Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

"How did you come?"

Bo Jingchuan's suit was placed on the crook of his arm, a white and expensive shirt with two delicate and elegant silver cuffs on the cuffs, the whole person was gentle, elegant, and extraordinary.

Her dark eyes were staring at Shen Fanxing's quickly hidden face, and a stream of light of unknown meaning was shrouded in the bottom of her eyes.

After a long time, he spoke slowly, his voice low and elegant.

"Usually women should cry at this time."

Shen Fanxing was slightly surprised, but then it was clear in her beautiful eyes.

He should have followed behind her just now, not all of them heard, and it is impossible for a wise and intelligent person like him to not understand.

"Sorry, I don't usually have the habit of listening to people's corners."

Shen Fanxing disagreed.

"It's not worth crying for that kind of person. What's more, my tears are worthless."

Bo Jingchuan's long black eyebrows moved slightly, "You're right, it's really a waste of emotion to cry for some people who are not worth it. But I have a slight disagreement with the second half of your sentence."

Shen Fanxing looked up at him, questioning in doubt.

Bo Jingchuan stared at her with his black eyes, and said lightly:

"Whether tears are worth anything depends on who you cry in front of. Some people think they're worthless, while others think they're worthless."

It was obviously a warm gesture, but the hidden madness and deep meaning in it made Shen Fanxing's heart tremble slightly, and then a little hurriedly turned his eyes away.

Bo Jingchuan slowly put away the handkerchief, "Now, I will answer your first question."

He paused and continued to look down at her.

"You are a smart woman. It shouldn't be difficult to find out. Grandma wants me to pursue you."

Shen Fanxing's eyes flashed slightly, and a hint of embarrassment finally flashed on Qingli's face.

"I think... Maybe you made her wait too long. I think what she wants most is a lively and lovely grandson."

"You are indeed smart enough."

Bo Jingchuan laughed, letting Shen Fanxing breathe a sigh of relief.

"However, pursuing you is my personal choice. Not just any woman can have my child."

Bo Jingchuan spoke again, but his gentle tone was strong and arrogant, which made Shen Fanxing unable to remain calm.

She hadn't thought that such a gentleman, Xiao Shuxuan, would actually say such arrogant and unruly words.

"Has Mr. Bo always been so direct in his pursuit of women?"

"I've only pursued you alone."

Shen Fanxing had a headache, and for the first time felt that it was so difficult to deal with a person.

"We've only met each other twice in one day, within an hour, doesn't Mr. Bo think it's too sloppy?"

"I trust my vision."

The indifferent expression on Shen Fanxing's face finally cracked an obvious crack.

For a long time, she smiled wryly.

"You should have seen the conversation between me and that man just now, right? We have known each other for eight years, and what we have gained is just such a superficial layer of trust. You and I just met by chance. Why do you trust me to be your choice?"

Bo Jingchuan raised his long eyebrows slightly, "You compare me to a scumbag?"