âYes, I didnât cook in the past,â said Bo Jinchuan concisely, but Shen Fanxing understood what he meant. Things were different now.
Now that she was Mrs. Bo, could she be compared to the past?
Shen Fanxing sighed. She couldnât win against him.
When the phone rang, she walked out of the kitchen in boredom. Not long after, she walked back in with her phone. âThereâs a call for you!â
Bo Jinchuan glanced at the unknown number and narrowed his eyes.
She took the phone and walked out of the kitchen.
Shen Fanxing stared at his back, confusion flashing across her eyes.
That string of numbers was clearly imprinted in her mind. Who would have such a huge reaction without a caller ID?
On the balcony, the moment Bo Jinchuan answered the call, Yuan Zhengchongâs voice sounded.
âJingchuan, I heard that you took Sichun away. Where is she now?â
Bo Jinchuan said calmly,
âItâs with me. You should have received the notice. She canât go back now.â
âWhy did you suddenly take her away?!â
âLetâs settle the score.â
Faced with Yuan Zhengchongâs anxiety, Bo Jinchuanâs voice sounded too calm.