Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

"The court is deep."

A bright voice sounded not far away.

Li Tingshen turned his head slightly, the light in the corridor slid an arc in his black eyes.

Wearing a Givenchy dress, she approached them gracefully and gracefully, and naturally took Li Tingshen's arm and greeted Yin Ruijue gracefully.

"Young Master Yin."

Yin Ruijue raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded, agreeing to her.

Liang Xu'er, Li Tingshen's treasure, is well known in the whole Pingcheng where Li Ting deeply loves her.

Shengsheng spoiled her as a proud princess in the entertainment circle.

But he didn't even understand!

What is the difference between pampering Liang Xu'er into the arrogant look she is now and the woman back then?

and……

Yin Ruijue looked at Liang Xu'er up and down, and a meaningful flash flashed in his eyes.

"Busy working?"

Li Tingshen casually uttered two words, his voice was very low, there was no ups and downs, but those who knew him knew that it was gentle enough.

"Well, the big production is different. The next step is the scene construction. It is estimated that the opening ceremony will have to wait until next year."

Li Tingshen's dark eyes narrowed slightly.

next year……

The gloomy look was fleeting, and then he just said indifferently:

"Let's go."

"Um."

Liang Xu'er said hello to Yin Ruijue, and turned around and left with Li Tingshen in hand.

Yin Ruijue rubbed his nose, "I'm actually waiting for a woman, this gentle scum, a beast in clothes!"-

The next morning.

Shen Fanxing opened his eyes and woke up in an unfamiliar room, a little hard to adapt.

Her head was still a little heavy. She lay on the bed for a while, and a few red clouds gradually appeared on her beautiful face.

Still not burnt out.

What should be forgotten should not be forgotten, everything is still there.

The weather outside was already bright, Shen Fanxing lifted the quilt and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

I didn't take a bath when I came back last night, but today I feel that my body seems to be better, so I turned on the shower and took a shower.

When she came out of the bathroom wiping her hair, and passing by the sink, Shen Fanxing glanced unconsciously, and her figure was clearly printed in the mirror.

She paused and looked at herself in the mirror, the flaming marks on her collarbone were too conspicuous.

Everything last night was like a Blu-ray movie, flashing through my mind with exceptional clarity.

Blinking her eyes lightly, she lifted the collar of her nightgown, and without blowing her hair, she blushed out of the room.

Downstairs, the servants were silently busy with their own affairs.

Seeing Shen Fanxing coming downstairs, Ma Zhang greeted him.

"Miss Shen, is your cold better?"

Shen Fanxing sniffed subconsciously, feeling a little clear.

"Much better."

"Then Miss Shen, let's have breakfast first."

"Okay. Trouble Mother Zhang."

Sit down under the dining room, simple Chinese breakfast.

After eating two mouthfuls of rice porridge as usual, Ma Zhang came out of the kitchen with a tray.

Shen Fanxing glanced casually and said lightly, "Mother Zhang, you can eat here."

Ma Zhang paused for a moment, and saw Shen Fanxing's gaze swept across the tray in her hand, and reacted two seconds later.

"This is breakfast for Mr. and medicine."

Shen Fanxing stopped chewing, and raised his head in surprise.

"He didn't go to work today? Is he... sick?"

At the last sentence, Shen Fanxing paused, a look of embarrassment flashed across his face.

But Zhang Ma didn't notice it, and her tone was a little melancholy.

"Yeah, it was fine when I came back yesterday... The illness came a little suddenly."

Shen Fanxing held up the porridge bowl and concealed the unnatural look on his face.

"Oh, it was quite sudden."