Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Idiot, a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. Are you giving up?”

A sarcastic voice sounded and everyone couldn’t help but sneer.

She felt that Shen Fanxing was pathetic and hateful!

Her laughter was contagious and the way she looked at Shen Fanxing was piercing.

Bo Jinchuan’s eyes darkened and Shen Fanxing’s gentle gaze turned cold.

Shen Qianrou felt better. She had finally gotten back some of the face she had lost tonight.

Apart from the calm and composed Yin Ruijue and Pei Yunze, as well as Ji Yi, who was so angry that she couldn’t wait to announce their relationship, the auctioneer was the only one present. His facial features were contorted as he covered half of his face. He couldn’t bear to look at everyone’s faces.

It was really ugly.

“The skilled are bold. Eldest Miss Shen is indeed worthy of her reputation. Of all people, why did you have to provoke the head of the Bo Consortium?”

“It’s understandable that Young Master Su dumped her!”

Needless to say, these words came from Shen Qianrou’s supporters.

‘The jeers grew louder as they watched the commotion.

After a long while, an extremely cold voice sounded from a certain direction—

“Very funny?”

Her voice was almost drowned out by the laughter, but it was intimidating. The few of them reacted quickly and stopped smiling. They looked at Bo Jinchuan in confusion.

The laughter gradually subsided, but there were still people whispering and pointing at Shen Fanxing.

The voice wrapped in ice raised a little, and the powerful deterrence almost choked everyone.

“Is it funny?”

He stood up slowly and his tall figure instantly grew taller. His noble and powerful aura burst forth from his body, and his handsome face was terrifyingly cold.

His dark eyes swept across everyone’s faces casually. He didn’t have much expression, but it was enough to make people tremble in fear.

“Who can tell me? What’s so pleasing to you?”

Pei Yunze glanced at a corner of the venue. His thin lips pursed tightly before he retracted his gaze calmly. His well-defined fingers pinched the space between his eyebrows.

Everyone fell silent, not knowing where Bo Jinchuan’s anger came from.

Why did she vent her anger on them instead of Shen Fanxing?

Bo Jinchuan’s gaze landed on the organizer and he said coldly,

“Bring everything up for auction tonight!”

The sweat on the organizer’s face flowed down his chin.

“What’s wrong?” asked Bo Jinchuan coldly as he gazed at the man who was bent over.

“L. Tl go now!”

Everyone was in an uproar, completely unaware of what was going on!

Not long after, the organizer pushed a pile of items to Shen Fanxing.

Bo Jinchuan’s expression softened slightly. He looked at Shen Fanxing and said coldly,

“If you can’t vent your anger, continue smashing until you do.”

Everyone’s eyes widened in shock.

What was going on?

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