Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 1602: Untitled

She had wanted to hide the fact that she and Si Chen were still alive, so she came to this poor and remote place.

She wanted that stubborn old man to reflect on what he had done wrong.

However, the old man’s attitude disappointed them time and time again.

He had no idea that they had left back then because of his strong attitude. Later on, when the plane crashed, shouldn’t he repent?

Obviously, there wasn’t.

Granny gave in silently again and again, but he pushed her away again and again.

She had made concessions for Si Chen time and time again, but he didn’t appreciate it.

Now, Jing Chuan and Fanxing had the same attitude towards her and Si Chen.

She really couldn’t understand how a person could be so stubborn.

Sometimes, she even felt that her concession and guilt towards him back then were too stupid.

…

Fanxing was her lucky star. She had never doubted that.

She would never waver because of Old Master’s prejudice against her.

The economy here was poor and the people’s lives were primitive.

Initially, she didn’t know why Shen Fanxing had asked her to come here.

But later, she understood.

When the ladies here got married, the trend was for their families to make bedding and wedding gowns.

The dragon and phoenix on the bedsheets and the phoenix on the wedding dress, including some birds, beasts, auspicious clouds and flowers, were all sewn by his wife.

To her, it was a paradise.

Her parents’ last wish was to pass on the Lou family’s embroidery skills.

She had once focused on doing it for a few years, but now, the pace of life was too fast. Be it ladies or women, their minds were not on this.

Things had been delayed and there was no progress.

Now that Fanxing had sent her here, she finally understood the significance of the Qing Palace drama that everyone had looked down on.

Now, not only could she support the economic problems of the poor areas, but she could also allow her embroidery skills to continue. She could also use the Qing Palace drama to promote embroidery to the greatest extent.

Killing three birds with one stone.

Back then, she had tried to curry favor with her because of Yuan Sichun’s embroidery, but Fanxing was indifferent. She had only thrown a tantrum when she accepted the script for a Qing Palace drama.

But who would have thought that Fanxing would think so far ahead?

She had received a secret mission these few days and was working overtime to start the production.

They split up. Lou Ruoyi was in charge of the costumes.

In Ping Cheng City, Shen Fanxing had already contacted Stars International’s public relations department to publicize ‘Imperial Consort’.

There was even a promotional event on Friday two days later.

The public relations department’s multi-directional publicity was not subtle at all. The trending searches, promotional videos, and posters on various major websites seemed to have been prepared in advance. They instantly occupied one of the hottest topics.

There were also people who doubted and mocked the publicity.

“Isn’t she afraid of being slapped in the face by the viewership ratings?”

“Or do you think you have a lot of attention and never worry about the viewership ratings?”

Stars International did not respond. They were full of confidence and did whatever they wanted.

–

Even though Bo Jinchuan had lost the support of the Bo Consortium, he didn’t seem as free as before.

Last night, he had said that he was going to Europe for a while today.

Shen Fanxing knew that he must have something on, so she didn’t object.

The flight wasn’t in the morning, so Bo Jinchuan prepared breakfast to accompany her.

“I might be gone for a longer period of time this time. I’ve already informed Tang Jian and asked her to follow you closely these few days. I’ll leave Yu Song with you. If you don’t want to go to the company, go ahead. If you want to play, don’t go overboard. The most important thing for you now is to take good care of your pregnancy… You’re a mother-to-be now, Mrs. Bo. Everything else is secondary…”

Shen Fanxing nodded repeatedly. He was as naggy as a mother.

Seeing the perfunctory look on Shen Fanxing’s face, Bo Jinchuan put down his chopsticks and pulled her into his embrace with a serious expression.

“I won’t let you get involved in the Bo Consortium’s mess. Since you want to… help me, I’ll listen to you. But Shen Fanxing, listen carefully. If you dare to lose a strand of hair while I’m away, I won’t let you off!”

Shen Fanxing was used to his threat. “I know! I know! I’m pregnant. I won’t let myself lose a single strand of hair. Don’t worry… When you’re back, I’ll definitely gain two pounds!”

Bo Jinchuan smirked and said, “You’re not allowed to eat snacks outside. You can’t go out alone. You can’t cook…”

“Alright, alright. I really understand. I’ll definitely protect myself well.”

She was not a child. Life was so beautiful. There was no need for her to go against herself.

Bo Jinchuan stared at her for a while before compromising.

Seeing that he had finally given up, Shen Fanxing heaved a sigh of relief.

However, at the thought of the man leaving, she felt a little down.

Her voice was low as she caressed his collar.

“How long are you going on a business trip for? When are you coming back?”

Bo Jinchuan squeezed her shoulder and said, “I’m not sure.”

“How many days do you plan to go on a business trip?” asked Shen Fanxing, unwilling to give up.

“… Half a month.”

Shen Fanxing looked up at him and said, “It’s been so long…”

“If you miss me, I’ll hurry.”

“Yes.”

Shen Fanxing pressed her head against Bo Jinchuan’s chest and replied without hesitation.

She was naturally happy to see him as soon as possible.

Bo Jinchuan chuckled softly and said, “Why don’t I let you relieve your longing first?”

“Yes?”

Before Shen Fanxing could react, she was lifted into the air by the man.

“What for?”

Bo Jinchuan smirked and said, “I’ll tell you in the bedroom.”

–

The day after Bo Jinchuan left, Shen Fanxing received the finished product from Lou Ruoyi.

Three costumes.

The fashion design came from the hands of the currently popular designer, Lan Xianxian.

Combining Lou Ruoyi’s embroidery design, Morandi’s color style looked especially bold and unique.

Shen Fanxing was very satisfied.

The publicity online was in full swing. Although there were many dissatisfied and sarcastic comments, there was still a lot of attention.

Faced with such wanton publicity, it was hard for Bo Yuelin not to know.

Staring at the publicity photo, Bo Yuelin smirked sarcastically.

He really didn’t know what young people were thinking…

[On the surface, Bo Yuelin doesn’t want to write too long. In addition, there’s a small tragedy. You can guess… (⊙ ^⊙) I’ll write 4,000 words today, okay… (•⊙ ⊙ ⊙ •⊙ ⊙) But I still want your monthly votes.]