Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

She was indeed selfish about this matter.

She didn't mind how cruel the consequences would be if she wanted Ava to leave William completely.

Yes, it would be best if Ava disappeared from this world.

It would be better… if she died.

Actually, she was no different from Ava.

She… didn't want to share her man with any woman.

That was why she was willing to act with Shen Fanxing without hesitation and completely remove Ava from William and her life.

She admitted that her thoughts were unbearable.

Hence, she thanked Shen Fanxing today.

Shen Fanxing was the mastermind behind all of this. She was just a participant who had helped her.

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However, she had a feeling that Shen Fanxing had seen through her.

But looking at Shen Fanxing now, she suddenly believed that she would never become the next Ava.

Because she had gotten everything she wanted now.

All she wanted was a complete William.

"There's still a week before New Year's Day, so… tomorrow is Christmas. You guys should leave early and prepare for the holidays tomorrow. I wish you a happy holiday tomorrow."

Although she couldn't bear to interrupt the warmth, Queen Yulia still spoke.

'Christmas?'

Shen Fanxing thought about it. Indeed, the streets had been filled with festive vibes recently.

'But… Christmas?'

She had never thought of how to live her life.

After changing, Shen Fanxing followed Bo Jinchuan out of the palace to the hotel.

Along the way, there were already lanterns and decorations. Men and women celebrated Christmas in pairs.

Christmas activities began at all the shops.

It was as lively and festive as Chinese New Year.

Tomorrow… Tomorrow…

Shen Fanxing was conflicted about what to do tomorrow.

Otherwise…

She would tell him a few jokes.

She turned to look at Bo Jinchuan and her smile made him narrow his eyes.

"If you dare to tell me any more lame jokes, I'll seal your mouth completely."

Shen Fanxing pursed her lips.

This man could read minds, right?

After returning to the hotel, Shen Fanxing washed up and lay in bed, unable to think of a way to spend the next day.

Even when she fell asleep, she couldn't think of anything.

Bo Jinchuan came out after washing up. When he saw her sleeping soundly, he paused before opening the bedroom door.

She sat on the sofa and started scrolling through her contacts.

Yin Ruijue dialed the number.

"Hey! Brother Bo, where have you been recently?"

Bo Jinchuan asked coldly, "How do you plan to spend Christmas?"

There was a long pause on the other end of the phone. "…Brother Bo, don't tell me you're here to provoke me? There's nothing much to do. I plan to take my Tibetan Mastiff out on the streets tomorrow! I'll bite off their hands when I see them holding hands. I'll bite off their mouths when I see them kissing. I'll set fire to the couples who enter the hotel and burn them to death… Hey, hey, hey, Brother Bo… F*ck, I'm hanging up!"

Bo Jinchuan's face darkened.

Bo Jinghang said, "Hello, Brother…"

Bo Jinchuan ignored Bo Jinhang's anger and asked, "How are you going to spend Christmas?"

Bo Jinghang said, "It depends on the child."

Bo Jinchuan hung up immediately.

What a good-for-nothing.

After that, it was Shang Qingmo again. It was the same question.

Shang Qingmo: "…Go to work. Television workers don't deserve holidays."

Bo Jinchuan said, "As the CEO of the company, do you have the right to say that?"

Shang Qingmo said, "I'm not worthy, but compared to the holidays, I'm more willing to earn more money in the company… Tutu…"

Li Tingshen…

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow and gave up on the option.

Li Tingshen wasn't worried about Christmas at all.

Liang Xuer would probably arrange a lot of "processes".

Yu Song…

Yes.

Yu Song picked up the call immediately.

"Sir?"

Bo Jinchuan nodded and asked, "How do you plan to spend Christmas?"

The corners of Yu Song's mouth twitched. "…If nothing goes wrong… I should spend the night with you…"

Bo Jinchuan was speechless.

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Yu Song scratched his head. "…I've never specially celebrated Christmas before… To be honest, I spend Christmas with Master every year."

Bo Jinchuan frowned and asked, "Yu Song, should I give you a raise?"

"…Huh?" Yu Song didn't react for a long time.

Bo Jinchuan continued, "You should earn more money. You should really find a girlfriend."

Yu Song wanted to cry but had no tears. "…I've made Master worry."

Bo Jinchuan replied, "Don't appear in front of me tomorrow."

Yu Song didn't come back to his senses until the call ended.

Why did he feel that Master's last sentence sounded like a command?

So… was he being despised?

But Christmas… How was he going to spend it without Master?

It was better to sleep in the hotel obediently.

What a… lonely Christmas.

He secretly wiped away his bitter tears… It was too difficult for him.

After a phone call, she didn't receive any useful answers. Hence, she got up, opened the bedroom door, and walked in.

She pulled Shen Fanxing, who was sound asleep, into her embrace. The most important thing now was to embrace her.

In a daze, Shen Fanxing felt herself being pulled into a warm embrace.

The familiar warmth and scent made her feel at ease even when she was sleeping. She reached out and placed her arm on the man's thin waist. She rubbed her head against his chest and fell asleep again.

Bo Jinchuan planted a kiss on the top of her head before turning off the lights.

Within seconds, the lights in the room lit up again.

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When Shen Fanxing woke up the next day, Bo Jinchuan was long gone.

However, there was a big red apple lying quietly beside her pillow.

No wonder she smelled like an apple when she slept.

She had always thought that she was too hungry, but it turned out to be true.

She picked up the apple and sniffed it. After confirming that there was no pesticide, she leaned against the headboard and took a bite.

At nine in the morning, Bo Jinchuan guessed that Shen Fanxing should be awake. He opened the door and saw her munching on the apple.

"…"

Shen Fanxing greeted him with a smile, "Morning."

Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips and Shen Fanxing took another bite of the apple.

"The apple is delicious."

Since there were only the two of them in the room, she knew that the apple was prepared by Bo Jinchuan.

Appropriate praise was equivalent to flattery.

Bo Jinchuan's eyebrows twitched…

She was glad that she had washed the apple before putting it on.

She really didn't know why he thought of washing the apple first…

[I've finally made it. I almost… owe you again today…]