Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 1227

Chapter 1227: Future Son-in-law

Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and tugged lightly. Sometimes, love was a deadly thing.
Like her…
If Bo Jinchuan really had another woman, or if one day, she realized that his kindness to her was not unique, perhaps it was because he was good to her. In the past or in the future, he belonged to another woman…
Just thinking about it made her feel suffocated.
“It’s best if you think that way. But Qingzhi, you’re my friend. I can’t stand by and do nothing. Stay with me in Ping Cheng City first…”
“Okay, I have nothing to do anyway… Why don’t you help me open a branch in Ping Cheng when you’re done? I have nothing to do anyway. Why don’t I manage the company there?”
Perhaps with a job, she wouldn’t have so much free time to grieve for a man.
“Okay. You have to raise a healthy and handsome son-in-law for me and manage your body well. Otherwise, I will never allow my daughter to marry an invalid. There are also a few mothers-in-law who are not in good health and can’t even carry their grandchildren.”
“That’s a must!” Xu Qingzhi smiled and blinked. “Don’t worry, my son is tall, big, and handsome. He’s the male god among male gods. It’s definitely not a loss for your daughter to marry my son!”
Xu Qingzhi’s eyes lit up when she thought of the blissful days ahead.
Love might not be everything in life.
It would shift, fade, and be replaced.
No one would have such pure love like Qingzhi.
Li Mo.
Don’t realize who you should love.
Shen Fanxing told Xu Qingzhi about the variety and effects of the flowers that could be used to make essential oil. A servant came to call for dinner.
At the dining table, the atmosphere was heavy for no reason.
She had no idea why.
Before dinner ended, Old Master suddenly spoke.
“Let’s have dinner later. Jinchuan and Fanxing, you must follow me to the study. I have something to tell you.”
The old man’s tone was calm, but everyone could tell that something was amiss.
They all looked up at him.
The old man didn’t give any of them an extra look.
However, less than two minutes after the Old Master finished speaking, Yu Song suddenly came looking for him.
After saying something to Bo Jinchuan, he put down his chopsticks immediately.
When he left, his face was dark and his footsteps were more hurried than usual.
“I told you, I have something to discuss.”
The old man’s cold voice suddenly sounded.
“I have something urgent to attend to.” Bo Jinchuan didn’t stop.
“There shouldn’t be anything in the company that we have to do now!”
Bo Jinchuan lost his patience and said, “I told you it’s urgent.”
Old Master Bo slammed his chopsticks on the table.
“What I want to say is also very important! If you insist on leaving, don’t blame me for not giving you a chance!”
Bo Jinchuan didn’t speak further. He pushed his chair away and strode away.
“Bo Jinchuan!” Old Master Bo bellowed, but Bo Jinchuan didn’t stop.
Yu Song followed closely behind him with a serious expression.
When his gaze landed on Shen Fanxing, it was obvious that he was avoiding her.
Shen Fanxing felt increasingly uneasy as she chased after him.
She grabbed the hem of Bo Jinchuan’s windbreaker.
“What’s wrong? What happened?”
His appearance made her feel uneasy.
She had never seen him in such a hurry.
Bo Jinchuan stopped in his tracks and turned to look at her beautiful face. His dark eyes were filled with unfathomable emotions.
Shen Fanxing suddenly grabbed Bo Jinchuan’s sleeve and asked, “Where are you going?”
She didn’t know why she was feeling so uneasy.
Perhaps Old Master’s attitude these few days had really frightened her.
Perhaps because the engagement date was approaching, she was a little anxious on such an important day.
“I have something urgent to attend to. Wait for me at home.”
With that, he bent and planted a kiss on Shen Fanxing’s forehead.
After that, he let go of her and turned to leave. However, a subtle force stopped him.
He stopped in his tracks again and turned around. He lowered his head to look at the corner of the windbreaker that was still held tightly. Then, he looked up at the owner of the slender and fair hand.
“Fanxing.”
Shen Fanxing looked up slowly. Her clear eyes were exceptionally calm, as though there were too many things in them.
Bo Jinchuan had only called her name, but Shen Fanxing knew that he wanted her to let go.
She shook her head slightly, rejecting Bo Jinchuan’s intentions.
She tightened her grip on his shirt.
A few seconds seemed too long.
“Ah Chuan, do you… really have premarital phobia?”
Bo Jinchuan paused and caressed her head gently.
“Stop fooling around. Wait for me at home. I’ll be back soon.”
Shen Fanxing lowered her gaze and her gaze landed on her hand that was clutching Bo Jinchuan’s shirt tightly. Her hand was curled up and her knuckles were pale.
She stared at her hand for a long time before releasing it bit by bit.
Then, she looked up at him with a bright smile on her face.
“Alright, I’m not going anywhere. I’ll wait… to be your bride.”
Bo Jinchuan smiled and pulled her into his embrace before kissing her.
Shen Fanxing allowed him to kiss her as she responded to him.
A long and deep kiss ensued.
Yu Song turned around silently.
After a long while, Bo Jinchuan released her and pressed his forehead against hers. His low and hoarse voice sounded.
“Ignore the old man.”
Shen Fanxing nodded and replied, “Yes.”
Bo Jinchuan looked at her with his dark eyes and patted her head. Then, he turned around and left quickly.
Shen Fanxing’s other hand, which had been behind her, was clenched so tightly that her knuckles hurt.
A hand wrapped around hers. Shen Fanxing’s eyes flickered and she turned to look at Xu Qingzhi.
“What are you worried about? It’s not like he’s not coming back. Is there a need to be so reluctant?”
Shen Fanxing pursed her lips and said, “This is the first time I’ve seen him leave like this. And I don’t know what he wants?”
Xu Qingzhi squeezed her hand and said, “I think you’ve been spoiled by the CEO. How can you be sad about such a small separation? How can I bear it?”
Upon hearing Xu Qingzhi’s comparison, Shen Fanxing’s eyes flickered and she glanced at her.
“I’m not sad. Don’t think too much!”
Xu Qingzhi shrugged nonchalantly.
“Even if I do, I won’t allow myself to care. What I care about the most now is your future son-in-law.”