Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo! Chapter 2
Previously on Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!...
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Deep grief surged briefly in Shen Fanxing’s profound eyes.
Unable to swim, she had battled the sea much longer than Shen Qianrou. Plus, she had only just regained consciousness. Regardless of the grudge burning inside her, she had no strength left to unleash it.
“How despicable of you.”
Shen Qianrou sneered coldly.
“Without this, you’d never let us be together. You’re the one who won’t let him go!”
“Shen Qianrou, don’t you have any limits? Everyone knows he’s my fiancé! Do you take them all for fools?!”
Shen Qianrou shook with wild laughter.
“After today’s mess… Sister, you still believe they’re not fools?”
“…”
Silence gripped Shen Fanxing for a moment as she fixed her with an icy stare.
Shen Qianrou spoke the truth; they were all fools indeed.
No matter her shameless tactics, they trusted her blindly over and over.
What a pity it would be if she stumbled and they still adored her just the same.
Foolish, utterly foolish!
Herself included!
“Why? Upset now? Then…”
Suddenly, Shen Qianrou’s face shifted to one of pure helplessness. She grabbed at Shen Fanxing’s arm, murmuring softly.
“Sister, it’s all my fault…”
“Don’t touch me!”
Noticing her sudden closeness and the drastic change in demeanor, revulsion flooded Shen Fanxing.
She jerked her arm away to avoid any contact.
Yet Shen Qianrou stumbled back, and the thermos flask slipped from her grasp, hitting the floor with a sharp “pop”.
Water sprayed in all directions!
Her soft, fragile voice pitched up abruptly.
“Ouch… it hurts!”
“Fanxing, what are you doing?!”
A stern voice boomed from behind.
Shen Fanxing whipped around to see the man at the door charging toward them in long strides.
Before anything else, she caught Su Heng’s furious glare as he shoved her aside.
The force slammed her against the railing, sending sharp pain through her weakened frame.
Her face drained to an ashen pallor as she clutched the railing for support.
Surveying the scene with cold detachment, she could only curse her own folly.
She had always known Shen Qianrou stooped to any vile trick, yet she fell for it repeatedly.
She knew too that Brother Heng wasn’t a fool, but still…
“Brother Heng, it hurts so much…”
At her words, Su Heng rose, his heart twisting painfully for Shen Qianrou.
“Hold on a bit. I’ll get you to a doctor.”
He scooped her up gently, then glanced at the coldly watching Shen Fanxing. In a low tone, he commanded,
“Go back to your room. I’ll come find you later!”
Shen Fanxing let out a mocking laugh, her gaze dripping with scorn.
Near the gardenia tree not far off, an elderly woman observed the entire drama in silence.
“Lai Rong, did you witness it all?”
Her sharp eyes gazed into the distance toward Shen Fanxing as she spoke.
The woman beside her, about fifty years old, answered deferentially, “Yes, Madam, I saw everything.”
“Hmph, that wretched girl, sinking to such vile, contemptible tricks!” the old lady spat with a chilly snort.
“Doesn’t that prove the other one is even more foolish, unable to counter such petty schemes?”
The old lady shook her head, her eyes gleaming with insight.
“No, Lai Rong, you’re mistaken.”
“Please explain, Madam.”
“The other girl is too principled. Her disgust and rejection make it impossible for her to fathom such depraved acts that defy morals and humanity.”
Lai Rong nodded thoughtfully. “I understand now, Madam.”
The old lady watched Shen Fanxing intently for a long while before adding,
“However, that’s not entirely right either.”
After a pause, she continued,
“Her character seems decent enough. Go invite her over. I want a closer look.”
Lai Rong, her maid, hesitated slightly.
“But Madam, Young Master will be here shortly. If he spots a stranger in the backyard…”
“What of it? He won’t eat me alive!”
The old lady scolded affectionately, her fondness for her grandson evident.
Lai Rong smiled. “Alright, alright! I’ll fetch her!”
Just then, footsteps echoed from the gate between the two tung trees.