Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

  Chapter 811 Demonstrations

   "Don't be angry, Grandpa. You have just recovered from a serious illness, so don't be so angry anymore."

   Yuan Sichun's appearance instantly made Mr. Bo's face a little more guilty.

   "Sichun, it's Grandpa Bo who can't help you and told you to come back from a long way, but let you see today's scene."

   Hearing this, Yuan Sichun was silent for a few seconds, and her expression of grievances all over her body was vividly rendered with her head down and not speaking.

  Shen Fanxingxing's eyes were dyed with a layer of pure white light in the living room, like a layer of cold air.

   It was only a few seconds, but Yuan Sichun shook his head lightly.

   "It's okay grandpa, Brother Bo has someone he likes... I'm very happy for him..."

   She paused, looked up at Shen Fanxing not far away, and smiled.

   "I hope you can really bring happiness to Brother Bo. However, I still want to remind that the Bo family is really not an ordinary family. Even though it is a female class, it must be something special..."

She was keenly aware of Bo Jingchuan's slightly unhappy face, and still smiled lightly, "Although I know that Brother Bo does not want to listen to this, I don't seem to have any position to say it, but as a friend who grew up together since childhood, I What can be done for Brother Bo can only be done by playing tricks..."

   Mr. Bo patted Yuan Sichun's hand on his shoulder with some distress, his eyes were full of moving.

   The smile on Yuan Sichun's face was a bit bitter, but what he showed most to everyone was his forbearance, strength and generosity of directors.

"Since you are the person that Brother Bo likes, and you want to marry into the Bo family, then you must remember to be more cautious in the future. Once you make a mistake, the first person to take responsibility for you is the Bo family. It’s also the Bo family. Brother Bo likes you so much, I believe you won’t make him embarrassed, right?”

   "Yuan Sichun." Bo Jingchuan's low voice sounded, with a strong sense of displeasure and warning.

   Yuan Sichun had an indifferent smile on his face, "I'm sorry Brother Bo, this time I overstepped. There won't be another time."

She is tolerant and generous, sensible and well-behaved, knows the general situation, and considers the overall situation. Anyone with a discerning eye can see Yuan Sichun's thoughts on Bo Jingchuan, but now she has such a posture, almost all the beautiful words on her body are not enough to praise her beautiful.

The    words are all for her to say, the more excellent she is, the more Shen Fanxing seems to be unable to get on the stage.

   "What? What is your attitude? Isn't what Sichun said wrong?!"

   Mr. Bo's eyes widened in anger. It seemed that if Bo Jingchuan said one more word, he could directly hold the crutches beside him and swish it up to his head.

  Shen Fanxing just pulled out a polite but embarrassing smile.

   It was almost time, Yuan Sichun turned his head and glanced at the ancient pendulum clock in the corner of the living room, and took his hand back from the shoulder of the old man Bo.

   "Okay, Grandpa Bo, it's getting late, you should rest."

   When everyone heard this and looked at the time, they really shouldn't stay for a long time.

   Several people present also left.

  Bo Anxi kept Yuan Muchun to sleep with her tonight, and before leaving, she glanced at Shen Fanxing a little excitedly.

   When Qi Mingchu was leaving, he walked up to Yuan Sichun, "Do you want me to take you back?"

  Yuan Sichun shook his head with a smile, "No need, you go back first, I have called my family, and my family will come and pick me up later."

   Qi Mingchu looked at Yuan Sichun's handsome and beautiful face, couldn't help shaking his head, and then left with some regret.

   "Sichun, don't leave tonight, just live in the yard where you lived before..."

   Mr. Bo is full of guilt for Yuan Sichun today, and the more Yuan Sichun doesn't care, the deeper his guilt.

   He has been cultivating Yuan Sichun as the standard for Bo Jingchuan's future wife, just as Jingchuan has never let him down, Sichun has never let him down.

   It's a pity that now, his own grandson still let him down, and Sichun still didn't let him down.

   The girl's 20-plus years have turned out to be empty in the end...

   "No need for Grandpa Bo, it is estimated that the person who will pick me up should be here soon."

Not long after the    voice fell, a whistle sounded from the yard.

   Yuan Sichun smiled, "Look, grandpa, here we come..."

   Mr. Bo stood up, Yuan Sichun quickly supported his arm, and followed him to the door of the villa.

  Shen Fanxing looked at the swaying shadow outside the yard at the door, raised her eyebrows secretly, and raised a sarcastic arc at the corner of her lips.

   glanced at the clothes on the armrest of the sofa, and picked them up.

   followed the old man out of the villa.

   In the big yard of the Bo family, five or six black luxury cars were parked.

   In front of each car stood a few serious-looking, tall, black-clad bodyguards.

   There were more than ten people in total, and when they saw Yuan Sichun, they all bowed to her and saluted.

   "Miss."

   The movements are neat and uniform, even the angle of bending is the same, and the voice is even more unison, quite imposing.

   After all, it was already autumn, and it was even more exposed, and a burst of cold air hit, and the person in the lead directly took the coat and put it on Yuan Sichun's body.

   Yuan Sichun tightened his clothes indifferently.

   turned around and faced Mr. Bo, "Grandpa, come in, it's cold..."

   Before Yuan Sichun's words were finished, Mr. Bo only felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and his whole body was slightly warm.

   looked sideways, Shen Fanxing was standing beside him.

   Almost rudely, the clothes in his hands were randomly placed on Mr. Bo's body.

   then raised his eyebrows with a smile, "Since Miss Yuan likes you to send her off so much, put on clothes and send it slowly."

   Mr. Bo frowned and looked at her, but Shen Fanxing had already turned his head, his eyes swept over the six luxury cars in the yard, and then looked at the dozen or so guards in front of him, and then smiled slowly:

   "As expected of the eldest miss of the Yuan family, the pomp of the trip is such a big one, and today I am quite an eye-opener. It seems that it will be a little difficult to ask Miss Yuan to have a cup of tea in the future."

   The smile on Yuan Sichun's lips froze slightly, and then swept over the expressions of several people present, his hands hidden under his jacket tightened.

   If it is said that she understands, everyone in the Bo family understands her.

   What was her life like before?

   It is impossible for them not to know.

   It is rare to have such a big trip.

   Today's move of hers is well known to everyone.

   But once things are pierced, this thing changes.

   She is here to convey the most superficial thing to everyone. She is the eldest miss of the Yuan family.

   She has a family background, a background, and herself is good enough, she can bring a lot of things to the Bo family.

   And how could other people be comparable to her?

  Especially like this woman named Shen Fanxing tonight, apart from temporarily grabbing Bo Jingchuan's heart, what else does she have?

   No family background, no background, just a naive, stupid, self-righteous self.

  She Yuan Sichun was born in the Yuan family, and she is the future head of the Yuan family, which is enough to crush her and despise her for a lifetime...

   (end of this chapter)