Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 800 Encountering a Profiteer

Li Tingshen carried Ye Qingqiu to the bed. Her head swayed wildly in his arms without any signs of life…

The doctors entered one after another, but Li Tingshen seemed to have calmed down completely.

She stood by the bed with a dark expression and stared at the doctors’ every move.

Xiao Chu stood at the side, her eyes looking at the IV stand in his hand from time to time.

Pursing her lips, she glanced at the woman on the bed from the corner of her eyes. Her heart was still filled with shock.

“Go and clean the Luxury Emperor’s apartment.”

After a long while, Li Tingshen’s hoarse voice sounded.

Xiao Chu straightened her body and replied in a low voice before turning to leave.

As it was inconvenient for her to walk, Shen Fanxing accepted a few interviews.

As they were all sitting, it didn’t affect them much.

After returning to the office, she packed her things and planned to return to the office. Only then did she pick up her phone.

She opened it and took a casual look. She realized that there were more than 50 calls, text messages, V-mail, email… Almost all the communication devices that she could use had been searched.

And they all came from the same contact.

“Xingxing, you lied to me.”

“Xingxing, who are you getting engaged to?”

“Xingxing, I’m going to send you a code.”

“Xingxing, just you wait.”

Shen Fanxing rubbed her forehead helplessly. Why was this man so free now?

Throwing her phone into her bag, Shen Fanxing asked her assistant to send her home.

Because she had been too busy with work recently, even if she got her legs, she couldn’t stop working

It was just a minor sprain. She would be fine in two days. Bo Jinchuan only gave her a call when he reached Hong Kong. He didn’t call her again in the next few days.

She didn’t dare to call him.

Before he left, he told the Old Master that he was sick. If Bo Jinchuan was in the ward when she called, wouldn’t he disturb the Old Master’s rest?

Occasionally, she would send a message before receiving a simple reply. Shen Fanxing felt uneasy. Bo Jinchuan had always answered her questions calmly.

The new product, Firebird, was officially released today. Bo Jinchuan had already arranged everything from the start. The mall was full on the first day.

The supply of finished products was in short supply.

Seeing this, Shen Fanxing decided to produce another batch.

Firebird’s success was unprecedented, and interviews with various famous fashion magazines were all over the world. For a while, Star became the weather vane for the entire fashion industry.

From her designs to her story, even her dressing became a benchmark in the fashion industry.

However, they lacked her charm.

Someone even copied the dress she wore at the award ceremony, but she couldn’t really control it.

Her appearance was still beautiful, but something was wrong. It felt too different.

She had earned many nicknames because she had taught Shen Qianrou a lesson at the award ceremony.

Among them, the most popular was “Face-smacking Demoness”.

Shen Fanxing merely smiled at the title.

She was used to being called “witch” by Chu Yi.

Shen Fanxing had just recovered when she went to visit Lady Bo.

She didn’t know if she knew that her husband was sick, but when Shen Fanxing saw her, she smiled amiably.

He held her hand tightly.

“Look at how busy we are. You must be exhausted from the past two days.”

Shen Fanxing pushed the old lady to bask in the sun in the courtyard. It was refreshing and comfortable.

“I’m fine. I’m used to it and I don’t feel like I’m busy. Grandma… is everything alright?”

“Good, very good. It will be better if the few of you visit me a few more times.” Old Lady Bo smiled and suddenly said,

“Jingchuan isn’t around anyway. You can stay here for the next few days.”

Shen Fanxing was surprised. So the old lady knew what had happened in Hong Kong.

There was nothing wrong with this suggestion. Shen Fanxing smiled and nodded. “Sure, I’ll stay here to accompany Grandma.”

“Oh, bring my second grandson’s wife over too. And that child beside her. Aren’t you and Jinchuan getting engaged soon? Ask her to help you take a look at your clothes and accessories. You young people have a common language. I have a common language with the child!”

Shen Fanxing was peeling oranges for the old lady. Hearing the old lady’s words, she felt that it was normal, but something was amiss.

After handing the peeled orange to the old lady, Shen Fanxing said, “I’ll greet Sangyu later.”

“Yes… Drink, this dumpling is a little sour!”

Old Lady Bo let out a low cry. Her tightly-knitted face reflected her jealousy.

Shen Fanxing couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight of the old lady’s trembling body.

After a long while, Old Lady Bo took out a handkerchief to wipe her eyes.

“I’m crying. Is this a hazelnut or a lime? It’s so sour! Lai Rong, Lai Rong…”

Hearing this, Lairong’s butler hurried out. “What’s wrong? What’s wrong, Madam?”

Grandma Bo broke off the hairpin with a smile and brought it to Lai Rong’s mouth.

“Come, have some dumplings.”

After so many years of companionship, the two elders had long forgotten about each other. Looking at the dumplings that the old lady had extended, they bent down and ate them without thinking. Shen Fanxing didn’t even give her a look. One bite.

Yo…”

Her facial features were tightly furrowed. Her face, which was already wrinkled, now looked like a bun.

Lady Bo smiled happily and so did Shen Fanxing.

Grandma Bo was really too cute.

She was actually enjoying such a childish trick.

Lai Rong almost swallowed the dumpling whole.

She wiped her tears with the back of her hand. “Old Madam, you’re teasing me again!”

Old Lady Bo smiled happily. “Who asked you to buy such sour dumplings?” Lai Rong blinked in confusion. “I didn’t buy any dumplings?”

“Huh? Then who bought this?”

Shen Fanxing smiled awkwardly and said, “I bought it…”

Old Lady Bo and Lai Rong turned to look at her.

Old Lady Bo glared at her and said, “Okay, so you’re teasing us on purpose.”

Shen Fanxing waved her hands hurriedly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “No, I really didn’t! I tried it on purpose! I might have been deceived by that boss. He deliberately let me try a very sweet dumpling. Grandma, I met a profiteer this time.”