“Don’t worry, Brother Song. Our lips are sealed.”


  The Old Master was already seriously ill. If word of this spread to him, wouldn’t he be angered to death?

  They naturally knew what Old Master’s current condition meant.

  At this critical moment, Young Master was definitely tired!

  He was an adult man!

  Explaining stress was naturally an adult’s method. Seeing their promise, Yu Song heaved a sigh of relief. “Alright, I’m relieved.” The guard shook his head before nodding. In the end, they said to Shen Fanxing in unison,

  “You’ve worked hard.”


  II

  11

  Yu Song didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

  Shen Fanxing, who had always been smart, blushed at their words.

  Her fair face was dyed with a layer of peach blossom color, making the few of them widen their eyes.

  In the end, they looked away in a panic.

  Young Master’s woman… man must not be taken another look.

  Yu Song heaved a sigh of relief and led Shen Fanxing in.

  The Bo family residence was huge. Yu Song brought Shen Fanxing to Bo Jinchuan’s villa in the backyard. They saw Bo Jinhang walking towards them in a dark blue bathrobe.

  Seeing Yu Song, although he was slightly tipsy, he still frowned with a stern expression.

  “Yu Song, why are you back?”


  His gaze landed warily on Shen Fanxing, who was standing behind Yu Song.

  “Second Young Master.” Yu Song greeted him. “There’s nothing else in Ping Cheng City for the time being, so I came back to see if there’s anything I can help you with!”


  Shen Fanxing lowered her head and Bo Jinhang couldn’t see her face. However, his gaze was still fixated on the tip of Shen Fanxing’s nose. “What happened in Ping Cheng is the most important thing now. Do you understand? How dare you leave Sister-in-law alone in Ping Cheng? Let’s see if my brother will skin you alive when he sees you!”


  Yu Song was really exhausted now. How could he not know?

  How would she dare to leave Miss Fanxing?

  So, wasn’t he waiting for her?

  Bo Jinghang took two steps towards Shen

  Fanxing.

  He reached out to pinch Shen Fanxing’s chin and said,

  “Also, who is this? Why does he keep his head lowered…”


  Bo Jinghang’s eyes were moist with alcohol. The moment he forced Shen Fanxing to look up, his words were stuck in his throat.

  Frowning, she stared at Shen Fanxing’s face for a long time before her eyes widened. When her gaze landed on her hand on Shen Fanxing’s chin, she felt as though she had been stung. She retracted her hand and took a few steps back.

  “F*ck!”


  It wasn’t until Bo Jinghang’s back leaned against the stone fence that he stabilized himself and exclaimed.

  “Sister-in-law… Why are you…” Shen Fanxing glanced at him and stroked her chin. Bo Jinghang suddenly felt his hand on her chin burning.

  She rubbed her hands secretly, as if she could still feel the smoothness just now. “Where is he?”


  Shen Fanxing’s cold voice sounded. It was already late and she hadn’t spoken for a long time. When she spoke now, her voice was low and hoarse.

  Bo Jinghang naturally knew who Shen Fanxing was referring to. He hurriedly pointed in the direction he had just come from.

  “It’s… there.”


  Yu Song looked in the direction Bo Jinghang was pointing at and surprise flashed across his eyes.

  Then, he saw Bo Jinhang looking at him with a strange smile. “Yu Song, I don’t know where Sister-in-law is. Bring her there…”


  As she spoke, she turned her head and winked at Yu Song with an ambiguous smile.

  Yu Song pursed his lips.

  Shen Fanxing was eager to see Bo Jinchuan, so she turned to look at Yu Song. Her intention was obvious.

  Yu Song took a deep breath and nodded. He led Shen Fanxing towards the hot spring.

  Bo Jinghang looked at Shen Fanxing’s back and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

  Yu Song stopped at the entrance of the hot spring.

  “Miss Fanxing, please come in. I won’t be going in.” “Are you sure he’s inside?”


  Shen Fanxing looked at the garden and asked curiously,

  Why was Bo Jinchuan here alone in the middle of the night?

  “I’m sure.”


  After receiving an affirmative answer, Shen Fanxing didn’t hesitate and walked in alone.

  It was a chilly night.

  Steam rose from the hot spring and clouds lingered.

  She could vaguely see a figure sitting quietly at the edge of the hot spring near the entrance.

  His upper body was naked and his shoulders were placed beside the hot spring. His eyes were closed.

  The light penetrated the steam from the hot spring and shone on his handsome face. His skin was fair and shiny, and his muscles were well-defined. He was expressionless and his expression was cold. The fatigue from the past few days was gradually relieved in the hot spring. Bo Jinchuan’s stiff brows gradually relaxed.

  There was the sound of light footsteps behind him. Bo Jinchuan lowered his hand and dipped it into the warm water.

  Guessing that Bo Jinhang had hired a masseuse, Bo Jinchuan spoke coldly. “I don’t need a massage. Get out.”


  There was no warmth in his voice, and it was colder than ice. An icy aura seeped out from his body, almost freezing the surrounding hot spring.

  From the moment she stood outside the Bo family’s house and saw the majestic courtyard, she couldn’t help but feel emotional.

  She knew that the Bo Consortium was unparalleled in the world and no one knew how much wealth and power it had.

  However, after interacting with Bo Jinchuan, she felt that they were compatible.

  The moment she stepped into the Bo family, she realized what kind of wealthy family the Bo family was.

  It wasn’t dazzling, but it was exquisite. There were pavilions and pavilions, and the buildings were ancient and exquisite.

  One scene every ten steps and one person every five steps.

  In this modern era, this was a hopeless situation.

  And now, the man she had not seen for many days was right there. Through the thin steam, she could vaguely see his figure, but it made her flinch.

  However, that was how he was. Just like when they first met, he was noble, cold, and arrogant.

  Not the man who was accommodating and indulgent in front of her.

  Shen Fanxing stared at the hazy figure in front of her. Her expression was indifferent and there seemed to be a layer of fog in her eyes. It was so dark that one couldn’t tell what she was thinking.

  Bo Jinchuan stopped in his tracks.

  He thought that the other party would leave after hearing his words. When he heard the footsteps, not only did they not leave, they got closer.