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Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Putting the phone down, Madam Bo rubbed her hands as she smiled, turning around to tell Lai Rong,

“Go and give Young Master a call. Ask him to come back for dinner.”

“Noted, Madam.”

Lai Rong answered as she walked away with a smiling expression.

Out of courtesy for the meeting, Shen Fanxing changed her outfit.

The clothing was a new one prepared by Qingzhi, but after being hospitalized for long, she had not taken a proper shower.

Realizing this problem, Shen Fanxing frowned slightly.

In the midst of her dilemma, the door knocked.

“Ms Shen, Madam sent me to pick you.”

“Okay, hold on!” Shen Fanxing hastened her preparation.

She followed Yu Song and passed by the place where she met the Old Lady.

There was a door near the fence, something she had failed to notice before.

Yu Song opened up the door and she took a big step over.

Even though the hospital’s park and the place she was going were only separated by a fence, the difference was major, which shocked Shen Fanxing.

Colossal trees surrounded the big backyard, with the orderly-arranged greens being neatly trimmed.

Even though Shen Fanxing was not much of a gardener, she could tell from the non-simplistic yet not-too-complicated gardening that it came from a highly-skilled gardener.

That was a low-profile yet exquisite residence.

“The Old Lady stays here?”

“Yes, Ms Shen.”

Shen Fanxing could not help but turn to look at the sight behind her, only a part of the supposedly-small hospital could be seen.

“This is the shortcut. Madam dislikes loneliness, that’s why she ordered the building of a door here so that medical personnel could come here and chat with her,” explained Yu Song as he led her through the shortcut filled with lush greenery.

“Madam, Ms Shen’s here.”

“Hurry in!”

Came the Old Lady’s urgent yet caring voice from the inside of the house. Shen Fanxing hurried in.

The moment the Old Lady saw Shen Fanxing, she held her hand.

Though her hand was rough, the warmth it exuded touched Shen Fanxing.

Walking into the living room—

Seeing a few servants who were busy with their work in the spacious villa, Shen Fanxing felt guilty.

“Sorry Old Lady for taking so long…”

“It’s alright. I’m used to it. You saying you’re wanting to come has lifted my spirits for a few days.”

Seeing the tinge of guilt on Shen Fanxing’s face, Lady Bo’s heart ached even more for this kind child.

The Old Lady led Shen Fanxing to the sofa and sat opposite her, her hand never relinquishing Shen Fanxing’s hand.

Her look of love and contentment made Shen Fanxing feel flattered.

She had never been treated like that before in her life.

On the contrary, the most she received was others’ disdain and aversion after they knew that she was the first daughter of the Shen Family…

“Tell Grandma, why are you hospitalized?”

Shen Fanxing’s face tensed.

“…Nothing much. It was my carelessness…”

Lady Bo’s hold on her hand tightened.

“Child, why don’t you speak the truth?”

Shen Fanxing’s long lashes shook slightly, as if the most tender and vulnerable side of her was exposed, causing an ache.

She turned her head, viewing the scenery outside without much expression, her voice sounding bitter.

“Nobody will believe me even if I said it.”

Since she had already known the outcome, there was no need to keep up the expectations.

“Silly child, you’re too extremely stubborn. You have only already caged yourself within that circle of limited people. Why not take a bold step out of that dirty place? What’s there to be nostalgic about?”

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

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Score 8.8
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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