“Chengjiang, how is it? Go and beg Dad. Go back and beg Dad. Zitong is Dad’s biological grandson. He won’t sit back and do nothing! Bo Jinchuan is a lunatic. He’s a lunatic…”
Looking at Bo Chengjiang’s expression, Yuan Huixin knew that there was no outcome on his end. She could only bring up Old Master Bo, who had been angered earlier.
Then, she recalled Bo Jinchuan’s coldness and heartlessness.
A chill ran down her spine as fear overwhelmed her.
Bo Chengjiang couldn’t care less about the old man’s current health. He hurriedly turned to leave.
“Instead of begging Grandpa…”
A low and cold voice sounded from behind. His words carried a strong hint of suggestion.
Bo Chengjiang turned around and looked at Bo Jinhang, who was still leaning against the door of the emergency room. Seeing his indifferent expression, the muscles on Bo Chengjiang’s face twitched.
Bo Jinghang looked up, his expression unreadable. “Why don’t you go and beg my sister-in-law? It’s faster and more effective. If anything happens to Old Master, it’ll make things worse. You can try if you’re not afraid of the consequences. Most women… are soft-hearted.”
But was Shen Fanxing considered most women?
Perhaps… yes.
However, it depended on who she was talking to.
Raising an eyebrow, interest flashed across his handsome face.
–
In Bo Jinchuan’s courtyard.
“Ah Chuan, I want to wash up.” Shen Fanxing seemed to have regained her composure. When Bo Jinchuan was about to apply the medicine on her, she rejected him.
Bo Jinchuan put down the medicine and bent down to hug her.
Shen Fanxing’s eyes flickered and she lowered her gaze to hide her emotions.
In silence, Bo Jinchuan carried her upstairs.
After placing her on the bed, Bo Jinchuan placed a stool in the bathroom before carrying her in. He placed her gently on the stool.
“Just wash your feet. Don’t let your feet get wet.”
He rolled up his sleeves and looked like he wanted to scrub her personally.
“I’ll do it myself.”
Bo Jinchuan gazed deeply at her. Her lips were still fine downstairs a moment ago, but she had left a deep bite mark.
Probably… while he was carrying her upstairs.
In the end, he didn’t reject her. He handed her the warm towel and stood up.
“Be careful of the wound.”
Shen Fanxing lowered her head and replied softly, “Help me find a set of clothes. I want to wear them later.”
Bo Jinchuan frowned and asked, “Pajamas?”
“No, it’s clothes that allow me to go out.”
–
Bo Chengjiang rushed into the living room of Bo Jinchuan’s villa. The lights were dazzling.
Shen Fanxing sat on the sofa in the living room with a cup of hot water. She was dressed neatly and her hair was combed neatly. Her previous disheveled state was gone and she was as calm as a dream.
She was not as weak as she had expected. She was not as frightened as she had imagined.
At nine in the evening, she sat quietly with a glass of water in her hand. It didn’t seem like she was resting, but more like… she was waiting for someone.
When he appeared in front of her, her expression did not change at all.
It was as if she had been waiting for him.
Bo Jinchuan sat beside her and stayed by her side.
Seeing him enter, Bo Jinchuan’s equally calm face cracked slightly.
“It seems that it’s not unreasonable for Bo Ziyan to barge into my courtyard.”
Father and son were the same.
Bo Chengjiang pursed his lips and said stiffly, “What can I do to save Ziwan?”
Bo Jinchuan turned to Shen Fanxing and asked, “Why are you waiting for him?”
Shen Fanxing took a sip of water and shook her head. “I don’t know either.”
She didn’t know either?
Was that possible?
Bo Chengjiang stood rooted to the ground, his fists clenched and trembling.
After a long while, her stiff voice softened.
“Miss Shen, I… am here to beg you to spare my son’s life.”
Shen Fanxing finally moved her lips and her voice was clear and cold.
“I’m the victim. I’m the one who wants him dead the most.”
“… That’s why I’m here to beg you. He’s from the Bo family, the Old Master’s biological grandson, and Jinchuan’s cousin…”
Shen Fanxing said calmly, “You’re threatening me, not begging me.”
“I’m begging you!”
“But I only heard about the Bo family from your words. It’s very difficult for me to marry into the family. Even if I do, I won’t have a good ending in the future. Is this a request? There’s a price to pay.”
The muscles on Bo Chengjiang’s face trembled violently. “What do you want?”
As he spoke, he glanced at Bo Jinchuan and had a bad feeling.
Shen Fanxing fell silent for a while before saying, “It’s probably… equity or something.”
Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes as well.
Bo Chengjiang widened his eyes and said, “Miss Shen! I can’t help but suspect that you seduced my son! You’re using this to weaken my shares for Bo Jinchuan!”
He had never cared about how much the shares of the Bo Consortium were worth outside.
However, once the shares in his hands were divided, even if the Old Master did something after a hundred years, he would not be able to snatch the position of the family head!
Shen Fanxing ignored his speculation and continued,
“So you’re here to gain something for nothing? You want me to let bygones be bygones and save a man who almost raped me? How kind do you think I am?”
“You…”
“It seems that your son’s life is not as important as those shares in your eyes. In that case, there’s nothing to be troubled about. Having shares to accompany you for the rest of your life might be very satisfying for you.”
The veins on Bo Chengjiang’s forehead bulged. “…You schemed against Ziwan!”
Shen Fanxing frowned and said, “I’ve never seen him before, let alone know that he’s your son. Or did he dare to enter this courtyard because I agreed to let him in?”
“…”
Bo Chengjiang’s eyes flickered and his anger subsided. However, Shen Fanxing retracted her gaze calmly.
“If you give me the shares, I’ll agree to the rescue. If not… forget it. Chuan, I’m tired.”
Bo Jinchuan stood up silently and carried Shen Fanxing from the sofa.
Her feet were wrapped in a thick layer of gauze and she seemed to be seriously injured.
Seeing that Bo Jinchuan had already carried Shen Fanxing up the stairs to the second floor, Bo Chengjiang stood rooted to the ground. He trembled in anger for a long time before he finally closed his eyes and growled,
“How much do you want!”
Shen Fanxing smiled and looked up at the man who was hugging her gently, but his face was dark.
“How much do you think is just right?”
It was so suitable that Bo Chengjiang would not threaten him in the future.
She didn’t intend to force Bo Chengjiang’s family into a corner. She only wanted him to behave himself and not affect Bo Jinchuan’s future status. At the very least, he would have one less strong competitor.
The man’s expression was extremely ugly. She could even see the veins on his forehead.
[That’s not all. Fanxing has bad intentions.]
