Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! - Chapter 1394

Chapter 1394: Untitled

She was clearly a strong woman with no shortcomings outside, but in private, she was so delicate and lively in front of him. The strong contrast made him especially satisfied.

This proved that this was his exclusive right.

“What did you play?”

Shen Fanxing blinked and sat on the stool. She raised her hands and a familiar melody sounded.

A dream wedding.

After the song, Shen Fanxing turned to smile at him. “I promised to play for you in the past.”

Bo Jinchuan smiled and caressed her cheek. “It sounds so nice.”

Shen Fanxing smiled and said, “The song is good, but I don’t like it. Don’t like it either.”

Bo Jinchuan paused for a few seconds before chuckling softly. “Why?”

Shen Fanxing raised her hand to play Little Xingxing’s tune. Every note was clear and melodious.

“There’s a very sad story in this song. I don’t really like it.”

Bo Jinchuan naturally knew the story.

Shen Fanxing stopped what she was doing and said slowly,

“An ordinary young man fell in love with the princess of the Country of Dreams. However, he knew the gap between the two of them and that this love was destined to be empty, so he packed his luggage and left alone.

When he returned to the Dream Country after six years, the entire country was filled with a festive atmosphere. Colorful flags were hung everywhere and people were singing happily.

He asked the passers-by and learned that the princess was about to hold a wedding with the prince of the neighboring country.

People were already waiting for the princess on the way to the church. He stood in the crowd and waited quietly. When the princess held the prince’s hand and walked out of the palace, the crowd was excited.

When she walked past him, their eyes met. Suddenly, he pushed aside the guards blocking the crowd and rushed forward.

The guard drew his sword, but it was too late. He had already rushed in front of the princess. He opened his arms and at that moment, he saw the princess’s terrified expression.

“Don’t be afraid, I’ll protect you,” he said to the princess. His back was pierced by an arrow and he fell into her arms.

He opened his eyes and smiled at the princess who looked like a pure angel in her dream-like wedding dress.

He said, “Is this a dream?… A dream is enough…”

Shen Fanxing’s voice deepened and her face darkened.

“He didn’t fight for anything. Just because the other party is a princess, he gave up on this relationship. In the end, he only wanted a dream wedding… In my eyes, he’s a coward.”

This was definitely something a strong person would say.

So this was Shen Fanxing.

If she were a princess, she would not like such a coward. That was why she did not like this song.

It wasn’t that the song itself wasn’t good, it was just that she hated it.

Bo Jinchuan smiled and caressed her soft hair.

“Yes, I don’t like it either.”

The emotions in Shen Fanxing’s eyes swirled as she looked up at him. “That’s why I’m only letting you play this once.”

Bo Jinchuan answered obediently, “Okay.”

“Is the song for the state banquet ready?” he asked again.

“Yes, I’m done.”

“Play it for me.”

“Sure.”

…

Dinner was ready, but Yuan Sichun wasn’t back yet. No matter how Ye Zhiqing called, she couldn’t get through.

“Strange, Sichun has never been back so late. Even if she was back late, she would have called me. Why is she so late today?”

Ye Zhiqing frowned and called Qi Mingchu after hanging up.

“Hello, Mingchu, did you see Sichun today? Is she with you now?”

In the hotel, Qi Mingchu frowned when he heard Ye Zhiqing’s question. “Has Sichun not gone back yet?”

“Yes, she usually calls home even if she’s late. I thought she was with you today…”

“We were planning to have dinner together, but we were picked up by Special Assistant Yu.”

Ye Zhiqing was stunned. “She was… picked up by Bo Jinchuan’s assistant?”

“Yes.”

Ye Zhiqing’s eyelids twitched inexplicably and she felt uneasy.

Then, she looked anxiously at Yuan Zhengchong, who was sitting at the head of the table. “Quickly call Jinchuan and ask them what they’re doing.”

Before Yuan Zhengchong could move, a servant walked over with a phone.

“Sir, there’s a call for you.”

“Who?”

“The other party seems to be Young Master Bo’s special assistant.”

Yuan Zhengchong frowned. What a coincidence.

Yuan Zhengchong had just answered the call when Yu Song’s voice sounded stiffly.

“Mr Yuan, I’m Yu Song. I’m sorry to inform you that Miss Yuan won’t be back for a long time.”

Yuan Zhengchong’s face darkened. “What do you mean?”

“I’m just informing you to prevent you from causing any trouble.”

Yuan Zhengchong suddenly stood up from his chair and shouted angrily,

“Is this Bo Jinchuan’s idea?”

“I’m sorry, Mr Yuan. I’m only responsible for informing you.”

With that, Yu Song hung up.

“Zhengchong, what happened? What happened to Sichun?” Ye Zhiqing asked anxiously.

Yuan Zhengchong didn’t reply and dialed Bo Jinchuan’s number.

Bo Jinchuan was cooking dinner for Shen Fanxing in the kitchen. Shen Fanxing stuck to him and circled around him, saying that she wanted to help. However, Bo Jinchuan didn’t let her.

He said that the water was cold.

Picking vegetables would hurt his hands.

He was worried about cutting the meat, so he placed the kitchen knife aside…

“I used to cook too.” Shen Fanxing felt that Bo Jinchuan had pampered her too much. If she continued like this, she would definitely be spoiled.

“Yes, I didn’t cook in the past,” said Bo Jinchuan concisely, but Shen Fanxing understood what he meant. Things were different now.

Now that she was Mrs. Bo, could she be compared to the past?

Shen Fanxing sighed. She couldn’t win against him.

When the phone rang, she walked out of the kitchen in boredom. Not long after, she walked back in with her phone. “There’s a call for you!”

Bo Jinchuan glanced at the unknown number and narrowed his eyes.

She took the phone and walked out of the kitchen.

Shen Fanxing stared at his back, confusion flashing across her eyes.

That string of numbers was clearly imprinted in her mind. Who would have such a huge reaction without a caller ID?