Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Even now, she had the intention to extricate herself anytime.

There were a few clear finger marks on the genuine leather covered steering wheel left from his grip.

The immense force exerted on the leather leather by his palms and fingers emitted a squeaking sound.

In the end, rationality took over Bo Jinchuan and he stopped the car by the road.

Suffocating silence engulfed the car.

Being in the same confined space, Shen Fanxing could naturally feel the coldness emanating from the man.

Despite not understanding, the expression on her face was composed.

Bo Jinchuan turned to look at her with fury lurking in his dark orbs. His gaze was intense and scary and he looked forbidding.

But no matter how he looked, Shen Fanxing didn’t panic and looked at him calmly.

Just like the first time they met, she was different from other women. She was calm and aloof.

She looked at him, waiting for an answer.

She wasn’t even nervous.

If it wasn’t true, they could continue being together.

If it was, they would break up immediately.

Bo Jinchuan suddenly thought of an ordinary word that he loathed.

Dispensable…

Bo Jinchuan gave a cold chuckle.

But he controlled his temper, and his coldness was tinged with contempt.

“As the heir to the Bo Consortium, do you think I will allow myself to have an illegitimate child?”

There weren’t much emotions in Shen Fanxing’s eyes as she nodded and smiled at him.

“That’s good.”

Bo Jinchuan’s dark orbs trailed to her face, as darkness swirled in the depths.

“Do you think it doesn’t matter even if you lose something that you can get easily?”

Shen Fanxing frowned slightly and studied Bo Jinchuan’s face. After a long while, her eyes darkened and a faint smile appeared on her face.

She shook her head and stared at the car ahead of them through the window. Desolateness filled her eyes.

“Isn’t it easier to lose something that you can get easily?”

Shen Fanxing smiled and said,

“But… nothing is easy to get. So how can I be indifferent when I lost something? Or do you think that because I’ve experienced the taste of loss, it doesn’t hurt anymore?”

Bo Jinchuan focused on her eyes, as emotions leaked away gradually.

“That depends on what it is.”

Shen Fanxing smiled and said, “You’re right.”

What she didn’t care or not bothered by wasn’t a big deal even if she lost it. Just like her family, Su Heng, and the gown.

“It’s rare to see you so concerned about Linlin, that was why I asked you to clarify. Why are you so angry?”

Bo Jinchuan’s eyes darkened and he asked, “If I said yes, would you break up with me right away here?”

Shen Fanxing’s heart tightened and a chill ran down her spine.

The street lamp ahead dimmed and Shen Fanxing stared at the faint yellow glow. Silence enveloped them once again.

After a few seconds or perhaps minutes, Shen Fanxing took a deep breath and quipped,

“Of course.”

The temperature plunged drastically.

Bo Jinchuan’s dark orbs were filled with a malicious aura. His gaze was as cold as frost, and his gaze turned so sharp that it threatened to explode in the car.