Chapter 741 - If It’s Not You, Could It Be Her?
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
Translator: Atlas StudiosEditor: Atlas Studios
The plane landed in Paris and arrived at Fontainebleau. They found the hotel they had booked in advance. Shen Fanxing took a simple bath and lay on the bed, too lazy to
move.
Although it was sunny outside and the French had just started to get busy,
To recover from the jet lag, she didnât let herself sleep for too long. At noon, she got up again and went downstairs to the dining room to have lunch.
She found a good-looking restaurant nearby and found a seat by the window. She ordered a meal in fluent French and waited there.
Most of the restaurants in France were decorated luxuriously. There were exquisite silverware, crystal glasses, and paintings of various artistic concepts hanging on the
walls. The porch outside was decorated with beautiful vines.
It suited the unique romance and elegance of the French.
After lunch, she sat for a long time before her phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, Shen Fanxing smiled and answered the call.
âHey.â
Acalm and powerful voice sounded from the other end of the line. âLass, Iâm here.â
Shen Fanxing stood up and said, âOkay, Iâll pick you up.â
After paying, Shen Fanxing walked out of the restaurant and met a few people who haunted her life.
âSister, what a coincidenceâ¦â
Shen Qianrou raised an eyebrow. Su Heng was standing at the end of the road, so he couldnât see Shen Qianrouâs arrogant face.
Shen Fanxing didnât speak, but her gaze landed on the middle-aged man beside Shen Qianrou.
âOh, right. Sister, do you still remember? My master was specially hired by Grandma to teach me how to mix perfume. I remember that Master has been to our house
before. You two should have met before, right?â
Feng Shuoguang was a slightly famous master in the scent-making world. At the age of 32, he had finally achieved success in the scent-making competition. His works
were noble and elegant, and he was loved and sought after by the upper-class society.
With the support of these upper-class people, his reputation in the fragrance industry had never declined.
She had naturally come into contact with his work before. His strength was definitely extraordinary.
But his successâ¦
She didnât know if the work he designed was his own hobby or if he only wanted to succeed.
Feng Shuoguang had maintained himself well. He exuded the aura of an artist who prided himself on being noble and elegant. He wore a dark purple gentlemanâs suit and
looked at Shen Fanxing calmly. One couldnât tell if he was happy or angry, but it was obvious that he had excluded Shen Fanxing from his social circle.
Shen Fanxing listened to Shen Qianrouâs introduction without saying a word. She was sure that Shen Qianrou had more to say.
Since Shen Qianrou wanted to attack her, she wouldnât let go of any possibility.
As the granddaughter of the Shen family, Jiang Rongrong knew that Shen Qianrou was interested in perfume, but she only hired a master for Shen Qianrou.
This was something that Shen Qianrou was proud of in front of her.
Secondlyâ¦
Not long after, Shen Qianrou looked enlightened.
âOh, I almost forgot. Not only did you guys meet at home, Master, do you remember Sister? Itâs the fashion competition six years ago. Although there might be some
misunderstandingâ¦â
She didnât continue, but she had achieved her goal.
This was one of the essential skills of white lotus flowers. They had a hidden meaning and wouldnât say any targeted words.
Shen Fanxing remained calm, but she sneered inwardly.
She gave Shen Qianrou a sarcastic look.
Although she didnât want to admit it, she knew Shen Qianrou the best in the world.
Every word, every move, every expression, she knew what her goal was.
To sum it up in a jargon that she couldnât remember where she had heard itâ
She knew the color of her poop the moment she stuck her butt out.
After Shen Qianrouâs clear reminder, Feng Shuoguangâs calm and distant eyes were instantly filled with obvious disgust.
âI remember that sheâs the sister who plagiarized your prescription?â
âThere might be a misunderstandingâ¦â explained Shen Qianrou.
âThe truth is right there. What kind of misunderstanding is that?â
âMaster, maybeâ¦â
âAlright, stop it. Even if sheâs your sister, I canât accept it! Iâll never accept someone with a history of plagiarism. Itâs simply a lifetime of humiliation.â
Shen Qianrou smirked and looked at Shen Fanxing provocatively.
On the other hand, Su Heng was a little unhappy. âTeacher Feng, since Qianrou said that there was a misunderstandingâ¦â
âThe truth is right there. Master Feng, what truth is there? Did anyone give you a 100% guarantee that I was the plagiarist back then?â
Shen Fanxing didnât give Su Heng a chance to speak. Su Heng glanced at her and pursed his lips before falling silent.
Feng Shuoguang frowned. Upon hearing Shen Fanxingâs calm and indifferent voice, he blurted out unhappily.
âIf you didnât plagiarize, could it be Qianrou?â
Shen Fanxing stared at him silently. After a while, she sneered.
âSo your basis is that your beloved disciple, Shen Qianrou, couldnât have plagiarized, so I became the rightful plagiarist? Master Fengâs logic is really admirable!â
Feng Shuoguang also looked awkward. Even he felt that this excuse was a little far-fetched.
However, a moment later, he said,
âSince you didnât plagiarize, why didnât you refute back then? What are you trying to prove in front of me now?â
Shen Fanxingâs eyes darkened. âBecause I never thought that I would suddenly become a plagiarist. I couldnât react to the sudden situation back then. The appearance of
you, a master, made me even more helpless. I admit that I was really stupid back then.â
Feng Shuoguang was shocked by Shen Fanxingâs cold and domineering aura. It was unbelievable that a woman could have such an aura.
Although he didnât have a deep impression of her, he vaguely remembered the young girl from back then. She stood there alone with a pale face, but she tried her best to
refute him.
They were worlds apart.
Shen Fanxingâs cold gaze swept across Shen Qianrouâs face before she looked straight into Feng Shuoguangâs eyes.