Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 1190

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“I'll ask you one last time. Are you going to return these betrothal gifts?”

The smile on Jiang Rongrong's face disappeared again, but she still maintained a gentle expression.

“Fanxing, I didn't let you down by choosing this marriage.”

What else was there for her to be dissatisfied with?

Shen Fanxing's expression was cold and indifferent, not affected by Jiang Rongrong's words.

She only asked,

“Answer my question.”

“I've already accepted the betrothal gift. There's no reason for me to return it.”

Xu Qingzhi raised an eyebrow. There was no reason for Fanxing to return the CEO's betrothal gift. Was this old woman really clear-headed?

“So you're determined not to retreat.” Shen Fanxing stated the meaning behind Jiang Rongrong's words, causing her to snort coldly.

Shen Fanxing gave a sarcastic smile and turned to look at Leisi, who had remained silent.

“You should know very well that I'm not willing to marry you!”

The so-called gentlemanly and elegant smile on Leith's face had already begun to crack.

“What's wrong with marrying me? Do you know how many noble ladies in my country want to marry me? No, it's not just my country. In this world, too many women want to marry me and be my viscountess! I can give you a real noble life and be friends with the princesses and princes of the royal family…”

“I'm not familiar with you!”

Shen Fanxing interrupted him. What noble life? Making friends with princesses and princes? These temptations weren't temptations at all.

“You…” Leisi's face fell. No woman had ever rejected him so mercilessly.

However, seeing the woman's aloofness and aura, as well as the valiant Mu Yang he had seen in the western suburbs, had left a deep impression on him.

Even though she was so cold and heartless now, he still wanted to marry her.

She was definitely an outstanding woman.

He must marry her!

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Leisi said, “I've already given you the betrothal gift and your grandmother has accepted it. This proves that she has agreed to marry you to me. Isn't this the custom in China? There must be no reason to go back on your word. This is called… going back on your word.”

Shen Fanxing's lips curled into a smile. It seemed like the language was not bad. He could actually use an idiom to stop her.

“Go back on my word? I didn't promise you anything. How can I go back on my word?”

Leisi looked at Jiang Rongrong with a dark expression. “Madam Shen, what should we do?”

Jiang Rongrong hurriedly smiled and stood up from the sofa. “Don't worry, she can't decide on her own marriage. Why don't you go back first? On the day of the wedding, you can just come to the Shen family to pick up the bride.”

Only then did Reis smile in satisfaction. He turned to Shen Fanxing and said gently,

“Trust me, Fanxing. You won't regret marrying me.”

“I won't give myself another chance to regret.”

Shen Fanxing said coldly and suddenly smiled at Jiang Rongrong. “Ask him to fetch the bride from the Shen family?”

Jiang Rongrong looked at her coldly, her eyes full of anger.

“Don't refuse a toast only to drink a forfeit! You have to marry her no matter what!”

Shen Fanxing suddenly gave a cold laugh, her eyes full of sarcasm and cruelty. It made one shudder.

“No matter what, you have to marry her.”

With that, she suddenly turned around and strode upstairs.

Everyone looked at her in confusion, not knowing what she was trying to do.

A few minutes later, she came downstairs.

She was holding a book and two bottles.

“Fanxing…”

Xu Qingzhi didn't know what she was doing and called her softly.

Shen Fanxing handed the booklet to Xu Qingzhi and said, “Help me help Grandpa out.”

“What do you want?” Xu Qingzhi was a little worried. “Don't hurt yourself. Otherwise, someone will explode!”

“Don't worry, I won't.”

She had promised Bo Jinchuan long ago. How could she allow herself to be injured again?

Xu Qingzhi looked at her deeply. After confirming that she was fine, she went forward to support Shen Shanghua.

“Grandpa Shen, come out with me first.”

“Fanxing, she…”

“Don't worry, she'll be fine.”

After Xu Qingzhi helped Old Master Xu out, Jiang Rongrong frowned and asked, “What are you up to again?”

Shen Fanxing sneered inwardly. Look, this was her grandmother. Was she up to something again?

Ha, more or less.

“Jiang Rongrong, if you want to fight me head-on, don't expose your greed and weakness. You're so shameless. Aren't you just greedy for money and want to sell me? Two billion yuan? Ha, don't even think about getting a single cent, let alone two billion yuan!”

As she spoke, she walked to the window and removed the wide curtains.

“What do you want?!”

Seeing Shen Fanxing's expression, Jiang Rongrong panicked.

She was really afraid of her granddaughter!

She couldn't figure out where she would set her up or what she would do.

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As long as she said something vicious, she would definitely think of a way to fulfill it.

She wanted her to not get a single cent?!

How could he?

He had no idea what she wanted to do and his first reaction was to stop her.

“Shen Fanxing, behave yourself!”

“From the beginning to the end, I'm never the restless one!”

Shen Fanxing said coldly as she walked past Jiang Rongrong towards the pile of betrothal gifts.

“Shen Fanxing!”

Jiang Rongrong immediately reached out to stop her.

Shen Fanxing raised her hand and pushed her away.

Jiang Rongrong lost her balance and staggered before falling to the ground.

“Old Lady Shen…”

Les was also confused by Shen Fanxing's actions. When he saw her pushing his grandmother to the ground, he exclaimed in disbelief.

Before he could react, Shen Fanxing threw the curtains onto the pile of boxes without looking back. In the end, she threw the two bottles in her hands!

Bang!

Bang!

Two crisp cracks sounded, and then the entire living room was filled with the strong smell of alcohol.

The moment Jiang Rongrong smelled the scent, her eyes widened in fear!

“Shen Fanxing!”

She screamed at Shen Fanxing and crawled towards her without a care!

Her hair was messy, her face was pale, and she looked terrified.

Shen Fanxing turned to look coldly at the old woman who was kneeling on the ground. Her eyes flashed with desolation.

But there was more irony and relief.

Chapter end