Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The smile on his handsome face was full of sarcasm.

“Are you that short of money?”

Ye Qingqiu didn’t comment and stayed away from him.

“Yes, I do.”

Ye Qingqiu replied calmly. She remembered answering this question once today.

With that, she turned and left the washroom.

“T’ll give you the money. Quit your job here.”

Li Tingshen’s cold voice sounded behind him.

Ye Qingqiu paused and sneered silently.

“Are you trying to support me? Guest.”

“Guest?”

Li Tingshen frowned and repeated the words that he hated.

Ye Qingqiu raised an eyebrow and turned to face him. Her brown eyes were filled with sarcasm. “What else?”

Li Tingshen’s eyes darkened.

What else could it be?

There had been nothing between them since three years ago.

What else could there be…

Ye Qingqiu sized up the man in front of her calmly.

He was handsome, cold, and heartless…

She, Ye Qingqiu, had been arrogant her entire life. This was the only time in her life that she had shamelessly pestered a man!

Who would have thought that the price she had to pay would be so painful? It was like hell on earth…

She smiled sarcastically. The coldness in her eyes was no less than Li Tingshen’s.

As the event was about to end, most of the people in the room were drunk. Ye Qingqiu took ten bottles of Louis XII] and opened them without hesitation. She placed them on the coffee table.

Shang Qiqi looked at Ye Qingqiu in surprise. “Sister, they’re all so drunk…”

Ye Qingqiu winked at her and said, “Little sister, it’s not easy to meet these scumbags. They won’t mind. It’s a secret…”

Shang Qiqi nodded lightly.

That was right. They were a bunch of scumbags. Since they were so rich, it would be a waste not to extort them.

Moreover, this sister obviously knew these scumbags. It was only a few hundred thousand yuan. Who would take it seriously?

Ye Qingqiu smiled and turned to look at Shen Fanxing before nodding lightly.

It was rare for Bo Jinchuan to drink so much today, but it was limited to his throbbing head.

Unlike the few people who were lying crookedly on the sofa, they were still sitting there. They were neatly dressed and did not look disheveled at all.

After receiving Yu Song’s call, Bo Jinchuan stood up from the sofa. He was as tall and steady as ever.

“Let’s go.”

He grabbed Shen Fanxing’s hand and walked out.

“They…”

“Don’t worry about it.”

Shen Fanxing glanced at Shang Qiqi, who immediately smiled and waved at her. “Sister-in-law, don’t worry. The chauffeur will pick us up later.”

Shang Qingmo leaned against Shang Qiqi, her eyes narrowed and her brows furrowed.

Before Bo Jinchuan and Shen Fanxing left the room, Shang Qingmo’s chauffeur walked in.

Only then did Shen Fanxing feel at ease and follow Bo Jinchuan.

Shen Fanxing had trained her alcohol tolerance over the years. With Bo Jinchuan around, no one would ask her to drink too much.

Bo Jinchuan’s body felt heavy after drinking. When he returned, he leaned against the sofa.

Shen Fanxing entered the kitchen and came out with a cup of sobering tea ten minutes later.

On the sofa in the living room, Bo Jinchuan’s eyes were closed as though he was asleep.

Shen Fanxing sat beside him and woke him up softly.

His dark eyes opened slowly. His deep eyes were like a bottomless lake, calm and tranquil. He was clearly a little drunk, but he was unbelievably calm and composed. The wisdom in his eyes did not decrease at all.