Chapter 587
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After dinner, Shen Fanxing pulled Bo Jinchuan to the French windows in the living room.
She took the set of Touch Your Heart from the piano and handed it to Bo Jinchuan.
âIâve prepared it long ago. This brooch is mine, and this pair of cuffs is yours. These two accessories are the closest to a heartbeat. One is on my chest, and the other is on your pulse...â
Shen Fanxing opened the box and smiled gently at the pair of accessories lying inside.
âWhen I heard such words previously, I might not have cared. I didnât have any romantic cells and might have felt that these things were childish. At that time, I always rejected that these things werenât that important. In reality, the most important thing was for the two of us to support each other and
understand each other.
These superficial things are unnecessary to me. Theyâre just evidence. Most of them are for others to see. But now... I really want to take everything in this world that symbolizes beauty and give it to us. Just like the ring, your heart, I want to hold it tightly. Just like this pair of cufflinks, your heartbeat. I
also want to know the frequency of its heartbeat...â
Shen Fanxing paused and gave a self-deprecating smile. âDo you think Iâm too greedy?â
âTaking a deep breath, she placed the pair of cufflinks back into the box.
However, Bo Jinchuan grabbed her wrist.
Shen Fanxing looked up, her eyes filled with love and tendemess. Bo Jinchuanâs heart raced as surprise and excitement surged within him.
âItâs not easy to wait for you to say so much. I like your greed. You can continue to be greedy.â
Shen Fanxingâs eyes quivered. In the next second, she chuckled and shook her head. âThat will annoy you. I donât have to trap you too tightly.â
âTm very rich.â
Bo Jinchuanâs sudden question confused Shen Fanxing.
âWhat?â
Bo Jinchuan lowered his gaze and said, âRich men tur bad easily. Iâm rich, so you have to work hard to keep an eye on me.â
Shen Fanxing didnât know whether to laugh or cry. âWho says that about themselves?â
âItâs true,â said Bo Jinchuan sternly.
Shen Fanxing couldnât help but laugh at his seriousness. âI know itâs true, but are you like that too?â
Bo Jinchuan frowned slightly and thought for a while before nodding.
âYes.â
Shen Fanxing choked and looked at him in surprise. âYou...â
âIf I say no, you probably wonât take it to heart.â
Bo Jinchuan spoke the truth honestly.
Shen Fanxing couldnât help but say, âArenât you saying that youâre not?â
âNot necessarily. Who knows what accidents will happen in the future? What if I really become bad? So you have to watch me carefully, okay? Otherwise, if something really happens, who will you cry to?â
Bo Jinchuanâs expression remained stern and stern.
But what he said was indeed true.
Shen Fanxing nodded thoughtfully and accepted Bo Jinchuanâs suggestion.
In her daze, the man suddenly bent down and pressed his forehead against hers.
Shen Fanxingâs heart skipped a beat.
Bo Jinchuanâs deep and calm voice flowed into her heart..