Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Panda Novel

They really wanted to know who the mysterious fiancé who gave her an exorbitant betrothal gift was…

In the eyes of others, this life was already an eye-opener. She really didn't know where this fiancé came from.

Moreover, she had been dating Su Heng for so long and they had only been apart for a few months. Her fiancé…

If she simply wanted to slap Su Heng's face, would her fiancé really exist?

Or could it be that this fiancé was really as the media had guessed? He was just a reckless nouveau riche?

"I knew that I would meet Fanxing at Qingzhi and Young Master Li's wedding! They were the closest in school!"

"I really didn't expect Xu Qingzhi and Limo to get married in the end. Back then… Limo and that Mo Xiaona…"

Shen Fanxing glanced at the person who had spoken. Her gaze was cold and dangerous, causing the person to shut up instantly.

"No matter what, compared to Mo Xiaona, Qingzhi and Limo are truly compatible."

"Hey, Fanxing, I heard that you're getting married soon. How is it? Did you bring your fiancé to Qingzhi's wedding today?"

/ Please Keep reading on MYBOXN0VEL.COM

The person who spoke was a woman with a sexy figure.

She had long blonde hair and exquisite makeup. Her nose was high and her chin was sharp. She had a standard internet celebrity face. Shen Fanxing didn't know who she was, but if such a woman was placed in front of Bo Jinchuan…

She was worried that she would find an opportunity to pounce on Bo Jinchuan!

Why create trouble for himself?

She smiled faintly and said,

"He's very busy."

"No way. What does he do? He's busy on such an important day?"

Without looking up, Shen Fanxing took the teacup from Song Zixian.

She smiled at him. Everyone was already drunk, but he still handed her a cup of tea. This showed how meticulous and gentle this man was.

In her free time, she casually replied to the other party's question.

"… Socializing."

Socializing?

The expressions of the people at the table changed slightly.

Socializing meant socializing.

But in layman's terms, it was to achieve a certain goal. To do something that one didn't want to do but had no choice.

Usually, people with status, such as Li Mo and even Song Zixian, would try their best to curry favor with them.

The famous Shen Fanxing's fiancé had chosen to socialize on the day of his fiancée's best friend's wedding. It was obvious that his status was ordinary.

In that case, there was probably a lot of exaggeration in the betrothal gift.

The few of them smiled tacitly and felt better, especially the women.

Who would be happy to see someone else's woman living a much better life than them?

It was fine if her career was outstanding, but if even her man was outstanding, they would vomit to death.

The seductive woman's smile widened. "That's a pity. I thought I would be able to meet your mysterious fiancé today."

Shen Fanxing smiled and remained silent.

"It's okay. We'll see it at the engagement ceremony anyway. We can only suppress our curiosity."

"Yes, yes!"

The few of them agreed and Shen Fanxing nodded with a smile.

Ye Qingqiu sat at the side and drank the water Song Zixian handed her.

"When are you leaving?"

Song Zixian looked at Ye Qingqiu gently and smiled gently.

"I'll play here tomorrow and go back the day after tomorrow," said Ye Qingqiu calmly.

Song Zixian's brows relaxed. "I plan to stay too. I'm quite familiar with Rongcheng. I'll bring you around tomorrow?"

"Sure."

Xu Qingzhi nodded without hesitation.

Shen Fanxing glanced at the two of them and drank a glass of wine before returning to the private room.

In the private room, it was lively. Only Bo Jinchuan, Li Tingshen, and Shang Qingmo were seated elegantly. They looked at Chi Yaoyao, Shang Qiqi, and Yin Ruijue.

Even when Shen Fanxing entered, they didn't react much.

Before entering, she asked the waiter for a pot of hot tea. Shen Fanxing had already poured the hot tea. After blowing on it, she stuffed it into Bo Jinchuan's hands.

"Drink some, it's hot," she whispered.

Bo Jinchuan took the teacup with a lazy smile. He took a sip and when he placed the teacup on the table, he accidentally knocked his phone to the ground.

Shen Fanxing bent down to help him pick it up. Just as she held the phone in her hand, her chin was suddenly grabbed by a hand. Then, a familiar scent pressed down on her, and her lips were kissed tightly.

Her head exploded and the laughter in the room turned into a mess in her mind. Her face turned red.

In front of so many people, the feeling of the two of them hiding under the table to kiss was even more embarrassing than kissing openly.

She reached out to push Bo Jinchuan's shoulder, but he didn't force her and let go of her.

His dark eyes were filled with lust and evil. Looking at her blushing face, his slightly drunk eyes added to his charm.

He stood up slowly and leaned back in his chair. He was calm and composed as if nothing had happened.

Shen Fanxing sat up straight and placed her phone aside. She looked shy and guilty.

She lowered her head, afraid that she would see someone else's meaningful gaze.

Not long after, Shang Qiqi came to her side. Her face was as red as strawberry jelly.

"Sister… Sister-in-law… Where did Sister Qingqiu go… She went to the washroom for so long?"

Shen Fanxing helped her sit on Ye Qingqiu's seat before saying,

"She's sitting with her classmates outside. Hurry up and eat something. If you drink too much, your uncle will clean you up."

"Sister Qingzhi is getting married today. I'm happy for her!"

"Even if you're happy, you can't just drink. Hurry up and eat."

"No… I'll vomit if I eat too much… It's disgusting."

Li Tingshen took off his napkin and stood up.

"Tingshen, where are you going?"

Liang Xuer held his hand fearfully. Li Tingshen lowered his gaze and looked at her calmly.

His cold gaze sent a chill down Liang Xuer's spine. She bit her lips unwillingly. Just as she loosened her grip, Li Tingshen retracted his hand.

"I'm going to the washroom."

With that, he pushed back his chair and left.

Opening the door of the private room, there was a string of voices that could be distinguished clearly in the chaos.