Chapter 647
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
Translator: Atlas StudiosEditor: Atlas Studios
âAs for this question⦠Princess Consort, please follow me outside
Confusion clouded Princess Matildaâs face, but she nodded and rose from her seat.
Confused, the judges followed Princess Matilda and Shen Fanxing out of the venue.
There were still many people outside the venue. Shen Qianrou wanted to know Shen Fanxingâs results, so she refused to leave.
âMost people had seen or heard that Princess Matilda had entered the venue and had specially waited here to meet her.
âWhen they heard that there was only a woman named Shen Fanxing left, they became curious about her.
âQianrou, what do you think Shen Fanxing is doing inside? She clearly knows that thereâs no hope in the end, but sheâs still strugglingâ¦â
Annali frowned. Even though she said that, she felt uneasy.
After all, she had been with Shen Fanxing for three years. She was extremely familiar with Shen Fanxingâs unyielding spirit.
Shen Qianrou was conflicted. She hoped that Shen Fanxing would advance, but she also hoped that she would be eliminated.
âDonât say that! What sheâs best at is winning by surprise and swimming against the current. You think thereâs no hope now? Perhaps itâs not a problem for her at allâ¦â
Annali pouted. âWithout the essential oil, how can she advance?â
Shen Qianrou sneered and glanced at her disdainfully from the corner of her eye. âYes, you donât. Is it all gone?â
Annali frowned and said, âThatâs not it. But youâve seen the last few batches. Most of them withdrew from the competition. Itâs obvious that thereâs very little essential oil that can be used⦠Against someone who has exhausted her potential, sheâs at most struggling.â
There were many people present who shared Annaliâs thoughts.
Ever since last night, they didnât have a good impression of Shen Fanxing. Now, she was the last to delay the competition.
He was even more disdainful of her.
However, at this moment, the curtain of the competition venue was suddenly lifted.
Shen Fanxingâs tall and slender figure appeared first, holding Princess Matildaâs hand.
Under everyoneâs surprised gazes, he pulled Wang Fei down the stairs and walked towards the purple lavender field not far away.
Behind them were the judges.
Shen Qianrou frowned, not understanding what was going on. She went forward to ask the judge, âTeacher Mijel, whatâs going on?â
The judge named Miguel shook his head. âWe donât know either. If we follow them, we might understand.â
Shen Qianrou nodded her head.
Everyone outside the venue followed Shen Fanxing and Princess Matilda.
Finally, Shen Fanxing brought the princess consort to the purple flower field.
Princess Matilda looked at her, her face still puzzled. She shrugged and shook her head helplessly.
âYou look very smart. I really want to know what youâre thinking now.â
Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and asked in fluent French, âDo you still feel uncomfortable?â
Princess Matilda blinked and put her pink lace-gloved hand to her throat. Then she looked amazed.
âGosh, itâs really much easier. In that case, I didnât cough at all.â
Shen Fanxing gave an expected chuckle..