Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! - Chapter 961

Chapter 961: I’ll Kill You

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Shen Fanxing gritted her teeth and her body was filled with hostility. She raised her hand and used all her strength to slap Bo Zitong’s face.

Bo Ziyan’s face was slapped to the side.

Shen Fanxing took the opportunity to get up. Just as she placed her hand on the edge of the pool, she was pressed down by Bo Zitong.

The fruit platter that Bo Jinchuan had peeled for her fell to the ground.

“Get… Get lost!” Shen Fanxing was terrified to the extreme. The man who had imprisoned her disgusted her. His breath was disgusting and so was his breathing!

“Get lost… If you dare to touch me again… I’ll kill you!”

Shen Fanxing’s voice trembled as her body trembled.

Her clothes were messy, her hair was messy, and her expression was messy. She was beautiful no matter what!

Bo Zitong was like a lunatic at that moment. Her mind was in a mess and she had no time to think.

He only had one thought now. He wanted to possess this woman who was about to kill him!

Desire dominated his entire consciousness.

He looked at the woman’s exquisite and beautiful collarbone and suddenly wanted to see more. He started to tug at her pajamas.

With a tearing sound, he tore her pajamas with one hand. The crack reached her shoulders, and her round shoulders were the same color as the skin on her face.

A cracking sound stunned Shen Fanxing.

The more the woman struggled, the more excited he became. Shen Fanxing could see his crotch through his pants.

If… if she let this man touch her tonight, she would rather die!

Bo Zitong looked at her, her eyes filled with excitement and lust. The desire in her crotch hurt.

“You’re so beautiful… I felt it just now… I’ll make you comfortable… trust me…”

Shen Fanxing’s face was terrifyingly cold.

As the man spoke, he placed a hand on her shoulder. Bo Zitong was stunned and tried to kiss his smooth shoulder. In her panic, Shen Fanxing saw a silver glow beside the scattered fruits.

Without thinking, she reached out and grabbed it forcefully. She didn’t even have to threaten him not to move. She followed the force of his pressure and stabbed the knife into his abdomen.

Then, she felt a warm and sticky sensation on her hand.

Shen Fanxing’s face was pale. She had used all her strength to stab him in her shock and anger.

The sound of a blade piercing flesh entered Shen Fanxing’s ears. Almost at the same time, her face and body were stained with blood.

Bo Ziyan froze and looked down in disbelief at the knife in her stomach and Shen Fanxing’s bloody hand.

“You…”

“What’s wrong, what’s wrong? Ah!!!”

When the servant heard the noise in the room, she ran over immediately. When she saw the bloody scene, her face turned pale and she screamed with her hands covering her head.

With a bang, Bo Zitong clutched her stomach and fell to the side.

Shen Fanxing’s stiff eyes flickered, but she quickly pushed herself off the ground and retreated. Her face, which was stained with blood, was frighteningly pale. She curled up into a ball, her teeth chattering as though she had yet to recover from the shock.

Her eyes were fixed on Bo Zitong’s motionless body. On the dry gray floor, dark red blood flowed out of Bo Zitong’s body and soaked the floor. Then, it gradually spread across a floor and two floors…

She stared at the ground for a long time. Her mind went blank and her eyes widened as she hugged her body tightly.

The servants who rushed over were all dumbfounded. After screaming, they stood rooted to the ground, not knowing what to do. Their minds had probably gone blank.

It seemed like a long time had passed before Shen Fanxing’s voice sounded. “Bring me my phone.”

The sudden voice startled the servant. She quickly took out her phone from her pocket.

Her pale hand trembled as she handed it to Shen Fanxing.

Shen Fanxing reached out to take it, which was also trembling with blood.

She wiped her hands on her body and scrolled to the number of the main residence on the servant’s phone.

Every sound seemed to be as long as a century.

“Hello?” It was an unfamiliar woman’s voice.

Shen Fanxing blinked as she stared at the motionless man on the ground. She tried her best to control her emotions, but her entire body seemed to be trembling. Her hair was tangled and her eyelashes were fluttering.

“Hello?” The other party couldn’t help but call out again.

Shen Fanxing made a swallowing motion. Her white lips trembled for a long time before she closed her eyes tightly.

“I’m looking for Bo Jinchuan.”

Outsiders didn’t know the number of the Bo family’s residence. Moreover, not many people could call Bo Jinchuan’s name directly.

After some thought, the servant said, “Alright, please wait a moment.”

Then, she took the microphone and walked to the dining room. She walked to Bo Jinchuan and said,

“Young Master, Young Madam is looking for you.”

Yuan Huixin, who had been choked by Bo Jinhang, seized the opportunity and smiled.

“Look at how good the relationship between our future Young Madam and Jinchuan is. We’ve only been separated for a short while and she’s already thinking like this. This is still a family banquet. If she comes back late at night or doesn’t even return home for business, what will happen?”

Bo Jinchuan frowned and glared at Yuan Huixin coldly. His piercing gaze made Yuan Huixin shudder. Her face turned pale and she said to Luo Mei,

“Where did Zitong go? Why isn’t she back yet?”

Luo Mei shook her head. “I don’t know. I haven’t seen him since I came out of the bathroom.”

Bo Jinchuan took the phone from the servant and pushed the chair away. He turned to leave the dining room.

“Fanxing?”

Yuan Huixin’s voice could be heard through the phone. Shen Fanxing’s expression remained blank. When she heard Bo Jinchuan’s familiar and gentle voice, her eyes flickered and her eyes reddened. She gripped the phone tightly, trying her best to suppress her fear.

“Ah Chuan… I… killed someone…”

Bo Jinchuan stopped in his tracks and his eyes widened. A sharp glint flashed across his eyes.

“Dead?”

Her voice was as cold as ice, but the two words silenced everyone in the restaurant.

Young Madam was dead?

‘What do you mean, dead?’

Everyone looked at Bo Jinchuan and only the sound of breathing could be heard.

Shen Fanxing looked at the motionless man and the large pool of blood on the ground. “Probably.”