Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 89 You can live in peace

  Mother Zhang went back to the house, and after thinking about it, she still called Bo Jingchuan.

   "Hmm." The voice was low and indifferent.

   "Sir, are you still in the company?"

   Although Ma Zhang's tone was cautious, it still caused Bo Jingchuan's smooth brows to move slightly.

   Just half a second of silence made Zhang Mama feel the pressure doubled.

   She knew that her husband was very shy about his itinerary.

   She said quickly, "Miss Shen said she would wait for you to have dinner together."

  Accident flashed in Bo Jingchuan's deep eyes. He glanced at the unprocessed file next to him. He pondered for two seconds, and finally closed the file in his hand.

   "I'll be right back."

   "...Okay, sir!"

   Zhang Ma was stunned for half a second and responded.

   At seven o'clock in the evening, a low-key luxury car slowly drove into the empty manor.

  Shen Fanxing was sitting on the sofa in the living room. Because he didn't rest at noon, he was a little sleepy at the moment.

When Bo Jingchuan came in, he happened to see her huddled on the sofa, with one hand resting on the armrest on the side of the sofa, the blue silk was slightly gathered, at this moment, strands fell on her shoulders, her legs were slanted on one side of the sofa, and her ankles were slanted. Under the light, it was white with a faint halo.

   She lowered her head, as if taking a nap.

   "Sir, you..." Ma Zhang greeted Bo Jingchuan in a low voice, but was silently interrupted by Bo Jingchuan reaching out his hand.

   She leaned down and backed away silently.

  Bo Jingchuan slowly approached the sofa, and the light smudged a circle of highlights on the top of her hair.

   He bent over unconsciously, and reached out to brush the broken hair from her shoulders.

   The light streamed over the bridge of her delicate nose, her eyelashes dropped a small shadow, and her breathing was almost silent.

   Even sleeping is so calm and peaceful.

   The tip of his sensitive nose smelled the familiar cold fragrance, and Shen Fanxing slowly opened his eyes, the perfect facial features for a man to turn all living beings upside down.

   Her heart throbbed, and she moved backwards, pulling the distance between the two of them.

"You're back?"

  The soft hair slipped between Bo Jingchuan's fingers, Bo Jingchuan's eyes dimmed imperceptibly, and he straightened up quietly.

   "Why are you sleeping here, not afraid of getting sick?"

   "It's okay, it's just a while." Shen Fanxing said, put his legs down on the sofa, found slippers, and stood up.

   She looked up at the clock above the TV, "Do you come home so late every day?"

  Bo Jingchuan has taken off his suit jacket at this moment, and his voice is light, "I'm used to it."

  Shen Fanxing frowned, this habit is really bad.

   Looking up, others have entered the bathroom on the first floor. -

  On the dining table, there was only a slight sound of porcelain colliding.

   Neither of them had a lot of food. Near the end, Shen Fanxing said:

   "I chose to live in the first courtyard in the back, and I will look for a house in two days, so I will trouble you in these two days."

   Bo Jingchuan put down his chopsticks and wiped his lips gracefully with a napkin.

   Then he raised his eyes and looked straight at her, "I don't mind it, you can live here in peace."

  Shen Fanxing smiled and shook his head, "It's not good after all."

   Bo Jingchuan's eyes gradually sank, "As you wish."

  Shen Fanxing looked at him and felt very sensitive that he was in a bad mood, but just as he was about to speak, a familiar bell came from the direction of the living room.

   is Shen Fanxing's cell phone ringing.

   She picked up the napkin and wiped her mouth, then got up and walked to the living room to pick up the phone.

   Seeing the call alert above, Qingli's face instantly cooled down.

   (end of this chapter)