Chapter 1663
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
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Everyone looked at her in disbelief.
He had personally shot a person to death, but he did not even look at him.
After that, his expression was so indifferent that it was as if nothing had happened.
After a long while, Yu Song closed his mouth and glanced at Yuan Sichun.
He had let her down.
One shot.
He died cleanly.
Shen Fanxing turned around and walked to Qi Mohanâs side. She returned the magazine to him.
âThank you.â
Qi Mohan took it and weighed it.
He had only used one bullet.
Then, she walked to Bo Jinchuan and smiled at him.
âIâm sleepy. I want to sleep.â
Bo Jinchuan grabbed her hand and pulled her into his embrace.
He didnât let go of her and secretly checked her pulse.
She was as calm as she appeared.
Bo Jinchuan carried Shen Fanxing as though there was no one around.
She turned around and walked out.
Yu Song immediately pushed Ji Fengmianâs wheelchair and followed behind.
Bo Jinchuanâs men had already left, leaving Qi Mohan and the rest behind.
Ge Jia, Yi Bing, and Ding stood behind Qi Mohan and exchanged glances.
Why didnât Master react when Big Star was carried away by another man so blatantly?
In the past, it would explode!
Qi Mohan reached out to grab a handful of hair, feeling irritable and uneasy.
âDamn it!â
He suddenly cursed under his breath, scaring Ge Jia, B, C, and the others.
âBo⦠Bossâ¦â
Qi Mohan turned around abruptly and glared at his subordinates.
âIs Bo Jinchuan a pervert?â
Ge Jia, Yi Bing, and Ding were confused.
âHuh?â
Qi Mohan gritted his teeth and said,
âHeâs even jealous of a woman! Is he even human?â
Shen Fanxing and that woman were just a little too close. Anyone could tell that Shen Fanxing and that woman were incompatible.
However, only that man stood there awkwardly.
At first, he didnât know why, but he vaguely sensed something.
That woman with the surname Yuan was an admirer he had provoked since he was young. In terms of love rivals, she was also the love rival of a big star.
Yet, he could even be jealous.
Gejia, Bing, and Ding shook their heads in unison to match their mood.
âNot human.â
Qi Mohanâs expression did not improve. âDo you think Iâm inferior to that grandson?â
Ge Jia, Yi Bing, and Ding: âHuh?â
âIâm not as jealous as him! Does this mean that he cares more about Big Star than me?â
Gejia, Bing, and Ding looked at each other and shook their heads.
âBoss, this can only mean that Mr Bo is actually a petty man! Ordinary women wonât like him!â
His flattery was actually quite subtle.
But Qi Mohanâs mood worsened!
Her eyes were filled with coldness.
âIs Big Star an ordinary woman?â
Ge Jia, Yi Bing, and Dingâs hearts skipped a beat.
Without thinking, they shook their heads. âNo!â
Bang bang bang bangâ¦
Immediately after, the factory was filled with the wails of Ge Jia, B, C, and D.
All of them hugged their feet and jumped around in a comical manner.
Qi Mohan walked out angrily.
Bo Jinchuan had already left with Shen Fanxing.
â¦
Shen Fanxing only woke up in the afternoon.
Bo Jinchuan stayed by her side.
He was worried that her calm appearance had always been a pretense.
Killing someone with her own hands might have been nothing to her in the past, but now, her body wouldnât allow it.
She was pregnant and had experienced the fear of her mother being kidnapped. Now that she had personally killed a person, no one would be indifferent.
However, he might have underestimated her.
She slept soundly and heartlessly.
He had been watching over her closely. The moment Shen Fanxing opened her eyes, she saw the man beside her.
Bo Jinchuan looked at her quietly.
He stared into her eyes, not intending to let go of any of her emotions.
Shen Fanxing lay on her side and stared into Bo Jinchuanâs eyes silently. Her lips curled into a smile.
âMorning.â
Her voice was languid and she sounded relaxed.
Bo Jinchuanâs dark orbs shifted away from her.
âItâs getting late.â
The smile on Shen Fanxingâs face didnât fade as she stood up and rested her chin on Bo Jinchuanâs shoulder.
âThen why are you still here? Are you lazing in bed?â
Bo Jinchuan frowned, revealing his displeasure to Shen Fanxing.
Shen Fanxing sighed softly in her heart.
What would come would come.
âI was wrong.â
Bo Jinchuan ignored her and placed her head on the pillow, preparing to get up.
Just as he sat up, Shen Fanxing got up and wrapped her arms around his waist.
âI promise that this will never happen again! I will be good and stay at home to recuperate. Really! This is the last time!â
Bo Jinchuan pressed his lips tightly. Every time he wanted to move, the woman behind him would tighten her grip on him.
âLet go.â
He finally spoke, but his voice was cold and stiff.
Shen Fanxing was silent for a while before she let go of him. She turned around and lay back under the blanket.
âIâm very sad that you donât forgive me. Iâm pregnant now. You can do whatever you want!â
The moment she finished speaking, Shen Fanxing felt the man standing up.
In the end, she even left the room.
This time, Shen Fanxing was really sad.
Although it was indeed unkind to act first and report later.
However, even if she was in the wrong, she felt aggrieved and upset by the manâs cold violence.
Who asked her to be a woman and a pregnant woman?
It was her first time being a woman. After living for more than 20 years, couldnât she be arrogant?
Although it wasnât something to be proud of.
In short, she was really sad now.
The door opened again and Shen Fanxing heard the commotion. Her eyes twitched but she didnât open them.
Not long after, she smelled the fragrance of food.
âGet up and eat.â
Shen Fanxing smiled but didnât move.
Bo Jinchuan came to her side and looked down at her. His voice was cold and fierce.
âShen Fanxing, you have no right to be angry with me now. Iâm the one who should be angry.â
âIâve already apologized to you!â
âI never said I would forgive you!â
âI wonât eat if you donât forgive me.â
Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes and said in a low voice,
âSheâs arrogant because sheâs favored?â
âYes, thatâs right! Do as you deem fit!â
Shen Fanxing decided to be unreasonable.
[The fight has escalated~ The ending is quickly arranged. (): Iâm having a hard time.]