Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 867: Aren’t You Sitting?

The two of them, who were already sensitive, paused and maintained their positions. They looked towards the door at the same time.

Bo Jinchuan blushed and Shen Fanxing pulled him into her embrace.

But with just a glance, she recognized the person.

Yuan Sichun looked at the two people on the sofa in shock.

The way the two of them were kissing kept swaying in front of her.

What did she see?

Brother Bo was kissing that woman?

‘No.’

How was that possible!

How could Brother Bo really touch a woman?

Was… was she seeing things?

Brother Bo had always hated the approach of women, let alone touch them.

How could he possibly go…

She was almost dazed and blinked in amusement.

However, the scene before them did not dissipate like a cloud of smoke.

What was more unacceptable was that the moment she opened the door, the man’s gaze was filled with…

Full of emotions…

He was aroused.

He was really aroused.

‘Why?’

In everyone’s eyes, this man was unattainable, noble and elegant. Would he really fall in love with a woman?

Her entire body stiffened. Other than disbelief, there was nothing in her mind.

How could she believe that?

How could she accept this?!

It was as if all her meridians had been strangled. The suffocating feeling almost made her faint.

The coyness on Bo Jinchuan’s handsome face was long gone, replaced by the coldness and alienation she was used to. There was no change in his expression.

“What are you doing here?”

Her emotionless voice was like an ice knife stabbing into her heart.

Yuan Sichun gripped the door handle tightly. Her slender knuckles were pale and her bones were white.

“I… I’m here to visit Sister-in-law.”

All her emotions were thrown into a corner of her heart in the shortest time possible.

Shen Fanxing was in Bo Jinchuan’s embrace when she heard Yuan Sichun’s words.

She moved and Bo Jinchuan looked up.

When he looked at Yuan Sichun, he keenly caught the jealousy in her eyes.

She looked at her calmly and said softly, “Thank you.”

Yuan Sichun pursed her lips and said, “No, no. After all, I was the one who invited you and you were injured at my welcoming banquet. No matter what, I have some responsibility.”

Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and tried to sit up straight.

Sensing her intentions, Bo Jinchuan wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her up.

Yuan Sichun tightened her grip on the door handle.

The smile on her face twitched imperceptibly.

Shen Fanxing sat up straight and smiled at Bo Jinchuan. Her red and swollen lips were moist and shiny. She was seducing him constantly.

However, she was completely unconscious. She turned to look at Yuan Sichun, who was still standing at the door.

“It’s nothing serious. You don’t have to take it to heart.”

As she spoke, Yuan Sichun’s gaze was fixed on her lips. The smile on her face became more and more difficult to maintain.

“… It’s good that you’re fine. Otherwise, I won’t be able to eat or sleep in peace.”

“You can’t sleep well?” asked Shen Fanxing as she sized up Yuan Sichun.

It was already past autumn, but she was still dressed in a dress and had exquisite makeup on her beautiful face. She looked bright and elegant.

Was this called sleepless?

Moreover, she naturally knew how uneasy the dormitory was.

Yuan Sichun felt uncomfortable being sized up by her gaze. For a moment, she felt as though someone was looking into her organs.

“I’m already quite frail. I can’t sleep well because of this small injury… I really can’t bear the consequences.”

Yuan Sichun frowned. Shen Fanxing’s words sounded polite, but they were filled with sarcasm.

If she was unhappy, Qi Mingchu would secretly find an opportunity to teach her a lesson. Yesterday, it was a slap. If she couldn’t eat or sleep in peace and someone felt sorry for her, she naturally couldn’t bear the consequences.

Bo Jinchuan had been giving her attitude for the past two days. Next time, he would really lock her up.

“Sister-in-law, you’re being too serious.”

Perhaps because she realized that she had been standing at the door for a long time, she felt that it was inappropriate. She opened the door and walked in.

She held a bouquet of roses in her hand and looked at Bo Jinchuan. She walked forward and handed the bouquet to him.

“This… needs to be plugged in.”

Although she looked calm, the hope in her eyes made Shen Fanxing smile.

How much did she like him to send a bouquet of roses to Bo Jinchuan while visiting her?

“Roses? How did Miss Yuan know that I like roses? Come, let me smell them.”

Yuan Sichun’s expression stiffened imperceptibly. In the end, she gritted her teeth and handed the bouquet of roses to Shen Fanxing.

“I’m glad you like it.”

Shen Fanxing smiled and took a whiff.

Then, she looked up at Bo Jinchuan with a smile.

“Mr. Bo?”

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow. This form of address was rare.

He looked at her, but she waved at him. “Come here.”

What was this little fox trying to do?

Bo Jinchuan walked over, but Shen Fanxing handed him the flowers.

“I’ll give it to you. Don’t be angry this time, okay?”

The bouquet of bright red roses made her face look even more tender and fair. Her eyes were bright to begin with, and now with a hint of flattery and craftiness, she looked really rare.

He didn’t move and Shen Fanxing stuffed the flowers back into his arms. “Okay?”

Bo Jinchuan frowned and glanced at the roses under his eyes. “Someone gave you these flowers.”

“He gave it to me. Isn’t it mine? Should I… Forget it. I’ll give it to Bo Jinhang when he comes. After all, he helped me teach Aisha a lesson at the banquet! I have to thank him!”

Shen Fanxing was about to retrieve the flowers when someone snatched them away.

“What for?”

“I’ve also taught someone a lesson for you. Shouldn’t you thank me?”

“… This bouquet of flowers is to calm you down…”

“No, it’s a thank-you gift. This is just one. There’s another one. Remember to thank me.”

“…”

“…”

Yuan Sichun stood rooted to the ground as she watched the flowers that she had meticulously prepared being given to someone else by Shen Fanxing. She was filled with anger.

This woman clearly did it on purpose.

She had never taken her seriously.

Seeing Bo Jinchuan carry the flowers to the ward, Shen Fanxing turned to look at Yuan Sichun. The smile on her face had faded.

“Aren’t you going to sit?”