Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 917 Need Me

   "The identity of the woman who tried to bump into the sister-in-law has been found out. The illegitimate daughter of Zhao's investment, do you want to meet me?"

   Bo Jingchuan's voice was cold, "No need."

   He stood up, "Then Zhao probably thinks he's grown a little bit, so give them a hand."

  Bo Jingxing shrugged indifferently, looked at Bo Jingchuan's back, and asked again:

   "Why don't you ask her why?"

   "Not necessary."

   The two faint words completely ended all the conversations tonight.

  Bo Jingxing kept watching Bo Jingchuan's figure disappear into the corridor, then he raised his eyebrows, stood up from the sofa, and walked away from the door.

  Back to the room, Bo Jingchuan finished washing and stood under the warm air in the bathroom for a long time, until his body was completely warmed up, he walked out of the bathroom, carefully lifted the quilt, and lay down beside Shen Fanxing.

   Shen Fanxing sensed that the quilt was lifted in a daze, but he didn't feel the slightest coolness, instead he felt a burst of warmth.

   A familiar breath came from the tip of her nose, and she instinctively moved in the direction of Bo Jingchuan while she was sleeping. The closer she got, the warmer she felt.

  Bo Jingchuan gently wrapped her body, leaned over and placed a kiss on her forehead. -

  Although Bo Jingchuan was by his side, in Shen Fanxing's mind was the moment when his mother jumped.

   It was too late to stop her, she couldn't touch her body, and when she fell into the water, she made a "dong" sound.

   This scene played out over and over in her mind, and finally she became herself.

  She was forcibly pulled by Shen Qianrou and jumped into the sea. She struggled desperately, screaming for help, and then something was pulling her down hard, and the sea water got into her ears, nose and throat, that kind of suffocation...

  Cold, extremely cold...

   In the middle of the night, Shen Fanxing frowned, his face was pale, his face was covered in sweat, his short breathing seemed to be strangled by his neck, and he even suffocated for a long time several times.

   "Stars, stars, wake up..."

   His body was shaken, Shen Fanxing was startled, his consciousness gradually returned, his breathing suddenly loosened, his chest heaved violently, and his breathing was rapid.

   She opened her eyes, Bo Jingchuan's handsome face was printed into her eyes, and when she saw her eyes again, the rigid black eyes gradually loosened.

   Bo Jingchuan was full of panic and reached out to wipe the sweat from Shen Fanxing's forehead.

  Shen Fanxing's breathing gradually calmed down. Looking at Bo Jingchuan's ugly face, he reached out and grabbed his big palm.

   "I'm fine...it's just a nightmare." Her voice was still a little hoarse, obviously frightened by the nightmare just now.

Bo Jingchuan looked down at her deeply, "...For you, what does it mean to be a problem? Fanxing, what you need to do is to rely on me, instead of thinking about how you won't cause me trouble all day long. ."

"I……"

  Shen Fanxing suddenly paused, her heart suddenly seemed to be stabbed by something.

  Bo Jingchuan leaned close to her and pecked her thin lips lightly.

   "Makes me feel like you need me, eh?"

  Shen Fanxing twitched her eyelashes, "You may not quite understand how much salvation your presence has given me. How could I not need you?"

   She said, shrinking into his arms, "I just dreamed that I was drowning, and I was cold and tired. Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I might really suffocate because of the dream..."

  Bo Jingchuan gently rubbed her shoulder.

   Look at how tall a hat she put on him, the presence is really strong.

   sighed helplessly, no matter who made her so powerful.

   Don't need him, then he will be a stalker in the future.

In the second half of the night, he fell asleep completely in Bo Jingchuan's arms. Although he slept well, it might be because his tense body suddenly weakened. Not only did his body not recover the next day, but because of the cold, he was completely imprisoned by Bo Jingchuan on the bed. .

   His whole body was soft, and Shen Fanxing didn't even think about where to go.

  Bo's house has been lively since the morning.

   Bo Jingchuan did not tell Shen Fanxing that the Bo family would have dinner tonight.

   The most important point is that her body does not allow it.

   Furthermore, the two uncles, two aunts and their children are not very safe, and grandpa wants to invite Yuan Sichun tonight, he will not let Shen Fanxing go to the main hall to participate in the dinner. .

  Grandpa is clearly wanting to let Fanxing ignore the past. The past is the past tense.

   But he can't, this matter is not over for him.

   In his impression, the most vulnerable time he saw her was when they met. In the hospital, when he was betrayed by Su Heng and Shen Qianrou, pushed out by his family, and barely survived.

   And now, she came to Hong Kong for just a few days, but she was tossed like this, and he needed to give her an explanation.

  Shen Fanxing was watched by Bo Jingchuan after he finished breakfast, drank the medicine again, and then fell into a drowsy sleep.

  The front hall is very lively. The second uncle Bo Yuelin and the third uncle Bo Chengjiang need to go to the company they manage to handle official business, and their family members are arriving one after another.

   Lou Ruoyi chatted with his sister-in-law in the living room without smiling.

   Several people have a pair of embroidery equipment in their hands, and they chat and embroider the patterns in their hands.

   Of course, it was because of Lou Ruoyi's crazy Amway back then, that he managed to get to the point where each man is one by one.

   This is also the only reason Lou Ruoyi can force herself to sit down with these two sisters.

   Seeing that she had been sitting all morning without Shen Fanxing appearing, the third aunt Yuan Huixin looked around in the living room and couldn't help asking Lou Ruoyi:

   "Sister-in-law, didn't you say that Jingchuan's fiancée is here? I haven't been out in the past few days, and I haven't had a chance to see her. Why haven't I come out now?"

   Lou Ruoyi's expression was light, "Fanxing is ill, his body is weak, and he can't get out."

   "Yo, are you alright..."

   "It shouldn't be a big deal."

   "Oh, so..."

   Yuan Huixin smiled regretfully.

   Although she didn’t go to the banquet yesterday, she almost knew what she should know.

   The Yuan family was embarrassed so much last night. Today, if you say you are sick, you are sick. I don’t know if it is retribution.

   The second aunt Sun Yi on the side is the same as her husband, with a shallow smile on her face, looking gentle and virtuous.

   When he heard Shen Fanxing say that he was ill, he put down his needlework and worried, "What's wrong, are you all right? Since we're here, let's go and see."

"Yep……"

   Lou Ruoyi sighed and shook his head, "I guess he is resting. Besides... that kid Jingchuan also said he refused to see guests."

   "Look at what my sister-in-law said, can we still count as guests?"

   Lou Ruoyi smiled and said, "Today, I accompanied the old man in Jingchuan's other courtyard in the morning and ate closed doors. If the two of you are not convinced, I can take you there."

   Of course not!

   shame on yourself!

   Her eldest son is sometimes even more difficult to deal with than the old man.

   One word, one look can scare people to death.

   He made it clear that he would not see anyone, and if they were to slam around, wouldn't they just slam into the muzzle of the gun?

   In Bo Jingchuan's other courtyard, Shen Fanxing slept, and at this moment, relying on his illness, he was begging Bo Jingchuan for something.

  Bo Jingchuan shook his head firmly, "What do you want that thing for?"

"Like it!"

   "You just like me is enough!"

  Shen Fanxing held a hot water cup in his hand and leaned against the head of the bed, "You don't even give me a present, and you want me to only like you?"

  Bo Jingchuan pinched his eyebrows, "Then you can change it."

   "I don't lack anything else. The most important thing is a gun."

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   (end of this chapter)