Bo Jinchuan lowered his gaze to hers, his dark orbs shining quietly. “The queen has a real daughter, but I’m not sure if she’s alive or dead…”
Shen Fanxing nodded thoughtfully. She wasn’t entirely surprised. As a member of the royal family, there were bound to be sacrifices in the fight for power.
But it had nothing to do with her.
Sighing lightly, she basked and enjoyed the sea breeze. The unhappiness she had accumulated at the event had vanished completely.
“I know that the producer stepped forward earlier on because of you. I saw it. Bo Jinchuan, thank you…”
“Don’t let me hear you thanking me again. I don’t want to hear it, and it will also show your insincerity. If you feel that it can’t repay the gratitude you have for me, then give me something substantial…”
Before he finished speaking, a soft kiss landed on his lips.
She planted a quick kiss and retreated quickly.
In the blink of an eye.
Bo Jinchuan snapped out of his trance and studied Shen Fanxing’s smiling face.
Her hair was still tied up in a ponytail. Her features were exquisite and elegant, and she looked gentle and lovely.
Recalling the sight of her playing the piano at the event, Bo Jinchuan’s eyes darkened.
“That’s it?”
Shen Fanxing nodded her head firmly. “You mean you don’t need me to thank me? But I have to thank you instead. You should be satisfied.”
“I’m not satisfied.”
The moment Bo Jinchuan finished speaking, he reached out to grab the back of her head. He pulled her to him and bent to kiss her lips…
Shen Fanxing paused and placed her hand on his shoulder. She followed his rhythm and responded shyly.
Ultimately, she couldn’t resist his dominance and determination. Her back was pressed by him and she nearly fell to the ground. She couldn’t help but let go of her grip on the wooden board behind her and wrapped her other hand around his neck. Then, she kissed him back harder and harder…
After the long passionate kiss, Bo Jinchuan looked at her and his deep and hoarse voice sounded.
“Let’s head back and rest early.”
Not far away on the balcony, Su Heng watched the couple stroll away. His usual gentle eyes had widened with shock!
Who was the one who kissed Fanxing just now…
That figure resembled the person whom he had seen with her at the mall. He was certain that they were the same man! But this was the capital city, not Ping Cheng city! That man had come here with Fanxing!
He thought about the people from Ping Cheng City that he had seen at the event tonight, as well as where Shen Fanxing was sitting. His mind instantly thought of a person.
Bo Jinchuan…
But why… How…
How did they end up together?
As the heir to the Bo Consortium, how could he have the power to decide his marriage?
Or rather, as a wise businessman who prioritized interests first, why could he choose Fanxing?
He shook his head, forcing himself to deny the thought.
Impossible! It’s absolutely impossible!
Yes, that was impossible.
If Bo Jinchuan was indeed related to Shen Fanxing, there was no need for them to take such a detour to get Fanxing and Qianrou to compete.
Why didn’t he give the spot to Zhi Qin Cosmetics?
“Brother Heng, why are you here?”
Shen Qianrou’s gentle voice sounded from behind.
Su Heng was in a trance. Even though he had a reason to convince himself, the unease in his heart didn’t dissipate.
Seeing that Su Heng was silent, Shen Qianrou bit her lips, her pale face full of grievance and guilt.
“Sorry, Brother Heng, tonight I…”
