Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Shen Qianrou covered her face, her eyes were red, and the tears of grievance swirled in her eyes.

In the end, the water light flipped twice, and the tears fell from the eye sockets just right!

What a natural actor!

"Why did I hit you? You don't know, do you?"

Shen Fanxing nodded coldly and continued:

"Okay, you can continue to play stupid! I'll answer the question for you, why? Because I don't like you!"

After Shen Fanxing finished speaking, he raised his hand and slapped it down again, but someone grabbed his wrist!

"Fantasy!"

Su Heng didn't know when he got off the co-pilot, walked to the front, grabbed Shen Fanxing's hand, looked at her with angry accusing eyes, and growled sharply.

"Qianrou just didn't mean it!"

Shen Fanxing glanced at him indifferently, without any emotional warmth.

"She didn't do it on purpose?" Shen Fanxing was expressionless, his eyes cold and biting.

"Well. In your eyes, she just killed someone today, and she didn't do it on purpose."

Su Heng moved his lips, but there was no sound in his voice.

Her indifference, like an invisible hand, squeezed her heart lightly, squeezed out the air, and felt a little suffocated.

A black Rolls-Royce stopped beside her, and Lin Feifei got out of the car, presumably seeing what happened here, and ran to Shen Qianrou to protect her!

"Shen Fanxing, are you finished? Why are you everywhere? They said it wasn't intentional, why are you so annoying... Didn't you bump into someone? Besides, what if you bumped into them? Those two people Don't have a rearview mirror of this car that is worth the money?!"

When Shen Fanxing turned her eyes, she saw that Shen Qianrou was clearly crying with her head down, but her eyes were full of sullen hatred for her, and she raised her eyebrows proudly and dismissively when she heard Lin Feifei's words!

"Sister, I was really careless just now and scared the two elders. Can I compensate them, is 200,000 enough? I'll give it right away..."

Shen Fanxing's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and a layer of frost formed on the bottom of her eyes!

The corner of his eyes glanced at Shen Qianrou's car beside him.

Ferrari GTC, 8.5 million!

The compensation of 200,000 yuan is really not as valuable as a rear-view mirror that Lin Feifei said!

Lin Feifei's words are direct and unpleasant, and have no brains.

Shen Fanxing is kind and weak on the surface, poking pain between the lines, satirizing people calmly, and thinking deeply.

Thinking about her journey, Shen Fanxing, didn't she follow her way?

"Twenty thousand?!"

Lin Feifei sneered, her eyes a little contemptuous.

"It's cheap for them. For the first time, I think it's really easy to get money from China!"

"...Fifi, don't say that."

There were still tears on Shen Qianrou's face, and she looked pitiful.

Shen Fanxing's cool thin lips evoked a sarcastic and cold smile.

The scalps of the few people who watched it were a little numb.

Just when she didn't know what Shen Fanxing was going to do, she saw that she had turned around, walked to her Volkswagen CC, opened the window, took out her mobile phone, and made a call.

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The meeting room on the 88th floor of the Bo Consortium continued the meeting that was temporarily interrupted in the morning.

All departments continued to make reports, and the atmosphere was as always as hell, solemn and severe.

Although Yu Songhong's swollen and tearful appearance was quite different from his usual serious and rigid appearance.

But when they looked at the first handsome man with pale eyes and expressionless face, no one could laugh.

The head of the department in front of the projector was still making a report. From time to time, he looked at the man's expression. His eyebrows were far away, and his black eyes were deep and unpredictable.

The meeting was tense all the time, but Yu Song, who was standing beside him, noticed that the phone in his suit trouser pocket vibrated.

The "hum" sound was clear in the quiet conference room...