Nannanli

Ms Shen goes about her usual days while Mr Bo flirts with her relentlessly. 
"Isn't CEO Bo a pure and modest gentleman who doesn’t associate himself with females?"
With lazy eyelids, Mr Bo lies idly on the sofa with a posture graceful, his face revealing a contented smile.
Glancing at that face, Mrs Bo is suddenly reminded of the incident earlier—
"Dear, address me as your husband."
Deep beneath the cold demeanor lies a man who cannot lose her. When facing him, she is helplessly charmed.

Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Shen Fanxing's eyes widened and she felt her strength being sucked away in an instant.

"Fanxing, do you really intend to disappoint Grandma forever?"

Jiang Rongrong's heartbroken voice rang in her mind, and earlier on, she had been shaken for a moment.

Thinking of how she was still her grandmother, and she felt sad as she recalled her past actions.

It turned out that she had wasted her sentimental feelings again.

"This gown is indeed what Grandma has requested from me. Since I've decided to give it to you, it means that I don't want it! Although the style is a little old, it's fine since you're two years older than me. This dress is after all from an international brand. Here you go!"

Shen Qianrou shot her a look of disdain before she stuffed the box into Shen Fanxing's arms.

Shen Fanxing took a step back and slapped the box away.

The sparkling black gown fell to the ground.

Such a Cruel Idea