Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 1013

Chapter 1013: Make Way, Customer

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“I’ll decide on the place.”

Qi Mohan glanced at him arrogantly. “Don’t cry when the time comes!”

Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes and said, “Please guide me.”

“Hmph! Fanxing, let’s go. Let me see where you work!”

“Yeah.”

Just as the two of them turned to leave, Bo Jinchuan grabbed Shen Fanxing’s hand.

Shen Fanxing’s heart skipped a beat. She knew that Bo Jinchuan had not said a word just now. Now, she had to calculate carefully.

“Ahem… Qi Mohan was the one talking just now. I was just cooperating with him. I have something to ask him today, you know that!”

She struck first to prevent Bo Jinchuan from throwing a tantrum.

Bo Jinchuan looked at her with a dark expression and asked softly,

“Why are you sitting in the back with him?”

Shen Fanxing blinked before she reacted slowly. “So what? He won’t behave himself if he sits alone in the back. Besides, he’s a guest. It’s not appropriate for him to sit alone…”

“…”

Bo Jinchuan stared at her silently for more than ten seconds.

Shen Fanxing’s scalp tingled. “What’s wrong?”

Bo Jinchuan suddenly smiled and was about to say something when he heard Qi Mohan’s explosive voice.

“Hey! Xingxing, hurry up… F*ck, what are you doing?! Hey, Bo Xingxing, stay away from me. In broad daylight, under the moonlight…”

When Bo Jinchuan and Shen Fanxing heard the idiom, their lips twitched.

This idiot.

Qi Mohan was still shouting when Bo Jinchuan grabbed Shen Fanxing’s waist impatiently and pressed her against the car.

“Hurry up and send me off.”

Shen Fanxing looked at Qi Mohan and saw him walking over anxiously. Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly kissed Bo Jinchuan’s lips.

“See you tonight.”

Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow and said, “See you at noon.”

“Huh? But Qi Mohan and I…”

Bo Jinchuan smiled. Sensing Qi Mohan’s approach, he let go of Shen Fanxing.

There wasn’t much time in the morning, and he didn’t want to waste it on a fool.

“h.e.l.lo…”

Qi Mohan’s angry voice sounded. Bo Jinchuan turned around and pursed his lips. “Move aside, guest.”

Qi Mohan frowned.

A guest?

What guest?

Bo Jinchuan only curled his lips. There was no warmth, but there was a hint of smugness and sarcasm, making Qi Mo feel cold.

Shen Fanxing pursed her lips.

She could only sigh at how childish men could be.

Even such trivial matters could improve their sense of superiority.

However, Bo Jinchuan was still immersed in the world where Shen Fanxing gave him a good morning kiss and Qi Mohan was a guest while he was one of them.

Qi Mohan was a guest.

He was one of them.

Qi Mohan was the third party.

Ha…

Walking around Qi Mohan, Bo Jinchuan opened the door and got in.

He started the car and the black Bentley left slowly.

Qi Mohan still didn’t understand what Bo Jinchuan meant by “guest”. He looked at Shen Fanxing coldly.

“Why did he call me a guest?”

Shen Fanxing choked and said, “Ah… Yes… He might still be angry. He actually became your chauffeur just now.”

‘Driver?’

‘A customer?’

Customer equals customer,

Qi Mohan’s expression softened.

“His driving skills are really not good.”

She didn’t want to give face to her love rival.

Shen Fanxing shot a glance at the man who was still pretending to be innocent after taking advantage of her. Then, she walked towards Stars International.

“I have a lot of things to do after I enter the company. I have a meeting at ten. If you’re bored, you can go and do your things first.”

Shen Fanxing spoke quickly as she walked.

Dressed in a caramel-colored windbreaker, she looked cold and imposing. She walked quickly, but Qi Mohan had his hands in his pockets. His long legs walked unhurriedly as he followed behind Shen Fanxing.

She had wasted some time downstairs tonight, so it wasn’t early when she arrived at the office. The employees in the lobby didn’t seem like it was rush hour.

However, a few employees b.u.mped into Shen Fanxing and greeted her. Their gazes lingered on Qi Mohan.

Their eyes lit up.

“CEO Shen, is this a new artiste signed by the company?”

While waiting for the elevator, a bold employee walked up and asked.

Hearing this, Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and sized Qi Mohan up.

He was indeed a good seedling.

However, wouldn’t he be a living target for his enemies if he became a celebrity?

She shook her head regretfully. “No.”

“Oh. That’s a pity.”

After entering the exclusive elevator, Shen Fanxing asked Qi Mohan.

“Who was the man with you last night?”

Qi Mohan glanced at her. “Why? Are you interested?”

Shen Fanxing looked at the numbers on the elevator and said softly, “Aren’t I interested in him?”

Qi Mohan frowned. “I’ll settle this for you. You don’t have to worry.”

“Someone I’ve offended before?”

Qi Mohan pursed his lips. “You’ve offended many people in the past. Who knows who he is?”

Shen Fanxing couldn’t retort.

“You really don’t know why he’s looking for me?”

“I think she’s either seeking revenge or coveting your beauty.”

Shen Fanxing rubbed her forehead. It seemed that Qi Mohan didn’t know the reason.

“Find a way for me to meet him.”

“We’ll talk about it later.”

“…”

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For the entire morning, Qi Mohan was the mascot in Shen Fanxing’s office.

Sitting there, Shen Fanxing didn’t have time to consider him. He sat on the sofa while his secretary came in again and again, changing the water every ten minutes.

This man was too attractive.

Where did CEO Shen find such a person?

If she was really an artiste from the company, Stars International would be doomed.

Not to mention the international best actor, Chu Yi, there was also Ji Yi, the most popular singer.

Even the new stylist was of the highest quality.

He was like a harvester.

In the beginning, Qi Mohan’s temper was alright, but later on, it changed.

Because today, Song Xiao was almost like a “mourning machine”.

[Sir, there are no more empty apartments in the Imperial Group Apartments.]

[Sir, the hotpot restaurants around Miss Fanxing are all full.]

[Sir, your favorite spicy strips have been sold out.]

Qi Mohan’s face darkened.

“How can there be so many coincidences?!”

It was obviously Bo Jinchuan’s doing!

Gritting her teeth, she found Shen Fanxing’s phone and forced Bo Jinchuan’s number.