Chapter 292 - Sleep Here
Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
After lunch, Shen Fanxing wanted to help to clear the table.
Yet, one of the servants ran over to tell her that her phone kept ringing. She was afraid that it would run out of battery from the vibration, and so she couldnât help but remind her.
In fact, Su Heng had not stopped texting or calling her since last night. She had ignored him, but she didnât expect him to be so determined.
When she took out her phone and saw name on the screen, she realized it wasnât Su Heng.
Shen Defanâ¦
Her biological father in name.
That was rare.
Narrowing her eyes, she hesitated before picking up the call at the balcony.
âWhatâs the matter?â There was no warmth in her voice.
âYou⦠jinx! Is this the way you speak to your father?!â Shen Defanâs incensed voice sounded through the phone.
âFather? Youâre Shen Qianrouâs father.â
âWretch! Youâre so heartless! Qianrou is your biological sister after all. Itâs not enough that youâve harmed her time and time again. You even forced her to kneel and kowtow to you in public? Donât you know sheâs a public figure now? Havenât you caused enough scandals for her these few days?â
Shen Fanxing gripped her phone and rubbed her forehead, sneering coldly.
âIf she doesnât know how to put up a pretense, she wonât end up like that. Every time she has her way by acting as though sheâs the pitiful one. Now that her fun is over, sheâs still the pitiful one. Donât you find it annoying to see her disheartened face every day?â
âIsnât that all your faultâ¦â
Shen Fanxingâs eyes glinted coldly and her patience had been worn thin. She snapped, âEnough, get to the point. If thereâs nothing else, Iâm hanging up.â
âDonât you dare! Come home now, I need to talk to you.ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Afraid that Shen Fanxing would hang up, Shen Defan rattled like a machine gun.
Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and paused for two seconds. âOkay, Iâll be back later.â
Finishing her sentence, she hung up. Whatever Shen Defan said later, she didnât listen to a single word.
Putting her phone away, her eyes were cold.
When she reached the living room, Bo Jinchuan was looking at her.
âWhatâs the matter?â
Shen Fanxing shook her head and paused before saying, âItâs a call from my family asking me to go back.â
Bo Jinchuan frowned and asked, âYou agreed?â
âYeah,â said Shen Fanxing as she walked to the couch and placed her phone in her bag. Then, she took a sip of water and glanced at Bo Jinchuan.
âGrandma is taking her afternoon nap?â
âYeah.â
Putting down the cup, Shen Fanxing walked to Bo Jinchuan and looked up at him.
âIâm a little sleepy too. Find a room for me.â
Surprise flashed across Bo Jinchuanâs eyes. âYouâre not leaving.â
Shen Fanxing pouted and retorted, âNothing is ever good if theyâre looking for me. Let them wait.â
Bo Jinchuan grinned and reached out to hold her hand.
Shen Fanxing looked around hastily. The servants were busy with their chores and no one noticed anything.
âWhat are you doing?â
âIâll take you to a room to rest.â
âOh.â
Shen Fanxing was led away by him. If the guest room was upstairs, it wouldnât be a problem.
Yet, as the way to the room became more familiar, Shen Fanxingâs footsteps became heavier.
It was only when she stood at the door and saw Bo Jinchuan opening it, the whim to escape struck her.
She did exactly that and whirled to leave instinctively.
However, the man lifted her and strode inside.
âBo Jinchuan!â exclaimed Shen Fanxing as she instinctively wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
Bo Jinchuan placed her on the bed and confined her by putting her hands beside her.
âSleep here, okay?â