Chapter 1117 Forced Marriage (28)

"In short, I don't agree to take her into Bo's house. Let me put her here in advance, and you can make the rest of your own decision! Come to Rong, go back to your room."

Shen Fanxing stood on the stairs for a long time, holding the handrail of the stairs, watching the two fights quietly with downcast eyes, watching Lai Rong push the old lady away, with a calm expression, without any emotion.

The old man raised his head and looked towards them, his eyes swept over Shen Fanxing next to him, and looked at Bao Jingchuan.

"Tell me! What should I do about this?!"

Bao Jingchuan just stepped forward, took Shen Fanxing's hand, turned around and went back upstairs.

Facing the old man, he didn't say a word.

But the sight that caught his face was as cold as a deep pool of ice.

The old man shook his body angrily.

Bao Jingchuan's silence was more unacceptable than any of his words.

No respect for him, no support for him, indifference to him is more lethal than refutation.

Because he didn't know what he was thinking, so he had to guess his dissatisfaction with him from more aspects, and any aspect was a kind of resistance to him.

Now only the old man and Bo Yuelin are left in the living room, and Chen Ma is waiting beside her. Looking at the old man's face, she asked cautiously:

"Master, is Miss Sichun coming yet? If so, I'll be ready."

"..."

"Master, in fact, the old lady has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. After all, Miss Sichun was grown up by her. She said she disagreed, but she came in, and she couldn't drive Miss Sichun out, right? The old lady just said what she meant. You also know this habit."

Mama Chen was all about Yuan Sichun, she couldn't bear to see Miss Sichun crying so sad last time.

Let's cut first and play later, won't the family have nothing to do when the time comes?

"Maybe Miss Sichun may have done something wrong, but the left and right are just liking our young master. Anyone who encounters some emotional matters will lose their minds. In fact, if the young master treats her better, tell the matter well. Clearly, I don't think Miss Sichun won't be overwhelmed..."

"Okay, stop talking!"

The old man interrupted Chen Ma's words impatiently, his face was gloomy, Chen Ma pursed her lips, and did not continue talking.

He looked up at Bao Yuelin who was sitting beside him, and finally turned and left.

Bao Yuelin sat there, silent for a while, and suddenly said:

"Sister-in-law Chen also has some truths. Sichun is still young. She may have made a mistake, but we can't never forgive her for the rest of my life. The important thing is that we have to give the Yuan family an explanation for this matter."

When he heard that he was going to give the Yuan family an explanation, Mr. Bo's face sank even more. -

There was no mention of this matter until we ate at the dinner table together at night.

It's just that the complexions of a few people are not good, and everyone doesn't speak much, and the atmosphere of the whole restaurant is a bit dignified.

The wound on Shen Fanxing's body was soft, that is, the pain from being dumped was almost like a fire. After taking the painkiller, it didn't feel too uncomfortable.

However, Bao Jingchuan refused to let her go, and even planned to stay with her at home. She declined a few words, and after receiving an indisputable rejection, she let Bao Jingchuan go.

She made a mistake, so naturally she should obediently listen to the man in everything.

After dinner, the two of them planned to go back to the room, but Lai Rong stopped Shen Fanxing at the stairs, and with a gentle smile on his face, he said, "Clean up the clothes in the room."

Shen Fanxing was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Lai Rong sighed softly, and smiled helplessly at Bao Jingchuan.

With an indifferent expression, Bao Jingchuan stretched out his hand to pull Shen Fanxing into his arms, and led her upstairs.

"What's the matter? Why did you suddenly pack up your clothes?"

"It's okay if you don't clean up."

Shen Fanxing still didn't know what was going on here, but when Shen Fanxing came down from upstairs the next morning, he saw Yuan Sichun leaning on the sofa in the living room on the first floor with his usual delicate and meticulous face Now that she doesn't wear makeup, her pale face is full of morbidity.

The old man was sitting on the main seat of the sofa, looking at Yuan Sichun, asking about his health.

At the side, Chen Ma carefully stuffed a few pillows on Yuan Sichun's back and sides, for fear that she would accidentally bump into something.

With that smiling and courteous look, the word "dog leg" suddenly popped up in Shen Fanxing's mind.

Cursing his lips and sneering silently, Yuan Sichun, who was sitting on the sofa and being cared for meticulously, looked up at her at this moment.

Raising her hand, Mama Chen cut and placed the fruits beside her.

Knowing that she put an apple into her mouth and chewed it, she smiled and called "sister-in-law" to her.

The old man turned his head and looked at her. Seeing her plain expressionless face, he couldn't help frowning.

Until Shen Fanxing came down from the stairs and stood in front of Yuan Sichun, looking at her coldly.

"Are you sure you want to call me sister-in-law?"

Yuan Sichun's face froze, and he looked embarrassed and aggrieved at a loss.

Seeing this, Mama Chen hurriedly said:

"Miss Sichun, it's too early for you to call now, Miss Shen and the eldest young master are not even married..."

Hearing this, Yuan Sichun looked up at her, and said with a smile, "That's right. Ms. Shen, it may be a long time to come, so I'm sorry."

Shen Fanxing was silent for half a second, and suddenly sneered. Although the matter was pretty close, she still said:

"If I were you, I would be beaten so hard that I would cry, and when I saw the other party, I would want to find a crack in the ground. Miss Yuan is really capable, and once again refreshed my understanding of your face."

The smile on Yuan Sichun's face gradually dimmed, but instead of directly attacking Shen Fanxing, he turned to the old man with a bit of aggrieved expression.

"Grandpa, I think I'd better go back first, I knew my sister-in-law would be unhappy if I came here."

"Since you know, you still want to come to the door. Is this intentional to cause trouble for me?"

Shen Fanxing didn't back down at all, and what he said was even more merciless.

"Enough! There's no end to it!"

The old man said in a deep voice, "You also know that Sichun's injury was caused by you! She even took the initiative to make love to you, when will your energy be exhausted?!"

These words were obviously addressed to Shen Fanxing.

Shen Fanxing's eyes flickered for a moment, seeing the secret pride in Yuan Sichun's eyes, she said coldly:

"It's never over. Hit her because she deserves it! It's not my fault."

"you……"

"Mother Zhang, isn't breakfast ready yet?"

Seeing that the old man was about to get angry again, the old lady's indifferent and flat voice suddenly came from behind.

Zhang Ma stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at the situation in the living room with dissatisfaction. When she heard the old lady shouting, she quickly responded.

"All right!"