Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 1143 I'll ask you one more time

   After all, the target of this dowry is a noble viscount from country Y.

   As Jiang Rongrong said, if you marry, you will be a serious nobleman. From then on, your status and living standards will rise to a higher level.

   Besides, they had just seen that Viscount, young, handsome, handsome, gentleman.

  Maybe this time, Mr. Shen is so obedient. Maybe he also thinks that marrying the Viscount of the Y country is actually a good choice.

  Everyone was in a cold sweat.

  I was afraid that Shen Fanxing would really surprise them, so he agreed with the old witch.

  But even if you want to marry a viscount, you can't let the old witch swallow those dowry gifts in vain?

   I feel nauseous just thinking about it!

   In a certain office of the Bo Consortium, there was a suffocating gloomy atmosphere.

  Yu Song stood on the spot, his body stiffened, not daring to move, not even the slightest expression on his face.

Bo Jingchuan, who was sitting behind his desk, was looking gloomily at the tablet that Yu Song had just kicked in and handed to him, and the screen was filled with the barrage of "Sit and wait for the devil to slap the face". His lips were pressed together, as if he was quietly waiting for something.

   Originally thought that Lou Ruoyi was here and could accompany Shen Fanxing, so that she would not be too bored at home.

What's more, when Xu Qingzhi came back today, a few women must have endless conversations together. He thought that he would pick up the plane at this time, and almost returned to Shengjing Manor. As a result, Yu Song rushed into his office in a hurry. The tablet that was playing the live broadcast was placed in front of him.

  Shen family, it's been a long time.

   He thought that the demon that the Shen family should make now should almost be finished.

   Seeing that the woman who was supposed to be home now actually appeared in the Shen's house, and also had a conflict with the old woman, he was simply going to be mad at him.

  The old woman actually wanted to annul his marriage.

   For the mere 2 billion, he sold his wife!

   Even if Fan Xing can spare her this time, he won't!

   The reason why he has been staring at the screen until now is because he also feels that Fanxing should not just obey.

   She is now his wife, even if you want to marry that Reis, you have to look at her identity first, she is now his Bo Jingchuan's wife!

  Want to marry Reis?

   She dares!

  Bo Jingchuan squinted his eyes, he was really **** off by himself.

   A few minutes passed, and everyone was still in the live broadcast room, watching Shen Fanxing's every move intently.

   In the Shen family, Xu Qingzhi saw that Shen Fanxing was unmoved, and couldn't help saying:

   "Do you really want to marry someone to be a Viscountess? After all, I see that person is good-looking, gentleman and elegant, and marrying him should be okay."

Shen Fanxing curled her lips and smiled, "Don't look at men in the same way you look at men. What happened to Viscount Reis is another matter. If I only met him once, he gave me the order. If the dowry wants to marry me, I have an intuition that he is not a good person."

  Xu Qingzhi squinted his eyes, "Seeing the color?"

  Shen Fanxing thought of the first meeting in the western suburbs. She carefully thought about it from beginning to end.

   This Viscount Reis suddenly fell in love with her and wanted to marry her, it was definitely no accident.

  Even if it was, it must have been... an accidental arrangement.

   As for who?

  Shen Fanxing narrowed his eyes, got up and walked towards the living room.

   "Stars!"

Behind   , Shen Shanghua suddenly stopped her, Shen Fanxing stopped and turned to look at him.

   Shen Shanghua's already old face was even more old now.

   He looked at Shen Fanxing, his turbid eyes were full of sparkles, and his lips trembled a little before he spat out a broken sentence.

   "Grandpa...really...I'm sorry...It's grandpa who is incompetent...to make you suffer this...embarrassment...grievance..."

   Shen Fanxing looked at him quietly, his face was calm, but his heart was slightly sour.

   "You don't have to tell me this! My heart is full of gratitude for you."

  People are like this, invisibly comparing people with people.

   For her, the more shameless Jiang Rongrong was, the more she respected Shen Shanghua.

  Although he didn't give her much substantive help in the end, it was the most rare thing for her and what she needed the most.

   She was very grateful to him. In those dark days, there was someone who could treat her kindly and give her the relationship and care she deserved.

   He is an old man, he can't protect himself, she neither complains nor regrets.

   She can protect herself completely.

   "In my heart, you are my closest relative."

   "Your grandma she..."

   "She's not my grandma." Shen Fanxing adjusted Shen Shanghua's words, and then smiled: "She hasn't been since a long time ago."

  Shen Shanghua sighed, but said nothing, "You don't need to pay attention to this matter, I will let her return those dowry gifts."

  Shen Fanxing shook his head, "No, I'll deal with this matter myself. Since she has always regarded money as so important in her life, let her always revolve around that money."

  Shen Shanghua looked at Shen Fanxing for a long time, "What do you want to do?"

  Shen Fanxing smiled, looked up at the door of the villa, and finally walked in.

   "There's movement, there's movement! Let's see, what exactly is the face-slapping devil trying to do this time?!"

   "Quick, quick, follow up!"

   "Sit and wait for the face-slapping devil to slap the face."

   The servant who was driving the live broadcast secretly came to the entrance of the villa and pointed the rear camera of the mobile phone at the situation in the living room.

  Reis stood in the center of the living room, looking proudly and satisfied with the dowry boxes that filled almost the entire living room, and said:

   "We will hold a state banquet in country Y in a while. I hope the wedding will be held before the state banquet. The time is very close. Why don't we set the specific time until next week?"

   Jiang Rongrong smiled and nodded, "It's all good. It's fine if you like."

   At this time, Shen Fanxing walked in, tall and slender, with a cold and arrogant temperament, so that Reis couldn't take his eyes off.

   When he thought of the woman he saw at the racecourse a few days ago, she was valiant, resolute and brave, and all her looks made him infatuated.

   His grandfather would be happy to marry such a woman.

   "Fanxing, which day do you think is the best for us to hold the wedding? Where do you want to hold the wedding? As long as you propose it, I will definitely satisfy you."

   "I won't marry you."

   Facing Reis' excitement and excitement, Shen Fanxing only gave him a cold answer.

The smile on   Reis' face gradually solidified, and a pimple was also wrinkled between his brows.

   But Shen Fanxing directly put his eyes on Jiang Rongrong, who had long since lost her smile.

   "I'll ask you one last time, are you going to withdraw these betrothal gifts?"

   (end of this chapter)