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Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 426

Chapter 426 - Registering Together

Chapter 426: Registering Together

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“If you want to give her, so be it. It will be destroyed sooner or later anyway!”

Jiang Rongrong slammed the table and stood up.

“What do you want?! You want to ruin Lan Yun Entertainment?!”

Shen Fanxing let out a cold smirk and turned slowly to face Jiang Rongrong. She enunciated each word clearly.

“You’re wrong. You want to destroy it!”

She whirled around before heading upstairs.

“She’s here to collect debts! That evil creature wants to drive me to my death!”

Shen Fanxing went upstairs to get her suitcase while Jiang Rongrong’s angry voice sounded unsteadily from the living room.

“Grandma, Grandma, don’t be angry. Calm down. Sister said those words in a fit of anger!”

“Yes, Mother, don’t be angry. Calm down…”

When Shen Fanxing walked down with her suitcase, Jiang Rongrong’s anger had yet to dissipate.

When she saw her, her expression looked as though she was looking at an enemy who had killed her father.

She smirked and left the mansion without saying anything.

Shen Qianrou was boiling with anger.

That b*tch! She moved out as soon as the competition ended. It was obvious that she stayed in the Shen family to dig a pit for her to jump into!

She couldn’t even be bothered to hide it!

After getting into the car, Shen Fanxing took a deep breath.

Bo Jinchuan glanced at her and said, “You’re not allowed to come here again. You’re harming others without benefiting yourself.”

“I’ll try my best!”

~

Just as Shen Qianrou had pacified Jiang Rongrong, her phone rang. It was a call from Anna Li.

“Qianrou, something’s wrong. Hurry up and go online. We’ve been tricked by Shen Fanxing!”

Shen Qianrou frowned and asked, “What happened?”

“It’s the pre-selection… Take a look online…”

After hanging up, Shen Qianrou clicked and entered her Weibo account.

The top trending topics on Weibo were all related to the scent-making competition.

When she refreshed again, every headline was the same.

Video and photos were being circulated like mad.

There was a video of Shen Fanxing standing on stage and conversing fluently with the French judge, Elaine.

There was a video of Elaine commenting about Shen Qianrou’s creation.

And the video of Elaine pointing and speaking to her with an enraged expression.

And the video of her interview with the reporters!

The comments—

‘I didn’t expect Shen Fanxing to be so mischievous when she looked so aloof and stern!’

[Elaine only gave Shen Qianrou 4.9 points for her work?! She is afraid that by passing her, she will be more arrogant? That is hilarious]

‘Seems like Shen Fanxing is a good sister!’

‘But look at Shen Qianrou’s expression. She looks as though she has a problem with not being the winner! It’s embarrassing!’

‘You call that embarrassing? Look at Shen Qianrou’s arrogant face after hearing her sister’s translation. She even thanked Elaine for her love… Oh my god, I’m so embarrassed!’

‘I finally understand the importance of learning a foreign language today!’

‘It’s scary to be uncultured!’

‘Bye everyone, I’m going to learn French!’

‘Hey you, wait for me to register together!’

Shen Qianrou knitted her eyebrows even more and kept refreshing the comments. Someone asked, “What did the French judge exactly say to Shen Qianrou?”

Shen Qianrou frowned in doubt. Didn’t Shen Fanxing explain back then?

She translated that the competition was over and there was no need for them to do anything else. The judge had praised her for her outstanding work and urged her to work harder. She was looking forward to her performance in the international competition!

But now, there seemed to be a mistranslation.. She clicked on the comment and there were many replies. The meaning was the same—

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

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Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
Ms Shen goes about her usual days while Mr Bo flirts with her relentlessly. "Isn't CEO Bo a pure and modest gentleman who doesn’t associate himself with females?" With lazy eyelids, Mr Bo lies idly on the sofa with a posture graceful, his face revealing a contented smile. Glancing at that face, Mrs Bo is suddenly reminded of the incident earlier— "Dear, address me as your husband." Deep beneath the cold demeanor lies a man who cannot lose her. When facing him, she is helplessly charmed.

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