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!

A majority of the young generation present had never been able to appreciate opera. All of them sat on their seats restlessly, but when they noticed the old master's rapt attention and fascination, they didn't dare to act rashly.

Shen Qianrou sat in the front row, her face revealing impatience. In her opinion, the opera performance was noisy and their actions were so fake. There was no aesthetic appeal and she was groaning as her heart felt as though it was being torn apart. Especially when she sat in the front row, the deafening sounds shook her chest and irritated her.

She turned her head impatiently, only to spot Shen Fanxing in the front row a short distance away, with Xu Qingzhi and Yin Ruijue beside her.

She frowned at the sight of her. All these years because of Xu Qingzhi, Shen Fanxing had gotten to befriend a few young masters.

Without Xu Qingzhi, where would Shen Fanxing be now?

At that moment, Pei Anzhi and Bo Jinchuan appeared.

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