"Bo Jinchuan, I don't want to create such a fuss over a groundless matter. Can we stop talking about this?"
"Okay, I won't mention it again."
Bo Jinchuan suppressed his temper and darkness.
There was no hesitation in his response to Shen Fanxing. After his deep and determined voice made a promise, a gentle kiss landed on her hair.
He wouldn't mention it again.
Even if that was Tingshen's child, it was none of his business.
But he made his woman so upset because of a child that had nothing to do with her.
He naturally wouldn't bother anymore.
Bo Jinchuan and Shen Fanxing didn't bring up the topic of Linlin anymore.
The car started moving again and Shen Fanxing suggested going to the supermarket to buy groceries.
"Forget it," quipped Bo Jinchuan suddenly.
"Why? It's the weekend."
"I made you unhappy, so I have no right to eat the food you cook."
Bo Jinchuan's tone was cautious and somewhat.
Shen Fanxing felt a tinge of guilt and she couldn't bear his tone.
She opened her mouth but ended up not saying anything.
Once she spoke, she would display fragility.
…
Upon reaching Palace of Luxury, Bo Jinchuan sent Shen Fanxing to her apartment.
"Go back and rest well."
"Okay, you too," replied Shen Fanxing as she nodded. She didn't ask him to stay and entered rather dejectedly.
Bo Jinchuan stood there, as his eyes lingered on the tired-looking but beautiful face. Darkness lurked in the depths of his eyes.
When Shen Fanxing closed the door, she turned around and saw his expression. She smiled at him and said, "Go back first. I will call you."
Bo Jinchuan nodded lightly and replied softly, "Okay."
Then, Shen Fanxing closed the door.
Bo Jinchuan stood at the door for some time before turning to leave with a frown.
His phone rang and he picked it up after a glance.
"Brother Bo, let's have a gathering this weekend," said Yin Ruijue. Bo Jinchuan hadn't heard his voice in a long time. It was noisy on the other end, and evidently he had reached a place of entertainment.
Bo Jinchuan paused and turned to look at Shen Fanxing's apartment. Recalling what she had last said, he turned him down.
"I'm not going, you can carry on."
"Damn, Brother Bo! You've been back for more than a month! Other than the ceremony, we haven't had a proper gathering. Come out, don't let us drift apart!"
Bo Jinchuan furrowed his eyebrows and went silent for a while. "
"Next time."
"You said next time last time. You're really heartless."
"Okay, we'll talk next time," replied Bo Jinchuan patiently before hanging up.
He took the lift downstairs.
No matter how much Shen Fanxing had said today, the coldness in her eyes was etched deeply in his mind.
His brows knitted slightly as he took off his blazer. He went into the bathroom and the sounds of running water sounded.
…
Twenty minutes later.
Bo Jinchuan came out of the bathroom in a dark green robe. The belt around his waist was loosely tied.
But at one glance, one could still tell that he had a muscular figure. His dark hair was dripping with water.
As he dried his hair, his chest was exposed.
With his fair skin and well-defined muscles, one could glimpse his rock-like chest through the thin robe. He looked like a man who could offer a sense of security and warmth.
Refined and noble, he also exuded fatal sexiness.
This was a side of him that no one had ever seen.
At this time, there was a knock on the door.
Bo Jinchuan frowned. Not many knew that he lived here.
Nonetheless, he threw the towel aside and walked to the door.