Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

The gentle smile on Shen Fanxing’s face was reflected in Su Heng’s eyes. He didn’t know if the man in the car was the same man he had seen yesterday, but the act of honking through the air seemed like a flirting signal.

Flirting…

He had never thought that one day, this would be applied to Shen Fanxing. She had always been strong and overbearing in front of him.

Shen Fanxing retracted her gaze and lowered her hand on her neck. She didn’t hide the love bite.

“Don’t you know what it is? You’re really pretending to be innocent.”

Shen Fanxing’s denial made Shen Qianrou secretly happy as she stole a glance at Su Heng. His brows were furrowed and she couldn’t see his expression.

“Sister, so you really…”

“So what?” Shen Fanxing interrupted her coldly, her gaze chilly.

Shen Qianrou bit her lips and held Su Heng’s arm tightly. “I just don’t want you to do anything stupid…”

“Qianrou, go in first.”

Su Heng’s calm voice interrupted Shen Qianrou.

“Brother Heng…”

“Be good, go in first.”

Su Heng pulled his hand away from Shen Qianrou and patted her shoulder. His voice was still gentle.

Shen Qianrou was unwilling, but since Su Heng had already said so, she could only compromise.

Shen Qianrou entered the house while Shen Fanxing walked out of the corridor towards the car.

She felt that she had no reason to have a conversation with Su Heng.

“Fanxing!”

After Shen Qianrou entered the house, Su Heng chased after her and stood in front of her.

Shen Fanxing stopped in her tracks, her face aloof.

“Fanxing.” Su Heng noticed her impatience and his voice became darker. “Do you really hate me that much?”

Hate?

Shen Fanxing looked up at him with a faint smirk.

“At the end of the day, when men and women fall in love, they’ll either get together or break up. It’s normal to break up. Hating people requires feelings too. I won’t waste too much of my feelings on you. It’s just that you’ve crossed my bottom line. I can’t pretend that nothing happened. Are you hoping that after you have lied to me, I still have to be grateful to you?”

Su Heng frowned. He pressed his lips and looked up at her. His gaze once again landed on the red mark on Shen Fanxing’s neck.

She really let a man touch her!

How could it be?!

His chest tightened and his eyes narrowed. Suddenly, he grabbed Shen Fanxing’s wrist and he growled in frustration and anger.

“Who are you with? What did you do? Even if you hate me, you can’t ruin yourself like that!”

Shen Fanxing narrowed her eyes and flung her hand away from him.

“For you, I would ruin myself?”

Su Heng’s eyes turned cold. “Aren’t you the most reserved? Didn’t you say that intimacy has to be after marriage? Just because I broke off the engagement with you, you’re… punishing me by defiling yourself?!”

Shen Fanxing sneered, “You think too highly of yourself! You don’t have the capability nor charm!”

“Then why did you—”

“Because I like it.”

In the face of Su Heng’s hysteria, Shen Fanxing calmly gave him an answer.

Su Heng choked in response.

He studied Shen Fanxing in disbelief, his hoarse voice lowered, “What did you say?”

“No one can influence my choice. I can do anything as long as I like it. I like him. I like him touching me. In front of him, I can easily break all of my principles…”