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Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 254

Chapter 254 - I Don’t Mind Playing With You

Then, she walked around her and smiled, as her clear voice sounded slowly. “Why don’t we change it to three kowtows?”

Shen Qianrou’s face darkened visibly.

Raising her head, that vulnerable and delicate facade finally started to crack.

She finally glared at her with hatred in front of everyone.

The smile on Shen Fanxing’s face widened and she bent to get closer to Shen Qianrou.

An aloof, haughty and threatening face loomed before Shen Qianrou.

“Excellent, that’s it. I suddenly realize that tearing apart your hypocritical face bit by bit should be a good form of entertainment. Shen Qianrou, I don’t mind playing with you!”

The fury and hatred in Shen Qianrou’s eyes intensified.

She stared at Shen Fanxing’s delicate features, which were flawless from any angle. Every gaze, every expression, every breath, and every inch of her temperament radiated a sense of nobility.

She was jealous of her, she was jealous of everything she had, and she was going mad.

No matter what, she could never steal everything from Shen Fanxing. Even if she could play many roles, she could never be a replica of Shen Fanxing.

Seeing Shen Qianrou’s expression, Shen Fanxing smirked lightly and released her hand to grip her shoulder instead.

Shen Qianrou tried to shake her off, but Shen Fanxing was so strong that she couldn’t move at all.

Her fingers seemed to be digging into her shoulders and piercing through the gaps in her bones. It was causing her excruciating pain that drained her strength.

On the other hand, Shen Fanxing smiled lightly, as if she wasn’t trying to crush her shoulder.

“Are you going to kowtow? Huh?” Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow. Even though there was a smile on her face, it was more terrifying than her anger.

Shen Qianrou was still glaring at her, but panic had started to appear in her hateful eyes.

“Seems like you need my help.”

The smile on Shen Fanxing’s face disappeared instantly, replaced by coldness.

Shen Qianrou couldn’t help but panic.

“No… you can’t…”

Shen Qianrou seemed to have guessed what Shen Fanxing wanted to do. She started to struggle violently.

Yet, Shen Fanxing pinned her shoulders forcefully and straightened her body. With one hand, she pressed Shen Qianrou’s head forcefully—

With a loud thud, Shen Qianrou was pressed to the floor before she could even react.

Her forehead hit the floor and Shen Qianrou felt a buzz in her head, followed by dizziness.

There were loud gasps around, as though they couldn’t believe that Shen Fanxing would do such a thing.

Nevertheless Shen Fanxing didn’t stop. After two consecutive pushes on the back of her head, she released Shen Qianrou and cast her aside.

Shen Qianrou was dizzy from the impact, but her mind was clear.

Her ten fingers pressed into the floor angrily, and as a result, her well-manicured nails were all broken and bleeding.

But she didn’t have the courage to look up. She was a public figure and she had to maintain her image. After all that had happened over the past few days, she couldn’t afford to create more trouble for herself.

However, she had suffered such humiliation. How would she be able to face these onlookers?

If possible, she would rather be knocked unconscious by Shen Fanxing than face such a humiliating situation.

If she lost consciousness, it would be bad for Shen Fanxing as well. She wouldn’t be able to escape criticism by the public and the law as well.

If she lost consciousness…

Shen Qianrou’s eyes gleamed and she shook her head twice…

Just as she was about to pretend to collapse, Shen Fanxing gave a contemptuous sneer and shouted,

“Don’t faint now! My strength isn’t enough to give you a concussion. Don’t worry, I did hold back just now!”

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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