Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 219 Just be my girlfriend

   At the intersection, just catch the red light.

  The car stopped slowly, Shen Fanxing's eyes were looking straight ahead, watching the opposite car turn right ahead, one passed, and she looked up at the red light time ahead.

  Bo Jingchuan also looked ahead, his deep pool-like black eyes were bottomless, and he could not see any emotions.

   After a long time, Shen Fanxing's calm voice sounded slowly.

   "Bo Jingchuan, now... I can't give all my trust to anyone unconditionally. You are very nice, but the more you treat me, the more afraid I will be..."

  Bo Jingchuan's eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice was noble and indifferent: "What are you afraid of?"

  Shen Fanxing withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the man's handsome profile, with indifference and handsomeness in his outline.

"I'm afraid that if I fall in love with you, I will love a lot more than anyone else. I'm afraid that no matter how strong I am, I won't be able to accept the worst outcome... I can't help but think about it, because it has been like this for so many years. ...too much was lost, too little left..."

  Bo Jingchuan did not speak, the red light in front of him started a ten-second countdown.

   Waited until the yellow light flashed and the green light came on, Bo Jingchuan said nothing, just started the car and crossed the cross street.

  Shen Fanxing's eyes flashed, "You...have nothing to say? Either accuse me, or lose my temper with me, or..."

"No." Bo Jingchuan said lightly, but his low voice interrupted her easily, "I understand your concerns, you can continue to retain your feelings. As for how to make you believe in me, it is what I should do. ."

  Bo Jingchuan looked at her sideways, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, his clear eyebrows, his warm smile, and his low-pitched voice.

   "You just need to be my girlfriend."

  Shen Fanxing's heart suffocated, feeling moved, and the rest is guilt.

  How could a smart person like him not know what the so-called reservations at this time represent?

   She pursed her lips tightly, and after a long time, she nodded lightly, then reached out and pulled his hand, her five fingers passing between his fingers, and they were tightly clasped together.

  Bo Jingchuan, this bet, maybe... I can make a bigger bet.

  Xingchen International is an adult gift from Ji Fengmian to Shen Fanxing at her 18th birthday.

   In those years abroad, the company was on the verge of dying several times, but it is not easy to survive until now and become famous.

  Bo Jingchuan sent Shen Fanxing downstairs, glanced at the building with about a dozen floors in front of him, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Is this a coming-of-age gift from your mother?"

   "Well. Of course, compared to you, it may be much worse."

   "You're thinking too much." Bo Jingchuan squinted at the building in front of him, "Jing Xing's coming-of-age ceremony is only a limited-edition McLaren sports car."

   "Jing Xing? Your brother? Maybe just do what you want. What about you? What's your adult gift?"

  Bo Jingchuan turned to look at her, his dark eyes were as calm as water, and there seemed to be a layer of mist from the distant mountains between his eyes.

  Shen Fanxing looked at him expectantly, but his eyebrows gradually flattened and he said two words lightly.

   Shen Fanxing's expression froze, his face full of surprise.

   "So, do you still think doing what I like is applicable to me?"

  Shen Fanxing shook his head awkwardly, "It shouldn't be applicable..."

   In order not to touch this somewhat sensitive topic, Shen Fanxing quickly opened the car door sideways, "I'll go up first, be careful on the road."

  Bo Jingchuan reminded: "Don't forget the evening..."

   "Don't forget, I will definitely bring Qingzhi with me!"

  Bo Jingchuan raised his eyebrows, with a faint smile on his face:

   "Well, I will definitely entertain her!"

   (end of this chapter)