Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 875

Chapter 875: Go and Try
Shen Fanxing frowned and suddenly reached out to pinch her chin…
“Don’t…”
Lan Xianxian looked frightened, but her words were as small as a mosquito.
Butler Wu followed behind Old Master and stood at the staircase looking at the two of them.
Seeing Shen Fanxing’s aloofness and confidence, Old Master Bo’s eyes darkened.
Meanwhile, Butler Wu was still shocked.
Even though it was a small action, Shen Fanxing’s aura seemed to flow from her bones.
Including the Old Madam and the wife who was coming back tomorrow, these two had their own merits. In some aspects, no one could compare to them.
Although they had not known each other for long, the incident with the Qi family two days ago proved that she was smart.
Other than her family background, there was nothing wrong with this woman.
Ignoring Lan Xianxian’s panic and nervousness, Shen Fanxing grabbed her chin tightly and lifted her head.
The scene before her made Shen Fanxing’s eyes flash with understanding.
Reaching out to push away the hair on her forehead, a bright red birthmark appeared in her vision.
Shen Fanxing raised her other hand and her fair knuckles landed on the birthmark on her forehead. Her face lit up.
Lan Xianxian’s face was filled with panic, and her eyes were wavering and begging.
“Don’t… don’t look…”
However, the restraint on her chin had no intention of letting go of her.
Feeling her cold fingers slowly tracing its outline on that unbearable spot, Lan Qianqian wished she could find a place to hide herself completely.
Her body couldn’t help but tremble as ear-piercing mockery and sarcasm sounded in her ears.
“Ugly freak!”
“It’s disgusting!”
“I heard that it’s a birthmark. My mother said that my birthmark is on my butt, but hers is on my face. Pfft…”
“Get lost, stop pestering me!”
Ever since she was young, no matter where she went, she would be mocked by everyone.
She had no friends and even her family had abandoned her.
She studied alone and even did more things. There were too many things she wanted to do, but she couldn’t take a step because of this birthmark.
If not for Old Master Bo, she would not have gone out today.
She didn’t expect this woman to undo her “scar” from the start.
“How beautiful.”
“…”
Shen Fanxing’s words made everyone’s expressions change.
Lan Xianxian froze as she stared at Shen Fanxing in disbelief.
“What… did you say?”
She said… which part was pretty?
A strange glint flashed across Shen Fanxing’s eyes. Upon hearing Lan Xianxian’s disbelief, she lowered her eyes and scanned the woman’s face.
Without makeup, her skin was fair and tender. Her eyes were exceptionally beautiful, without any aggressive emotions. She was gentle, elegant, and of course, a little timid and surprised.
Shen Fanxing smiled and looked into her eyes.
“Do you think it’s ugly?”
As she spoke, she pressed her finger on the center of her birthmark.
Lan Xian’s eyes flickered for a moment before she smiled sadly. “Don’t comfort me. Do you think it’s beautiful? You won’t understand what kind of life I’ve lived because of its existence since I was young. No one has acknowledged it, even the people closest to me. You’re too deliberate…”
Listening to Lan Xianxian’s words, she sounded gentle and pleasant. She didn’t feel inferior because of her lack of self-esteem.
On the contrary, she might be unique in some ways.
“Everyone is right? The only person who went against them must be wrong?”
“…”
With her height advantage, Shen Fanxing looked down at her with a faint smile on her face.
Lan Xianxian didn’t say anything, but Shen Fanxing said, “Instead of saying that, it’s better to say that you agree with what those people said.”
With that, Shen Fanxing released Lan Xianxian.
Lan Xianxian subconsciously fiddled with the curtain to cover the birthmark as much as possible.
Shen Fanxing smiled at her and said, “Let’s go shopping.”
Lan Qianqian felt a little conflicted and tightened her grip on the beige bag.
On the bag was an exquisite painting of the lotus pond. Shen Fanxing’s eyes swept across it and her eyes narrowed. She suddenly bent down to look at the bag in her hand.
After taking a closer look, she realized that the patterns on it were indeed embroidered thread by thread.
“Where did you buy this bag?”
Lan Qianqian took a step back. Seeing Shen Fanxing looking up at her, she turned her face away and said, “I embroidered it myself.”
Shen Fanxing paused and turned to look at the staircase.
Caught off guard, Butler Wu and Old Master Wu felt awkward.
The old master snorted heavily and disappeared at the top of the stairs.
Shen Fanxing smiled helplessly and said, “Teach me when you have the chance.”
“What?”
“Embroidery.”
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When she went out, the car she had arranged in advance was already waiting.
She got into the car and went straight to the nearest mall.
There were naturally many people in the mall. Naturally, everyone was dressed in suits and leather shoes. Their dresses swayed as they wore branded goods. They had a proud aura.
Lan Xianxian seemed even more restrained in such a place.
When she entered the lift, she was so nervous that she almost tripped. Shen Fanxing grabbed her hand before she could.
Her palms were covered in cold sweat.
Lan Qianqian tried to retract her hand, but Shen Fanxing didn’t let go.
Even though she had suspected that Shen Fanxing was patronizing her when she was at the Bo residence, her approach warmed Lan Xianxian’s heart.
The two of them went straight to the clothing section. Some of them looked at Lan Xianxian’s dress and gestured at it, but she avoided them in a panic.
Shen Fanxing shook her head and pulled her into a vintage clothing store.
Indeed, seeing this, Lan Xianxian was willing to stay.
However, the thing she studied the most was the embroidery on her clothes.
Shen Fanxing took out a bright yellow cheongsam and walked to Lan Xianxian.
He gestured at her forcefully before nodding.
“Go and try.”
She stuffed the shirt into Lan Xianxian’s arms.
Lan Qianqian looked at the bright and eye-catching color in her arms. Just as she was about to reject, the shop assistant came up to her.
“Miss, you have good taste. This is the gown that our brand’s designer is most satisfied with. It can be considered the treasure of our store. It’s just that the crowd is limited. To be honest, there are already many famous ladies and madams who like this gown, but they can’t successfully wear it…”
The salesperson spoke tactfully. Her gaze swept across Lan Xianxian, who was wearing a cotton shirt, and she smiled apologetically.
Seeing this, Lan Xianxian wanted to retreat.
“Go and try.” Shen Fanxing’s face had turned cold as she repeated the previous sentence in a firm tone.
The salesperson was inevitably frightened by Shen Fanxing’s aura. Moreover, judging from her accent, she was from the mainland. Under the subtle atmosphere, she brought Lan Xianxian into the fitting room.
Not long after, Lan Xianxian walked out of the fitting room.