Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Panda Novel

The two of them didn't stay for long before Bo Jinchuan brought Shen Fanxing back to the private room.

Everyone in the room paid special attention to the two of them. Their gazes followed their movements.

Yin Ruijue's expression darkened. "Brother Bo, what happened? Did Sister-in-law borrow spicy strips from the Mafia?"

Bo Jinchuan didn't speak, but his deep aura sent a chill down everyone's spine.

Shen Fanxing looked embarrassed as well.

It was because of her greed that led to this chaotic situation.

There was no one else.

"Sigh, don't think about it anymore. Today is one of the most important days of Xu Qingzhi's life. Let's continue to celebrate!"

Yin Ruijue shouted to smooth things over, and the atmosphere in the room instantly became lively.

Those who drank or played games completely treated what happened just now as a fleeting excitement.

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How magnanimous!

On the other hand, Bo Jinchuan exuded a cold aura, but it didn't affect everyone's entertainment.

Seeing her look over, he even gave her a glass of milk personally.

Shen Fanxing was speechless.

So… everything was fine?

Shen Fanxing's lips twitched. It seemed like only she knew how painful it was when the whip hit her.

However, she didn't feel worried or afraid.

She smiled at Bo Jinchuan and the last trace of tension in her eyes vanished.

After playing for a while, Shen Fanxing glanced at her watch before turning to look at Xu Qingzhi.

"Qingzhi, it's getting late. Where's Limo? Is she coming to pick you up?"

Xu Qingzhi's face stiffened. "He… isn't in Ping Cheng."

Shen Fanxing looked at her quietly with an unhappy expression. "Your wedding is coming soon. Besides, you're pregnant…"

"Fanxing," Xu Qing suddenly called out to Shen Fanxing. Her voice was calm but there was a hint of bitterness in it. Then, she smiled.

"I'm the one who's pregnant, not him. If men are busy with work, we can't disturb them often, right?"

Shen Fanxing wanted to say something, but she didn't.

Not every man was like Bo Jinchuan.

If she said too much at this time, she could only rub salt on Qing Zhixin's wound.

Busy with work…

The wedding date was approaching. How could a man's focus be on work?

What else could she say after hearing such a lame reason?

Shen Fanxing's heart ached and she reached out to hold Xu Qingzhi's hand.

Only Xu Qingzhi could understand what that soft temperature was transmitting.

"You can't stay up too late. That's all for today. Go back and rest well."

Shen Fanxing ended the bachelor party promptly.

Before they parted, everyone gave Xu Qingzhi a hug.

"Sister, let us know if you've suffered. We'll back you up!"

Yin Ruijue patted Xu Qingzhi's shoulder. His casual look was still there, but there was a hint of seriousness in it.

"I wish you happiness, Sister Qingzhi!"

Shang Qiqi's nasal sounds were a little heavy. Girls her age had beautiful fantasies about love and were very emotional. It was good to marry the person she loved.

However, the word "married" made her feel sad.

In the end, Shen Fanxing and Xu Qingzhi hugged each other tightly. They didn't say anything, but their eyes turned red.

Shen Fanxing rarely cried, but Xu Qingzhi's existence in her life was something that even Bo Jinchuan couldn't surpass and replace.

She wanted to get married. She wanted to watch her get married. She clearly knew what Qingzhi had to endure in the marriage that she was about to enter, and how difficult every step would be…

She had always been good at planning ahead, but she couldn't interfere in someone else's relationship…

Qingzhi loved Limo, so she used her life as a bet that Limo would fall in love with her.

She wondered if she would reach the end of this long journey. Or when she would return…

She naturally didn't want that to be a lost cause.

Shang Qiqi pursed her lips as tears streamed down her face. She reached out to wipe her tears like a child. The other girl's eyes were also red as she sniffled.

After a long while, the two of them separated and Shen Fanxing's smile returned.

"Rongcheng isn't far away. I'll look for you often."

Xu Qingzhi's dark eyes lit up. "You're the best."

How could she not be afraid of marrying into another city?

What he needed the most was the company of the person closest to him.

Shen Fanxing smiled and said, "Alright, let's go."

The few of them put on their coats and walked out of the private room one after another.

When she took the elevator to the lobby on the first floor, she realized that there were only a few staff members in Mansion Number Eight.

Beside a nearby booth stood a group of people.

He was tall and dressed in black.

In the corner of the booth, they could vaguely see a black shadow sitting there.

His tall and slender figure was only revealed under the dim light.

His facial features were well-defined, and his nose bridge was high. His side profile was handsome and stylish. He was holding a heavy glass in his hand. Under the faint light, the glass and the wine reflected the colorful light, and his lips curled into an obvious smile.

Coupled with his handsome features, he exuded an alluring charm.

At the same time, there was a strange feeling that made one shiver.

Shen Fanxing slowed down and stopped in the middle of the hall.

Bo Jinchuan glanced at her and followed her gaze to the figure sitting in the corner. His eyes narrowed.

"Let's go."

Bo Jinchuan retracted his gaze and led Shen Fanxing to the door.

Other than the three women who looked a little timid, the men behind them were all calm and composed.

At first, she only glanced sideways at the man who exuded a sinister aura.

There was nothing else after that.

The surrounding staff looked at them in confusion.

The group walked straight to the door.

"Xingxing."

A low and devilish voice sounded. Bo Jinchuan could clearly feel the woman in his arms stop in her tracks.

He wrapped his arm around her and exerted some strength as they continued walking.

However, there was a flurry of footsteps and their path was blocked by someone in a black suit.

The leader had a cold expression and looked at Shen Fanxing helplessly.

Shen Fanxing's face darkened. "Song Xiao."

"Sorry."

He said apologetically before his gaze landed on the booth.

Qi Mohan stood up slowly from the sofa. His high-end leather shoes stepped on the floor and his voice got closer and closer. Finally, he stood in front of her…

[Beauty, do you not understand anything? You can ask questions…]