Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

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“Certainly. I want a scent that is the one and only.”

Shen Fanxing produced a tiny smile, having heard this request often.

Everyone wanted to be unique in every aspect.

They didn’t want to wear the same outfit as someone else, they wanted unique accessories, and everyone desperately yearned for limited edition bags.

Especially the scent. During every pre-development research session, the survey results yielded that consumers wanted a scent that was unique to them.

That was a dilemma for businessmen.

There was a pavilion by the lake ahead, and both of them headed in that direction without a word.

“One and only… That’s what every designer is working on. Tell me, what kind of scent do you like?”

As they got closer to the pavilion, ripples could be seen in the lake, casting indistinct shadows under the light.

“What do I like?” asked Bo Jinchuan in his masculine voice. A faint smile appeared on his face.

“I like your scent. Does that count?”

Shen Fanxing choked and spluttered.

She tripped over a step and fell forward.

Shen Fanxing’s scalp had turned numb by her fall. In the next second, she was pulled into the man’s embrace.

A chuckle sounded from the top of her head. “I like how clumsy and careless you are. This is probably the only time you are willing to fall into my embrace.”

“Isn’t it because of the irrelevant stuff you’ve said?!”

Shen Fanxing straightened her back and struggled out of his embrace. In her panic, she tripped over her own foot and stumbled backward. In the end, she fell against a huge red pillar.

In the process, she instinctively wanted to grab something to avoid falling. But in her panic, she managed to grab onto Bo Jinchuan’s collar and his massive body fell towards her.

She thought that she would probably be crushed by the man’s muscular body.

She closed her eyes tightly as she prepared herself for a disaster.

Instead of a disaster, she felt a warm hand on her waist. With a swift turning movement, the sounds of a body slammed hard against the pillar were accompanied by a muffled groan. She was engulfed by a warm embrace.

Unexpectedly, the anticipated fall didn’t happen. The sound of the impact and groan made Shen Fanxing open her eyes abruptly.

She gazed at the man who was frowning, and her expression was nervous.

“Are you okay?”

Bo Jinchuan managed a brief smile and said, “I’m fine.”

“But you…” Shen Fanxing tilted her head to check his shoulder. She had clearly heard the loud impact!

“I’m fine.”

He lowered his head to look at her. The genuine anxiety and worry on her face caused ripples in his heart as his gaze darkened.

He added more force on her waist.

“I’m just bringing you out for a walk.”

“Huh?” asked a confused Shen Fanxing as she gazed at him. Worry was apparent on her face.

“I’ve never thought of doing anything to you,” explained Bo Jinchuan.

“I know.”

She hadn’t said anything, had she?

“That was my original intention at first, but something seems to have changed.”

Bo Jinchuan’s eyes glinted dangerously and his voice deepened.

“What’s the matter?”

Shen Fanxing felt increasingly uncomfortable under his stare. She pushed against his shoulders as she tried to move away. But the large hand on her waist confined her once again.

“I lied to you just now. My back actually hurts,” continued Bo Jinchuan as he reached out to pinch her chin.

“I’m hurt because I saved you. So I have to ask for compensation.”

Shen Fanxing’s ears reddened as she struggled to break free from his iron-clad arms.

“Bo Jinchuan…”