Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“When others propose, they have to swear that they will treat you well, take care of you, and love you forever. Why don’t you have any?”

Bo Jinchuan’s lips curled into a gentle smile. “That’s not something to be said. I prefer to prove everything with my actions.”

Shen Fanxing knew that she had experienced it deeply.

“If you want to hear it, I can tell you.”

Shen Fanxing shook her head, her eyes gentle.

“You don’t have to say anything. I don’t want anything as long as we can get along well. I believe everything you said and everything you’ve done since then. Bo Jinchuan, I’m married to you. Of course I have to marry you. If I don’t, I’ll be the stupidest woman in the world.”

Bo Jinchuan chuckled softly and leaned forward to press his forehead against hers.

“Yes, you’re the smartest woman in the world.”

Letting go of her, Bo Jinchuan raised his hand and picked up a red velvet box.

‘The diamond ring inside was exquisite and unique. There were eight diamond stars surrounding a dazzling star in the middle.

Bo Jinchuan looked up at Shen Fanxing and reached into the blanket to pull her hand out.

She put it on Shen Fanxing’s ring finger.

The ring was beautiful enough. Bo Jinchuan lowered his head and kissed it.

“After you’re done with the scent-making competition, we’ll get engaged.”

Shen Fanxing smiled and nodded. “Okay.”

Looking at the ring on her finger, Shen Fanxing suddenly smiled.

Looking at how she was wrapped up like a dumpling, she couldn’t help but laugh.

“Why is my proposal so unique?”

Bo Jinchuan smiled and stood up. “That’s the only way you can never forget me.”

“But it’s not beautiful at all.” Looking at the roses in the room, Shen Fanxing felt that

“Be good. I’ll hold the most beautiful wedding for you.”

Shen Fanxing was touched. “I was just saying.”

“But I’m not listening casually.”

Bo Jinchuan held the back of her head and bent to kiss her soft red lips.

Upon receiving Shen Fanxing’s indulgence and response, Bo Jinchuan couldn’t help but pry open her teeth and curl his tongue around hers.

It was a gentle kiss, but Bo Jinchuan could clearly see the tears in Shen Fanxing’s eyes.

He stopped kissing her and his long fingers brushed against her hot tears as he watched her closely.

“Why?” asked Bo Jinchuan softly.

Why did she cry?

She looked sad, regretful, and nostalgic.

What was there to miss about her past?

Shen Fanxing buried her head in his shoulder, trying to hide her tears.

“Lreally want my mother to see with her own eyes how happy I am now. In this world, other than Qingzhi, I think only my mother is genuinely happy for me… But I’ve been searching for her for so many years… Her disappearance has worn away my expectations…”

‘When a person was extremely sad or happy, what they needed the most was the closest person in the world.

To Shen Fanxing, the word ‘mother’ was something she didn’t dare to think about.

She didn’t know if she was dead or alive, but she had to use countless excuses to convince herself that her mother was still alive.

She even felt like she was deceiving herself.

If her mother was really alive, why hadn’t she thought of looking for her all these years?