Chapter 1677: Make Them Make Mistakes
“I’ll keep a close eye on her. But… if you don’t appear at the Duke of Burgundy’s birthday party, people will definitely gossip…”
Bailey’s lips tightened.
Yes, she was the one who had been invited to all the banquets in the past.
As the eldest princess of the royal family, she would always be treated as a distinguished guest.
All kinds of respectful and envious gazes were focused on her.
Although those people usually flattered her, she had heard a lot of people talking about her behind her back.
If she didn’t appear at this birthday party, who knew what those people would say about her?
It was a joke to say that her high and mighty status had been replaced. It was simply satisfying.
People nowadays hit people when they were down.
She had never experienced it before, but she had seen it with her own eyes.
…
After seeing so much, she knew that power and status were the most important things in life.
Therefore, she couldn’t give any of them the chance to laugh at her.
She had to attend this birthday party. Even if she couldn’t, Shen Fanxing couldn’t have this opportunity.
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Shen Fanxing left the palace and returned to the hotel. In a luxurious hotel suite, Bo Jinchuan was working in the study....
The temperature in the room was suitable. Bo Jinchuan wore a gray shirt and a simple V-neck sweater.
Shen Fanxing leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed as she watched the man concentrate on his work.
She saw him accompanying her every day, but she had never seen him go to any company. Even her mother chased after him every day, calling him a gigolo. He was like a young master from a wealthy family who had nothing to do.
But who would have thought that the thing in his hand was so terrifying?
The identity of the world’s biggest firearms dealer was enough to shock everyone.
No wonder he didn’t take the Bo Consortium seriously.
No wonder he didn’t reject being called a gigolo.
There were probably not many gigolos like him in this world.
However, the way the man worked was really pleasing to the eye.
After a few minutes, Bo Jinchuan finally stopped writing. He leaned back in his chair and looked up at her.
“Have you seen enough?”
Shen Fanxing frowned and walked into the study. She leaned against his desk and faced him.
“I didn’t focus on my work. I didn’t do anything.”
Bo Jinchuan smirked and said, “Your presence is so strong even though you’re not speaking. What should I do?”
“I’ll leave then. I won’t disturb your work.”
Her hand was gently pressed down. “I don’t want to work anymore.”
Shen Fanxing blinked and said, “How can that do? You have your parents and children to support you.”
He pulled Shen Fanxing into his embrace and said, “Yes, I still have to support a noble princess. I should work hard. But I can’t do that now. I’m addicted to women and have no mood to work.”
Helpless, Shen Fanxing reached out to stroke the collar of his sweater. Her eyes were obviously unfocused.
She seemed to be completely immersed in her own world. No one knew what she was thinking.
Bo Jinchuan narrowed his eyes and grabbed her hand, his voice low.
“What happened?”
Shen Fanxing sighed softly and inched closer to him. She lifted the hem of his sweater and fiddled with it repeatedly.
“Grandma said that the day after tomorrow is Duke Burgundy’s granddaughter’s birthday party. She wants me to attend.”
Bo Jinchuan raised an eyebrow and asked, “And?”
Shen Fanxing put down the hem of his sweater and her slender fingers slid across the lines on his chest.
“The mother and daughters are about to die of anger.”
Sighing, she added,
“All of them can’t wait to cut me into pieces. Their gazes are similar to Yuan Sichun’s.”
Bo Jinchuan’s deep voice sounded, “Stop fooling around.”
Shen Fanxing’s fingers paused on his shirt. “After all, we’re in the palace. What can I do?”
Her fingers tapped on his shirt in dissatisfaction and protest.
The next second, her hand was grabbed. “I told you not to mess around here.”
Something flashed across Shen Fanxing’s eyes. Bo Jinchuan’s low and husky voice made her understand something instantly.
She looked up at him and saw that his eyes were filled with hidden emotions. Her fingers curled slightly.
“You… Can’t you think of something else?”
What had she done?
Had he suddenly become like this?
She moved her body and wanted to leave him with a red face. However, she was suddenly lifted up and the next second, she landed on the desk.
Her long arms wrapped around his chest and his face was inches away.
A warm breath and a low and hoarse voice sounded.
“Tang Jian said that she’s already three months pregnant.”
Shen Fanxing’s eyelids twitched and her fingers instinctively grabbed his sweater.
“Yes… Congratulations, it’s been three months…”
His warm palm suddenly pressed against the skin on her abdomen and caressed it gently.
“Yes, congratulations too.”
Shen Fanxing couldn’t help but gulp.
The word “congratulations” made her tremble in fear.
Was he congratulating them on becoming parents in seven months?
Or was it because after three months of pregnancy, he could finally do whatever he wanted?
Although she didn’t agree with him, she thought that it was probably the latter.
She tried to pull his attention back.
“I have to attend my birthday party the day after tomorrow…”
“Yes, you can have a good rest tomorrow.”
Shen Fanxing was speechless.
Was that what she meant?!
“Ah Chuan, you should be thinking about how to earn money to support your family! Work is more important…”
“Not now. In the face of beauty, I can’t not be moved.”
His palm snaked up.
Shen Fanxing’s scalp turned numb and she grabbed Bo Jinchuan’s shirt tightly. Her eyes trembled and the man’s tensed expression was reflected in them. Her body relaxed.
Her hands never stopped moving. Her face suddenly turned red and her breathing gradually changed.
“You can’t mess around even after three months…”
Bo Jinchuan chuckled softly and replied, “Yes.”
Shen Fanxing lowered her gaze and her face turned red.
….
“I’ll accompany you to the banquet.”
“Yeah.”
Shen Fanxing answered weakly and lay on the soft blanket, not wanting to move at all.
It had been a long time since she last saw him. Although she still felt that Bo Jinchuan was being careful this time, she didn’t have much strength left.
Bo Jinchuan squeezed her shoulders gently and said, “You’ve been deliberately provoking them these few days. What do you want?”
Shen Fanxing opened her eyes slowly and her lips curled into a faint smile.
“Of course I want them to make mistakes. Nothing is more convincing than catching them red-handed.”