Chapter 987
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The secretaryâs lips twitched. â⦠Special Assistant Yu, I heard a woman calling out just nowâ¦â
Yu Song pursed his lips. âAh⦠Yes, they might be fightingâ¦â
The secretary shook her head. âI donât think so. A womanâs voice is very clear. If she wasnât in front of the phone, her voice wouldnât be so loudâ¦â
âMaybe⦠they fought and twisted togetherâ¦â
The secretary glanced at him. âSecretary Yu, Iâm not that stupidâ¦ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
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The phone was slammed shut and Bo Jinchuan placed his hands on both sides of Shen Fanxing. His handsome face pressed against hers with an imposing aura.
âWho are you picking up at the airport?â
âLan Xianxian and Ou Ximing.â
Shen Fanxing said softly as she buttoned Bo Jinchuanâs shirt.
Bo Jinchuan picked up the phone without another word.
Not long after, he said, âGo to the airport to pick up Lan Xianxian.â
Shen Fanxing paused and looked up at Bo Jinchuan.
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Bo Jinchuan put away his phone swiftly. While she was still confused, his body was suspended in the air and he was being hugged.
Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
âWhat⦠are you doing?â
Bo Jinchuan smiled faintly and bent to plant a kiss on her lips.
âThereâs only the two of us here. What else can I do besides you?â
Shen Fanxingâs face turned red.
In her shyness, she was carried to the big bed in the lounge.
Her long hair was scattered behind her head, as if a beautiful and dazzling lotus flower had bloomed on the bed. Her messy shirt revealed her fair and delicate skin.
Her usual indifferent and cold appearance was now gentle and charming.
Especially her professional work attire, which was now in a mess.
Knowing that she had âhungryâ the man for the past few days after returning from Hong Kong, Shen Fanxing knew that she couldnât hide today. With her male charm, she didnât think of hiding.
She wrapped her arms around Bo Jinchuanâs neck and whispered,
âThen be gentlerâ¦â
A starving wolf looked really fierce when it ateâ¦
Bo Jinchuan felt his remaining rationality crumbling.
Seeing Bo Jinchuanâs expression, Shen Fanxing regretted it immediately.
âNo⦠I didnât mean thatâ¦â
âSo⦠you want me to be heavier?â
Shen Fanxingâs eyes widened. âNo⦠Mmmâ¦â
Without a chance to explain, Bo Jinchuan pulled her into a spinning vortex.
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When Bo Jinchuan drove Shen Fanxing back to the Bo residence, Shen Fanxingâs face was flushed.
Bo Jinchuan parked the car and when he turned to look at her, he couldnât help but chuckle softly.
âAre you okay?â
Shen Fanxingâs face turned even redder and she bit her lips, refusing to answer Bo Jinchuanâs question.
Bo Jinchuan chuckled again and opened the car door for her.
Shen Fanxing had already unbuckled her seatbelt and tidied her hair. She took a deep breath before alighting.
The moment her feet touched the ground, she realized that her legs were still weak. She staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Bo Jinchuan reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
âWhatâs wrong?â asked Bo Jinchuan, startled. His handsome face was furrowed as he looked down at her sternly.
Shen Fanxing leaned into his embrace and placed a hand on his shoulder. Her face was red as she looked at him with a complicated expression.
Bo Jinchuan paused for a second before chuckling softly.
âSorry, I was too ruthless.â
â⦠Youâre still laughing.â
Shen Fanxing was really anxious now. There were so many people in the house and so many pairs of eyes. How awkward would it be if they could tell?
Bo Jinchuan chuckled and bent to carry her.
Shen Fanxing was shocked. âDonâtâ¦â
Bo Jinchuan turned a deaf ear.
âAh Chuan!â
âI know. Iâll only carry you to the door.â
Shen Fanxing heaved a sigh of relief and massaged her legs. âI told you to be gentlerâ¦â
Bo Jinchuan smiled and said, âI have no choice. Youâre too seductive.â
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The shirking of responsibility was perfect.
When they reached the door, Shen Fanxing urged Bo Jinchuan to put her down.
Bo Jinchuan took a few big strides and carried her in.
âHey!â Shen Fanxing was shocked. She didnât expect Bo Jinchuan to go back on his word.
Bo Jinchuan smiled and looked down at her. âI havenât recovered from the ride. I might not be able to recover now.â
âThen put me down now!â
âNo way.â
ââ¦â
The two of them entered the living room and the commotion stopped.
Shen Fanxing gritted her teeth and closed her eyes.
She felt a few gazes on her, and she didnât know how to face them.
Grandpa, Mom, and the servantsâ¦
In the few seconds of silence in the living room, Shen Fanxing was thinking about what to do next. What to say and what expression to use to appear more natural.
However, all the thoughts that flashed across her mind were dispersed by the next voice.
âBrother Bo, youâre back? What happened to Sister-in-law?â
The familiar voice sounded cautious yet calm.
Shen Fanxing opened her eyes slowly.
No wonder she suddenly called him back for dinner. It was Yuan Sichun.
But why did she specially call them back?
Bo Jinchuan carried her and placed her on the sofa.
Shen Fanxing sat calmly on the sofa.
She was still thinking about how to maintain her expression just now, but it seemed like she was overthinking.
At this moment, other than coldness, she couldnât do anything else.
âGrandma.â
Bo Jinchuan stood up and called out softly. Shen Fanxing paused and turned to look at everyone.
She realized that Old Lady Bo was smiling happily at her and so was Lairong.
âGrandma.â Shen Fanxing was pleasantly surprised.
âFanxing, are you feeling unwell? Why are you being carried in?â
âIâm fine. I⦠fell asleep in the car.â
Bo Jinchuan smiled and lowered his gaze to her.
Shen Fanxing avoided his gaze.
The old lady sized them up before beckoning Shen Fanxing over.
Shen Fanxing froze for a moment before standing up. Her legs were trembling slightly, but she still walked slowly to the old lady.
Old Lady Bo pulled Shen Fanxingâs hand and smiled happily.
âHow long have you slept? How can your legs be so weak?â
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Lou Ruoyi and Yuan Sichun, who were sitting together, looked in her direction.
Shen Fanxing couldnât help but blush.
Lai Rong covered her mouth and chuckled helplessly. âOld Madam, Miss Fanxing is shy. Please be more reservedâ¦â
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The old lady gave Lai Rong a strange look. âWhat does sleeping have to do with being shy? I was quite reserved, but now that youâve said that, Iâm not.â
Lai Rong pursed her lips in realization. âItâs really⦠hard on Miss Fanxing.â
As the master and servant went back and forth, everyone knew why Shen Fanxingâs legs were weak.
Yuan Sichun, who was standing awkwardly at the side, could not maintain her smile.
Lai Rong glanced at her calmly before retracting her gaze.
There was a faint smile on her face.
[To be honest, itâs true⦠When Iâve sorted it out, Iâll return everything I owe to you⦠Itâs only right for me to repay my debt.]