Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Panda Novel

"What are you looking at?!"

Chu Yi's deep voice sounded. Shen Fanxing turned to look at him and saw that he didn't look too good.

She raised her eyebrows and pointed at the television screen.

"Chu Ming, not bad."

With that, she watched as Chu Yiyi's handsome face twitched violently. However, he calmly turned around and went to the kitchen.

Not long after she entered the kitchen, the sound of a car engine came from outside.

Bo Jinchuan entered the living room and met Chu Yi.

Seeing Chu Yi sitting leisurely on the sofa watching television, Bo Jinchuan was displeased. He looked like a family man.

When he saw Bo Jinchuan, Chu Yi couldn't help but frown.

The two men stared at each other for a long time without saying a word.

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In the end, Bo Jinchuan unbuttoned his windbreaker and said in a low voice,

"When are you moving out of here?"

Chu Yi snorted coldly and placed his feet on the coffee table arrogantly.

"Mr. Bo, please understand that this residence's surname is Chu."

Bo Jinchuan frowned and asked, "How much is it? I'll buy this place."

"I'm not selling!"

"…"

Shen Fanxing came out of the dining room and saw Bo Jinchuan staring at Chu Yi. He looked like he wanted Chu Yi to explode on the spot.

"Ah Chuan, you're back?"

Bo Jinchuan turned to look at her and saw that she was cooking something.

Frowning, he walked to her side and took the vegetables from her.

"What are you doing?"

"Make hot and sour noodles. Do you want to eat it?"

"Bring me one as well."

Before Bo Jinchuan could speak, Chu Yi's voice sounded.

Bo Jinchuan's frown deepened and he almost crushed the vegetables in his hand.

"We'll move out tomorrow," said Bo Jinchuan solemnly.

The servants didn't pass and neither did the people who stayed with them.

She couldn't stay in this place!

Shen Fanxing didn't dare to say anything. If she wanted to stay with Bo Jinchuan, it was indeed inappropriate to stay with the Chu family.

Seeing that Shen Fanxing had no objections, Bo Jinchuan felt better.

"Sour and spicy noodles?" He lowered his head to ask Shen Fanxing. Seeing her nod, Bo Jinchuan pulled her into the dining room and settled her at the dining table. He took off his suit jacket and rolled up his sleeves before entering the kitchen.

Not long after, Shen Fanxing saw Bo Jinchuan walking out with a bowl of hot and sour noodles.

When she placed it in front of her and saw the bowl of fragrant noodles, her appetite was whetted.

She really wanted to give herself a thumbs up. What kind of godly husband did she find? He knew everything!

He could even easily make something like hot and sour noodles!

Picking up her chopsticks, she blew on some and tasted it. Shen Fanxing was so touched that she cried.

"How is it?"

Shen Fanxing nodded and gave him a thumbs up.

"Very good."

Bo Jinchuan's lips curled as he watched her eat happily. His handsome face was full of affection.

After finishing the last drop of soup, Shen Fanxing sighed in satisfaction.

She looked up and saw the man opposite her looking at her. She couldn't help but blush.

"Did I eat too much…"

Bo Jinchuan chuckled and said, "Three isn't a lot."

Three people…

Shen Fanxing looked down at her stomach and a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Is there anything going on in the company?"

Shen Fanxing's question made Bo Jinchuan's smile fade. However, he shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Seeing his expression, Shen Fanxing paused and said, "I don't understand why Grandpa has been so tough recently. Does he have other concerns?"

Bo Jinchuan leaned back in his chair and his gaze was lowered.

"No concern is a reason for him to do this." With that, he stood up and walked to her, lifting her from her seat.

He lowered his head and rubbed his forehead against hers. "After you're full, wash up and go to bed, okay?"

Shen Fanxing thought for a while and nodded. "I still have to watch Ou Ximing's competition tomorrow. I need to sleep early and wake up early."

Bo Jinchuan frowned and asked, "Must I go?"

"Yes. If she doesn't go, how bored will Yuan Sichun be?"

"…"

Bo Jinchuan felt helpless. She was really addicted to competing.

–

The next day, the international makeup competition was held at the Ping Cheng International Exhibition Center.

At this moment, the east, west, south, and north gates of the exhibition center were open. The participants entered with their qualifications. Other than the judges and some authoritative figures in the industry, the rest of the participants entered with tickets.

The selection process was exceptionally strict.

Shen Fanxing didn't arrive with Ou Ximing. Although it wasn't early, the entrance was still packed with reporters.

"Teacher Liang, how confident are you of winning the third consecutive championship?"

"I heard that one of the contestants is your former senior. I wonder if his participation will affect you psychologically?"

"Who do you think is the most capable makeup artist in this year's competition?"

…

Liang Chenyi's fame in the makeup industry, his relationship with the popular celebrity Zhao Zimo, and this year's third consecutive championship were undoubtedly topics worth mentioning to the reporters.

Faced with the reporters' questions, Liang Chenyi smiled elegantly. There was no trace of nervousness or helplessness.

"Thank you for everyone's concern. In every competition, I believe that every participant has 100% confidence in themselves. Only then will they be worthy of their long-term efforts and recognition of their professional knowledge. I'm the same. It's not that I'm confident in the competition, but I have to win the championship!

Of course, my senior brother's strength cannot be doubted. It's just that he has been staying in his studio all these years. I've always been worried about the current fashion and some of the more popular professional knowledge. I hope he can overcome this and wish him good results in this year's competition.

Every makeup artist who has the courage to participate in the competition is the most capable competitor. I also hope that everyone can achieve the best results."

Her words roughly answered all the questions that the reporter had asked. Other than her "kind concern" for Ou Ximing, her answers were all official.

The reporters obviously didn't like such official words, but they couldn't get any more information. They smiled amiably and turned to ask Zhao Zimo.

"Your wedding is in a few days, right? Do you have confidence in Teacher Liang?"

Zhao Zimo smiled and said, "Thank you for your attention. I naturally have confidence in him. He has never disappointed me."

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