Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 827 Being Fat Will Affect Her Performance

“Are you going somewhere today?”

Bo Jinchuan picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of sauce for her. Shen Fanxing hurriedly moved her body to block his chopsticks. “I’m not eating that.”

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow and asked, “Are you picky now?”

Didn’t she like these people previously? Shen Fanxing shook her head and said, “No, I just don’t want to for the time being. I’ve already gained weight. I can’t gain any more weight…”

Bo Jinchuan tilted his head and thought for a few seconds. “I’m not fat. It’s more comfortable to touch.”

Shen Fanxing narrowed her eyes at him and pushed his chopsticks back.

“Then eat it. You’re not fat. It’ll feel good to touch you.” “Ha.”

Bo Jinchuan was amused by Shen Fanxing. “A man can’t perform well when he’s fat.”

Being fat would affect his performance…

Shen Fanxing paused and looked up at Bo Jinchuan. Her eyes darted around before she understood what he meant.

There was an 80% chance that he wouldn’t be able to escape!

This man was really…

“If you put it that way, are all the fatties in this world without wives?”

Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips and said, “That’s not true. However, I naturally want you to be the ‘happiest’ woman in the world. How can I let you be ordinary in this aspect?”

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Shen Fanxing was speechless.

She really couldn’t understand why men were always more open-minded than women in such matters.

He was clearly a well-dressed and well-mannered man.

Didn’t she feel that her image was subverted?

Shen Fanxing would always be the one to surrender. “You haven’t answered my question. A, where are you going?” “I’m going to the company,” said Bo Jinchuan calmly.

Shen Fanxing wasn’t surprised. The Bo family’s old residence was in Hong Kong. It was normal for there to be a company here.

Shen Fanxing paused and asked, “What about me?”

Bo Jinchuan glanced at her and said, “Wait for me in the room.”

“No.”

Shen Fanxing said calmly before stuffing a mouthful of rice into her mouth.

Bo Jinchuan looked at her and smiled. “You want to go to the company with me?” “I came here to look for you. Don’t you think it’s too much for you to leave me alone in my room the next day?” Bo Jinchuan smiled at her and nodded. “It seems a little overboard.”

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. It was followed by Bo Jinghang’s voice and the sound of the door opening.

“Brother, what are you doing in the house?”

Shen Fanxing looked up at Bo Jinchuan and tugged at her shirt.

Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes and threw the crystal ashtray at the door. “Get lost!”

“F*ck!”

There was a loud bang.

The ashtray clattered against the door.

Everything happened in a split second.

Bo Jinghang leaned against the door and patted his chest. “Luckily, I reacted quickly! Is this murder?”

Shen Fanxing hurriedly put down the bowl and chopsticks. She stood up and ran barefoot into the bedroom.

A pair of tall and slender legs crossed in the air. Her waist-length hair fluttered beautifully as she ran. Her unique fragrance seemed to fill the entire room.

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Not long after, Bo Jinghang tentatively opened the door again. Seeing that there was no “killing intent”, he heaved a sigh of relief.

Then, he saw his brother sitting on the sofa and staring at him coldly.

Bo Jinghang pretended not to notice and scanned the living room. “Huh? Where’s my sister-in-law?”

At this moment, Sister-in-law was definitely the safest.

After confirming that there was no one in the living room, he glanced at the closed bedroom door before revealing a meaningful expression

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Bo Jinhang inched closer to Bo Jinchuan and chuckled softly. “Brother, was Brother right yesterday? Are you satisfied?”

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow at him.

That lazy and charming look was obviously one of satisfaction.

Bo Jinghang was annoyed and sat on the sofa. “Look at how much Sister-in-law loves you! She sent herself all the way here for you to eat! And look at me… I… Damn it, that damn woman…”

Seemingly having thought of something, Bo Jinhang suddenly gritted his teeth.

Let’s see if he would teach her a lesson when he got back!

Hearing this, Bo Jinchuan smiled and said softly, “She said she misses me.”

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Bo Jinghang almost vomited blood.

Please find an emoji to express his current feelings!

Shen Fanxing listened to their conversation in the bedroom and was almost embarrassed to death.

Couldn’t these two brothers be more reserved in their conversation?

She had come all the way here to feed him…

It seemed… That was right.

Shen Fanxing rubbed her forehead. Even though it was the truth, it sounded awkward.

“I don’t care. Anyway, I heard from Old Master Wu that Old Master’s condition has improved! After those two old thieves leave, I’ll definitely be the first to leave! I’ll go back and teach that ignorant woman a lesson!”

Bo Jinchuan gave him a sidelong glance and said, “Didn’t you say that the two of you got married out of kindness and purely to help her? You’re urging her to divorce you every day, but now you’re blaming her for being unromantic?”

Shen Fanxing frowned.

‘What?’

Sang Yu and Bo Jinghang were in a fake marriage?

She was wondering why the two of them were getting along so strangely. So there was really a problem. “They’re legally married!”

Bo Jinchuan glanced at him and asked, “She let you touch her?”

“I…” Bo Jinghang’s face turned red.” That… Of course, you didn’t know when she begged me to touch her. She…”

Bo Jinchuan reached out to stop Bo Jinhang. “I don’t want to know.”

Shen Fanxing pursed her lips, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Fortunately, Bo Jinchuan stopped her in time.

Otherwise, if Bo Jinghang continued…

She might say something shameless.

Bo Jinchuan’s gaze swept across the bedroom before he coughed lightly.

Bo Jinghang had gotten himself a bowl of rice and was eating elegantly.

He heard his brother cough and look at him.

In the end, she bumped into Bo Jinchuan.

Swallowing the food in her mouth, she inched towards Bo Jinchuan and listened attentively.

She deliberately lowered her voice and said, “Brother, what can I do for you?”

Bo Jinchuan glanced at the bedroom door again and lowered his voice.

“Tonight…”