After all, the target of the betrothal gift was a noble viscount from Country Y.
Just as Jiang Rongrong had said, if she married into the family, she would be a true aristocrat. From then on, her status and standard of living would improve.
Besides, did they see the viscount just now? He was young, handsome, and gentlemanly.
Perhaps CEO Shen had given in obediently this time. Perhaps he felt that marrying the Viscount of Country Y was a good choice.
Everyone broke out in cold sweat.
They were afraid that Shen Fanxing would surprise them and fulfill the old witch’s wish.
But even if she wanted to marry the viscount, she couldn’t let that old witch swallow the betrothal gifts for nothing.
Just the thought of it made her nauseous!
In an office of the Bo Consortium, there was a suffocating aura.
Yu Song stood rooted to the ground, not daring to move. Even his face was expressionless.
Bo Jinchuan, who was sitting behind his desk, was staring at the tablet that Yu Song had given him when he almost kicked the door open. Looking at the screen that was filled with comments, “Waiting for the demoness to slap her face”, Bo Jinchuan pursed his lips as if he was waiting for something.
She thought that with Lou Ruoyi around, Shen Fanxing wouldn’t be bored at home.
Moreover, Xu Qingzhi was back today and the few women would definitely have endless things to talk about. She thought that since she had picked up the call, it was about time for her to return to Grand View Manor. However, Yu Song barged into her office and placed the tablet in front of her with a nervous expression.
It had been a long time since they last met.
He thought that the Shen family was almost done with their evil deeds.
Seeing that the woman who should have reached home had actually appeared at the Shen residence and had a conflict with that old woman, he was furious.
That old woman actually wanted to break off his engagement.
He had sold his wife for a mere two billion yuan!
Even if Fanxing could spare her this time, he wouldn’t!
The reason why he was staring at the screen was because he felt that Fanxing wouldn’t give in so easily.
She was his wife now. Even if she wanted to marry Leisi, she had to consider her status first. She was Bo Jinchuan’s wife now!
Want to marry Raith?
How dare she!
Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes. He had really angered himself.
A few minutes passed and everyone was still watching Shen Fanxing’s every move.
At the Shen residence, Xu Qingzhi saw that Shen Fanxing was unmoved and couldn’t help but say,
“Do you really want to marry someone and become a viscount’s wife? After all, that person is good-looking, gentlemanly, and elegant. You should be able to lead a good life if you marry him.”
Shen Fanxing smiled and said, “Don’t look at men the way you look at men. It’s hard to say how Viscount Reis is like. I’ve only met him once and he’s already giving me a betrothal gift to marry me. I have a feeling that he’s not a good person.”
Xu Qingzhi narrowed her eyes. “You’re interested in me?”
Shen Fanxing recalled the first time they met in the western suburbs. She thought about everything carefully.
It was definitely not a coincidence that Viscount Raith had taken a fancy to her and wanted to marry her.
Even if it was, it must be… a coincidence.
But who?
Shen Fanxing narrowed her eyes and walked towards the living room.
“Fanxing!”
Shen Shanghua suddenly called her from behind. Shen Fanxing stopped in her tracks and turned to look at him.
Shen Shanghua looked even older than before.
He looked at Shen Fanxing, his eyes glistening. His lips trembled before he stammered,
“Grandpa… I’m really… sorry… Grandpa is useless… to let you suffer such… embarrassment…”
Shen Fanxing stared at him silently, her heart aching.
“You don’t have to say this to me! I’m filled with gratitude towards you.”
Humans were all like this. They would subconsciously compare others.
To her, the more shameless and overboard Jiang Rongrong was, the more respect she had for Shen Shanghua.
Although he didn’t give her much help in the end, it was the most rare thing and what she needed the most.
She was grateful to him. In those dark days, there was still someone who treated her kindly and gave her the relationship and care she deserved.
He was an old man and he couldn’t protect himself. She didn’t blame him or regret it.
She could protect herself.
“In my heart, you’re my closest relative.”
“Your grandmother, she…”
“She’s not my grandmother.” Shen Fanxing adjusted Shen Shanghua’s words and smiled. “She hasn’t been since a long time ago.”
Shen Shanghua sighed but didn’t say anything. “You don’t have to worry about this. I’ll get her to return the betrothal gifts.”
Shen Fanxing shook her head and said, “No, I’ll settle this myself. Since she values money so much, I’ll let her work around it forever.”
Shen Shanghua stared at Shen Fanxing for a long time before asking, “What do you want to do?”
Shen Fanxing smiled and glanced at the entrance before walking in.
“There’s movement, there’s movement! Let us see what the demoness wants this time!”
“Quick, follow him!”
“Waiting to be slapped in the face by the demoness.”
The servant who was broadcasting secretly came to the entrance of the villa and aimed the camera in the living room.
Raith stood in the middle of the living room. His gaze was filled with pride and satisfaction as he looked at the gift boxes that almost filled the entire living room.
“In a while, our Country Y will be holding a state banquet. I hope to hold the wedding before the banquet. The time is very close. Why don’t we schedule it for next week?”
Jiang Rongrong smiled and nodded. “Not bad. As long as you’re happy.”
At this moment, Shen Fanxing strode in. Her tall and slender figure and cold aura made Leisi unable to take his eyes off her.
Thinking of how he had seen her a few days ago at the racecourse, she was valiant, decisive and brave. He was infatuated with her.
His grandfather would definitely be happy to marry such a woman.
“Fanxing, which day do you think is the best? Where do you want to hold the wedding? As long as you ask, I will definitely satisfy you.”
“I won’t marry you.”
In the face of his excitement, Shen Fanxing gave him a cold answer.
The smile on Raith’s face gradually froze, and his brows furrowed.
Shen Fanxing shifted her gaze to Jiang Rongrong, who had stopped smiling.
“I’ll ask you one last time. Are you going to return these betrothal gifts?”
