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  She couldn’t help but turn to look at Bo Jinchuan. “You… did everything?”


  Bo Jinchuan stole a glance at Shen Fanxing’s phone before he glanced at her.

  That expression on his face meant that only a fool wouldn’t do anything when such a good opportunity arose. He could bring down Shen Qianrou and the Shen family at the same time.

  Shen Fanxing pressed her lips and looked at her phone.

  He was obviously trying to blacklist Shen Qianrou.

  Shen Fanxing kept her phone away and sighed softly. “Do you think you can blacklist Shen Qianrou?”


  Bo Jinchuan said calmly, “I just want everyone to know that you’re innocent and that you’re the best. Of course, I won’t let the person who bullied you get away… I interfered behind your back, but if I don’t do anything, the person who doesn’t deserve you will be me!”


  Shen Fanxing’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at Bo Jinchuan. Her eyes were swirling with emotions.

  “Bo Jinchuan…” She called his name softly.

  Bo Jinchuan smiled and stroked her hair. “Are you touched?”


  Shen Fanxing nodded.

  “Then give me a bottle of rose essential oil.”


  Shen Fanxing was stunned. “How can you say something like that? It’s unethical to use my feelings!”


  Bo Jinchuan replied thoughtfully, “Looks like it’s not enough.”


  “What?”


  Instead of answering the question, Bo Jinchuan quipped,

  “There’s a conclusion to the piano competition. Congratulate me.”


  Shen Fanxing raised her brows. “What? Shouldn’t you be congratulating me?”


  “What logic is that? Your grievances have been washed away, and one flaw has been erased. It’s not far from you agreeing to marry me. Shouldn’t I be congratulated?”


  She was speechless…


  Bo Jinchuan suddenly pinched Shen Fanxing’s cheek.

  “This rule you set is really torturing me. You have to marry me sooner or later. Why shouldn’t we get married first? This way, I can exercise my rights in advance.”


  Shen Fanxing blushed and turned her head to the side. “What nonsense are you spouting? What rights do you have?”


  Bo Jinchuan’s lips curled slightly and his deep voice was filled with seductive charm.

  “Of course I would have the right to use rose essential oil openly.”


  Shen Fanxing glared at him, “You are really…”


  Bo Jinchuan glanced at Shen Fanxing, and her words were stuck in her throat.

  “It’s all because of you.” His deep voice was filled with helplessness as he tightened his grip around Shen Fanxing’s waist, before pressing her against his chest.

  “How about this? I can give you time, but during this period, I’ll give you a chance to make it up to me.”


  “What chance?”


  “Do you agree?”


  Shen Fanxing gave it some thought and felt that Bo Jinchuan wouldn’t get her to commit murder or arson. She nodded and said, “All right, I agree.”


  Bo Jinchuan smiled and he lifted her chin. He bent down and his lips landed on hers…


  He kissed her greedily. After he had secretly analyzed the experience he had gained from kissing her several times, even a light kiss now left her weak and unable to resist him.

  Her breaths quickened as he devoured her lips over and over again. He deliberately unnerved her. Her heart was pounding, but she couldn’t stop herself from wanting more.

  She held onto his shirt tightly and looked into his dark eyes barely an inch away. The dark flames in his eyes were burning brightly.

  “W-what chance?”


  Her starry eyes sparkled. She didn’t want to be bewitched by him any longer.

  However, Bo Jinchuan still bent and brushed his lips against her cheek before shifting to her ear…