Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 1139: Forced Marriage (4)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Yuan Sichun paused for a moment. In the end, she didn’t say anything and smiled calmly.

Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and replied, “Yes, what a coincidence.”

Wasn’t it too much of a coincidence?

As a native of Ping Cheng City, she had only heard of this place and had never come here to play. She had only chosen to come here today because she was annoyed by Qi Mohan.

In the first few years, she was the pampered daughter of the Shen family and was not interested in such outdoor activities.

In the past three years since she returned from overseas, she had been busy with the Su Corporation and Stars International. She had never stepped foot here.

To put it bluntly, this could be a place where men liked to have fun. Women had it, but it was rare.

Why did she happen to meet him this time?

She recalled the call she had made to the Bo residence.

What was there to be worried about? Ha…

It seemed that the childhood sweetheart indeed had too many advantages.

Shen Fanxing didn’t say anything more to Yuan Sichun, who shifted her gaze to Bo Jinchuan.

Thinking of the slap he had given her, her face was instantly filled with endless grievance and fear.

She was wearing a bright and refreshing riding outfit that accentuated her beautiful figure. Her height was just right for a woman. She wasn’t too short or tall, but she was strong and cute.

Her face, which was already elegant and beautiful, was now trembling slightly. There was a hint of sadness in her determination, and her strength was just right.

It should be a way to soften a man’s heart.

She had the right to be proud.

Just her figure, face, and family background…

It was enviable for a woman to live like Yuan Sichun.

“Miss, you’re really beautiful in this outfit. I’ve worked here for two years and you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen in a riding uniform. I’ve really seen it today. You’re so beautiful!”

When the waiter who came out with Yuan Sichun saw the tense atmosphere, he spoke up. Naturally, he had to consider his performance.

Yuan Sichun retracted her expression and smiled lightly. “You’re exaggerating.”

“It’s true, Miss,” the waiter beside Shen Fanxing chimed in. “If you don’t believe me, look at the people around you. Aren’t they all looking at you? If you’re not too beautiful, why would they have such a reaction?”

The customers who were choosing clothes in the shop were indeed looking at her. The envy and eagerness in the eyes of the women and the amazement in the eyes of the men were all responding to the waiter’s words.

Yuan Sichun scanned her surroundings and gave a faint smile. She didn’t put on any pretense and accepted their gazes happily. After receiving affirmation, the expression on her face became more confident.

Her hopeful gaze landed on Bo Jinchuan. However, Bo Jinchuan had been standing on the shelf beside her the entire time. Shen Fanxing had chosen his gloves expressionlessly.

Yuan Sichun bit her lips and disappointment flashed across her eyes.

Everyone was stunned by Yuan Sichun’s appearance. In the VIP area at the entrance, a man seemed to have just entered. He stood there and used his height to look at Yuan Sichun, who was wearing a royal blue riding suit. His blue eyes were filled with interest.

“What a beautiful oriental woman. CEO Bo, do you know that person?”

The man was wearing an English gentleman’s suit. His features were well-defined and his nose bridge was high. He was a handsome foreign man.

He spoke in Chinese with emphasis. He turned his head and smiled at a middle-aged man who was drinking tea leisurely.

The middle-aged man was dressed in a suit and leather shoes. There was a faint smile on his face, and it didn’t look real. He looked extremely shrewd. Hearing the man’s expectant question, he nodded and said,

“I happen to know him.”

The foreign man’s expression instantly lit up. He was beaming with joy.

“Really? That’s great.”

The middle-aged man held the purple sand cup in his hand and stroked the edge of the cup with his fingers. His posture was upright. Although there were traces of age on his face, one could still see his handsome face when he was young.

His smile remained unchanged. No one could guess what he was thinking.

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A woman would dress up for her lover.

Yuan Sichun was disappointed that Bo Jinchuan didn’t like her.

Retracting her gaze, she looked down at the clothes in Shen Fanxing’s hand and smiled gently.

“Sister-in-law, you should choose a prettier color. Most women are here to join in the fun. If you don’t wear something prettier, wouldn’t it be meaningless to come here?”

Bo Jinghang suddenly stuck his head out from the side and interrupted, “Why are women here to join in the fun? It’s not like there aren’t women who ride horses, shoot, and race cars, right? Aren’t you a typical exception? Do you think you were with us for nothing when you were young?”

Bo Jinghang was a little dissatisfied with Yuan Sichun’s words. He naturally knew a little about Yuan Sichun’s capabilities. She had grown up with them, so she couldn’t be an empty shell. Now that she made the woman sound like a vase, it seemed like they were also empty shells.

However, his words seemed to emphasize the fact that Yuan Sichun had an extraordinary relationship with them. At the same time, he acknowledged Yuan Sichun’s capabilities.

When he said that, Bo Jinchuan’s face turned cold.

On the other hand, Yuan Sichun clearly showed a sense of superiority as she smiled at Bo Jinhang.

“I’ve been with you guys for a long time and learned some tricks as a last resort. But how can Sister-in-law be the same?”

She turned her head and sized Shen Fanxing up before continuing to smile.

“… How can she be compared to us who have been dancing since we were young…”

When Bo Jinghang heard this, his expression changed and he knew that he had said something wrong.

But why was he so happy to see this?

What kind of strange mentality was this?

“Sister-in-law, you look like a gentle and quiet top student. It’s rare for you to come here. I sincerely suggest that you dress better…”

These words were quite technical.

Although he praised Shen Fanxing for being a top student, he emphasized that she was just a pretty face.

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The meaning was too obvious. Even Qi Mohan, who didn’t understand Mandarin, could tell that something was wrong.

She stared at Yuan Sichun for a while before looking at Shen Fanxing. Suddenly, she laughed and pointed at Shen Fanxing.

“Her? Wen Jingjing? The top student? Hahaha…”