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!

Then, she walked around her and smiled, as her clear voice sounded slowly. "Why don't we change it to three kowtows?"

Shen Qianrou's face darkened visibly.

Raising her head, that vulnerable and delicate facade finally started to crack.

She finally glared at her with hatred in front of everyone.

The smile on Shen Fanxing's face widened and she bent to get closer to Shen Qianrou.

An aloof, haughty and threatening face loomed before Shen Qianrou.

"Excellent, that's it. I suddenly realize that tearing apart your hypocritical face bit by bit should be a good form of entertainment. Shen Qianrou, I don't mind playing with you!"

The fury and hatred in Shen Qianrou's eyes intensified.

She stared at Shen Fanxing's delicate features, which were flawless from any angle. Every gaze, every expression, every breath, and every inch of her temperament radiated a sense of nobility.

I Don't Mind Playing With You