Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Even though Bo Jinchuan was focused on driving, he had noticed Shen Fanxing’s expression.

“Why?”

“Didn’t you say you wanted to pursue me? You should know quite a lot about me once you investigate a little more.”

Shen Fanxing turned her head to look at him.

The lights in Ping Cheng City were bright at night, reflecting a plethora of different colors. Vibrant lights danced on the side of his well-defined face as the car sped on the road. His nose was sharp and his eyebrows resembled distant mountains. He emitted a sense of nobility and arrogance.

Silence stretched in the car, with only the sound of the warm piano tune playing in the background.

Just when Shen Fanxing thought that he wouldn’t reply and was about to look out of the window once more, Bo Jinchuan’s deep voice sounded leisurely,

“Do you want me to investigate you?”

Shen Fanxing turned to look at him, a look of surprise apparent on her face.

“I thought that it would be an act of extreme disrespect. Or… rather than learning about you from others, I would prefer that you tell me personally someday.”

His voice was too deep and low and even though he was calm, he sounded gentle.

Shen Fanxing’s bright eyes glinted before she finally decided to look out of the window. Her eyes and her face were devoid of emotions.

“My mother is an elegant woman who has high expectations of me since I was young. I’ve learned calligraphy, dancing, and music.”

“The Shen family is quite well-off, but I only started playing the piano when I was 15. I guess I could be considered as someone who can play the piano, but I took lessons for less than three years. So I don’t have much achievements in this area. I actually quite liked it, but later…”

Shen Fanxing rested her elbow on the window pane. She bit on the knuckle of her bent middle finger, her voice gradually dying.

Her other hand which was on her lap, was curled into a fist. She was shaking slightly.

“Some time later I went abroad. I put the piano lessons on hold in order to survive.”

Bo Jinchuan listened silently, his expression unreadable. His inky black eyes reflected the dancing brilliant lights and it somehow made him more unfathomable.

He didn’t overlook the stiffness in her words nor the tremble in her voice.

Don’t say it if you don’t want to.

However, he didn’t say a word.

He could feel that if she continued, her emotions tonight would definitely overwhelm her and burst like a dam.

If only she was willing to show her weakness in front of him, but it was obvious that she wouldn’t do so now.

At most, she would hide in her own world and wallow in sadness.

“Play it for me when you have the chance.”

Shen Fanxing retracted her arm and took a deep breath before turning to look at him with a smile.

“Okay, what do you want to hear?”

“Mariage d’Amour.”

Shen Fanxing’s features stiffened slightly.

The gloomy atmosphere lightened up instantly, all because of Bo Jinchuan’s teasing.

The car passed through the city and turned into a residential area. Bo Jinchuan followed Yu Song’s car and slowed down.

Several people who seemed to be taking a walk around Shen Fanxing’s condominium, saw Yu Song’s car stopping. They gathered together before dashing towards him.

“This is the car, let’s smash it!”

Yu Song was vigilant and he noticed immediately that something was amiss. There was a loud smash coming from the boot of the car, followed by a series of noises.

Bo Jinchuan slammed on the brakes abruptly.

He narrowed his eyes at the chaos in front of him. His good-looking face was devoid of any warmth and iciness seeped into his expression.

It was as though even the air had turned into fragments of ice.