Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

he cast Yin Ruijue a stare.
He smiled before asking, “Are you sure?”

Yin Ruijue was used to seeing the lack of emotions on Li Tingshen’s face.
Underneath his gentle and calm facade, were hidden slyness and ruthlessness.

Upon hearing his question, Yin Ruijue’s eyes shifted unnaturally before he waved his hand.
“Forget it, there’s no point in gambling.”

Li Tingshen chuckled darkly and said, “Really? Don’t regret it then.”

…

On the way to Imperial Entertainment Club, Shen Fanxing hung up a few calls.

“Su Heng?”

Shen Fanxing looked at Bo Jinchuan and nodded.
“Yeah.”

The next second, Shen Fanxing’s phone rang again.

This time, it was a message.

Su Heng typed, ‘Fanxing, where are you? I’ve been waiting for you downstairs for a long time.
Why aren’t you coming home?’

Su Heng typed, ‘Why aren’t you back so late? I’m worried about you.’

Su Heng said again, ‘Fanxing, pick up my call, okay? I need to talk to you.’

Shen Fanxing had a lot of seafood for dinner.
With the calls and messages from Su Heng, her bloated stomach felt a little uncomfortable.

Taking a deep breath, she turned off her phone and stuffed it into her bag.

“Why?”

“Nothing much.
I guess he wants to settle scores with me because his girlfriend has suffered today and she is unhappy?”

“Settle scores?”

Bo Jinchuan’s voice turned cold, his expression became dangerous and menacing.

“Let him try.”

Shen Fanxing turned her head to study his expression.
She grinned at how confident and determined he was of teaching Su Heng a lesson.

“Why are you laughing?”

Bo Jinchuan didn’t look too pleased.

How dare Su Heng try to seek revenge on his woman?

“He’s not worth your efforts.”

“Whoever bullies you deserves a beating.”