Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Actually, Bo Jinchuan’s phone had been ringing since dinner. However, after being the old madam threw him a few glares, he decided to mute it.
Not long after he got into the car, his phone rang again.
Bo Jinchuan took out his phone and glanced at it before propping it up. Then, he glanced at her and said casually,
“Help me to turn on the bluetooth settings on my phone.”
At the same time, he picked up his bluetooth earphones with a hand and steered the car with another hand on the steering wheel.
Shen Fanxing bent her head and clicked silently on the screen to change the setting with her slender fingers.
Bo Jinchuan’s deep and composed voice filled the car. He spoke in several foreign languages during each phone call.
She could vaguely make out some English, French, German and Russian.
Each switch of language was smooth and pleasant to the ears.
In between calls, he hung up a few times before picking up another one. Just as Shen Fanxing was trying to guess what the next language would be, she heard Bo Jinchuan’s deep voice.
“What?”
Alright, in Mandarin this time.
Bo Jinchuan switched off the bluetooth settings and the conversation echoed in the car.
“Brother Bo, you have been back for a while, shouldn’t we have a gathering?”
The man’s voice sounded very casual and somewhat frivolous.
“I’m not free.” came a succinct and heartless reply.
Shen Fanxing sat on the passenger’s seat and silently looked out of the window.
Yes… He was indeed not free.
“When will you be free?”
“In a few days.”
“How many days is it exactly…” Beep, beep, beep…
In a luxurious private room at a club, Yin Ruijue stared at his phone for long before he uttered, “F*ck.”
He threw his phone on the coffee table and gave the silent man a look before shrugging. “I can’t get him here!”
The man beside him was wearing a suit and leather shoes. He held a cigarette between his fingers, looking refined and poised.
He was good-looking and suave, with dark eyebrows and a stoic expression. By looking at his appearance, he gave off the impression that he was not an easy person to get along with. He emitted aloofness all over his face.
“Fine, so be it. When a man is busy, he can use that to deal with almost everything.”
Although the man’s lips curled upward, there was no trace of warmth nor a smile.
Li Tingshen— a low-profile and mysterious man who owned a seemingly small-scale entertainment company.
But as long as he wanted something, he could do whatever he wanted in the entertainment industry.
Yin Ruijue had taken over his family’s business, which consisted of hotels and entertainment companies. He came from a well-known and affluent family in Ping Cheng City.
The three of them including Bo Jinchuan had vastly different personalities, but for some unknown reason, they became good friends.
…
Shen Fanxing was taken aback by Bo Jinchuan’s lack of gentlemanliness.
There was a period of absolute silence in the car. The silence resulted in an increasingly awkward atmosphere.
Given Shen Fanxing’s years of public relations experience, it was a taboo to experience awkward silence.
But at this time, she had no idea what she should say to Bo Jinchuan.
After being silent some time, Shen Fanxing turned her head and asked, “Can I listen to music?”
“Up to you.”
Shen Fanxing turned on the broadcast system and a light and warm tune flowed into the air.
It was a famous piano piece, and Shen Fanxing was familiar with it.
A Comme Amour.
Surprised, Shen Fanxing asked, “You like piano pieces too?”
“Violin pieces are not bad too,” responded Bo Jinchuan in his deep voice.” You like the piano? Do you know how to play it?”
Does she play…
A sarcastic smile appeared on Shen Fanxing’s face…
