Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Shen Fanxing spent an afternoon in the orphanage.

This is where she will definitely come when she has time.

Because only here can I find a little shadow of my mother.

Sitting beside the flowerbed of the orphanage, Shen Fanxing clutched her chest, her cold eyes filled with sadness.

She thought that she had turned into ice long ago, but she never thought that the Shen family would still have the ability to hurt her.

Why is her affection so indifferent?

Shen Fanxing smiled bitterly, finally took a deep breath, and stood up slowly.

In the canteen of the orphanage.

Shen Fanxing habitually looked at the fixed corner, there was a teacher sitting with a boy, coaxing the boy to eat bite by bite.

"Linlin, you have to eat more every day, so that mother will not feel distressed when she sees you. She has always wanted to see you very much. The last time I heard that you didn't eat well, she cried sadly for a long time."

At this time, the thin boy opened his mouth wide and forced a mouthful of rice into his mouth.

The child is more than three years old, and although the facial features are immature, it can be seen that he will be exceptionally handsome and handsome in the future.

A pair of big eyes are black and white, blinking occasionally, but they are a little dim.

Yes, such a beautiful child, his eyes cannot see.

According to the old dean, it was a child born by a woman in prison...

In the afternoon, I played with the children for a while. The warm and dry season of spring is the season for children to play with water.

A child played with water in front of a drain in the yard, under the pretext of playing with the sand and needing to wash their hands.

And Shen Fanxing was watering the flowers and plants in the yard with the little girls, but he didn't want to do a disservice. The water from the hose was sprayed directly at the little girls who were watering the flowers.

Shen Fanxing was beside him, subconsciously protecting several children in his arms.

The water poured all over her from top to bottom.

Spring still can't stand the baptism of cold water.

Just a few days after I came out of the hospital, I caught a cold again, and I felt a little groggy in the afternoon. -

When we returned to Shengjing Manor, it was past six o'clock.

"Miss Shen, are you back?" As soon as she entered the villa, Ma Zhang greeted her.

"Um."

Although she had already taken care of it in the orphanage, she still saw something in Zhang's eyes.

Especially in her single syllable, you can hear a thick nasal sound.

Mingming came out in good spirits, and when he came back, he turned into such a bad look.

It is said to have gone home.

So what did her family do to her, to be like this by herself? !

"Is it still yesterday's time for dinner?" The nasal voice was more pronounced.

"Yes, it may be later. Otherwise, Miss Shen will eat first?"

Shen Fanxing shook his head, "No need, I'll wait for him to come back and eat together."

With that said, Shen Fanxing walked to the sofa and sat down. -

Bo Jingchuan plans to go to an appointment after get off work.

As a result, the personal cell phone rang.

"Hello, is that Mr. Zhang?" It was Zhang's mother's voice.

"What's the matter? Has she gone back?" Bo Jingchuan's voice was indifferent, but it was not hard to hear that he was concerned.

"I came back, but...how come back home, Miss Shen was tossed like that...it doesn't seem to be in good spirits..."

Bo Jingchuan frowned slightly.

"I see."

"Also, Miss Shen is waiting for you to have dinner together."

"Well. I'll be right back."

Bo Jingchuan hung up the phone and directly called the driver who picked up Shen Fanxing today.

"What happened to Shen Fanxing at Shen's house today?"

The driver froze for a moment, "...I don't know the specifics, but I saw that President Su also went to Shen's house, and he seems to be quite close to Miss Shen's sister..."

The gleam in Bo Jingchuan's eyes gradually sank...