Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Deserves better?

She can't even get one Su Heng, how can she have the best one?

Although he knew that there was a lot of comfort in these words, Shen Fanxing's heart still trembled.

It was a face that was imprinted in my mind almost instantly.

The deep kiss by the lake last night sounded, her lips seemed to be burning faintly, and the breath of the man sprayed on her cheeks burned her cheeks like a warm breeze.

Shen Fanxing's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she closed her jaw slightly to hide the redness on her face.

Shen Shanghua saw the unnatural shyness on the girl's face with sharp eyes, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Girl, do you like something..."

Before the words were finished, the curtain in the room was lifted with a "hula" sound, and Shen Qianrou supported Jiang Rongrong's figure at the door, and the two of them looked directly at the bed.

"Grandpa, you look very good today!"

Shen Qianrou looked at the faint smile on Shen Shanghua's face, and said happily, her voice was very cute and sweet.

"Fanxing came back to see me, of course I'm happy." Shen Shanghua's tone was flat and light, with a faint smile on his face, obviously he didn't have much resistance to Shen Qianrou.

Shen Fanxing pursed his lips calmly.

"elder sister!"

Shen Qianrou suddenly called out to her, then let go of Jiang Rongrong's arm, and walked to the bed with the box in her hand.

"This is the dress that my grandmother asked me for, I asked for it for you!"

Help her to ask Shen Qianrou...

The corners of Shen Fanxing's lips were a little stiff, but he couldn't help but feel a bit of bitterness in his heart.

"Fanxing, Qianrou likes the necklace around your neck, give it to her."

"Fanxing, Qianrou likes the dress in your closet, give it to him."

"Fanxing, Qianrou likes to play the piano, so don't go to that piano competition."

"Fan Xing, Qian Rou and Su Heng are in love with each other, the twisted melon is not sweet, you can do it."

Her repeated forbearance made them worse again and again, and they even felt that all this should be taken for granted.

When her hands were finally exploited and there was nothing left.

In turn, she has to accept alms from them.

What an irony...

"I bought this dress and haven't worn it yet. Grandma asked me to give it to you. Sister, shall we go to the banquet on Friday night? Look, it fits, right?"

As Shen Qianrou said happily, she opened the box in her hand and pulled out the dress.

A long black dress.

The hem is a fluffy black skirt, and the upper body...

The shoulder collar designed with sequins, the waist is also designed with sequins, and the slender mesh micro-perspective fabric design can almost see the spring from the collarbone to the chest below.

Old-fashioned, ignorant of discipline, nondescript.

She really doubted, where did Shen Qianrou's dress come from?

Was it prepared in advance to humiliate her specifically?

Putting it in a nightclub, no one would choose the clothes, but she was able to take it out in a fair manner, happily thinking that she had done a great deed in front of her grandfather and grandmother.

Compared to the dress that Su Heng spent 3 million for her at the New World Mall yesterday.

Oh, in contrast, if she accepts this dress, then when it comes to the banquet, she will not only be inferior to a weed, but will be laughed to death by others.

Such a seemingly cheap thing at a glance, one can imagine how ridiculous the scene will be.

Shen Qianrou really took the opportunity to stimulate her all the time.

With irony in Shen Fanxing's eyes, she stood up and pushed aside the dress that Shen Qianrou handed over.

"Put away your 'kindness'! I didn't say I wanted to go with you."