Chapter 169 Miss Me?

When he heard Cai Jingyi say this, Su Bingyou frowned in displeasure.

"Does this also believe in this kind of thing?"

"I would rather believe what it is than not believe what it is not! This is what the abbot of Lingmi Temple said personally, and all these words have come true... Feng is hidden in the forest, there is a nest and it is difficult to return, and there are many mishaps, and the villain is acting as a puppet. Speaking of Qianrou, she is obviously the daughter of the Shen family, but she grew up outside the home. What she has experienced over the years, no matter how big or small, is not a catastrophe, and Fanxing is obviously the villain...

The most important thing is this 'come from behind'. Wasn't Qian Rou taken back to the Shen family later?

Born with a phoenix life and rich fortune, how much glory will Qianrou bring to the Su family in the future? Have you thought about it? "

"..." Su Bingyou squinted silently, but said nothing.

Thinking about it carefully, what my wife said seems to make sense.

As a businessman, as the most vulgar businessman, more or less will believe these things.

Just like the Shen family is also convinced of this!

And at this time, I never mentioned it again, didn't even think about it—

Back then, the Su family almost went bankrupt, so who would support their Su family little by little without asking for anything in return...

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Shen Fanxing returned to the Imperial Palace and sat on the sofa with a tired look.

She controlled herself not to think about every face she had seen today, every word she had heard, but this is often the case with people.

The more you want to escape, the more disgusted you feel, but it can always easily affect your mood and emotions.

She sighed, put her hand to her eyebrows, and the room was quiet.

I really don't know what evil she has done in her past life, or what she owes them!

Get together to collect debts from her!

After a while, she suddenly raised her head, with a bit of coldness in her star eyes.

She turned to take out the cell phone in her bag, dug out the phone book, and made a call.

The phone was connected within a few seconds, and Shen Fanxing's voice rang indifferently:

"What happened to the thing I asked you to check before? ... Well, send it to me now!"

Not long after Shen Fanxing hung up the phone, the phone rang again.

Seeing the jumping mobile phone screen, Shen Fanxing's tense and indifferent face flashed a hint of softness.

She raised her finger and tapped the screen.

Bo Jingchuan's handsome face was clearly displayed on the small mobile phone screen.

"You haven't rested yet?"

Shen Fanxing raised the corner of her lips, shrunk her knees on the sofa, and looked at him with a smile.

Bo Jingchuan stared at her face for a while, and then a low and noble voice sounded slowly:

"Did something happen?"

Shen Fanxing paused, "What?"

Bo Jingchuan also leaned on the sofa, his dark eyes staring at her tightly.

"You don't look very happy."

The slightly stunned expression gradually became a layer of warm light, Shen Fanxing smiled and shook his head, his voice was soft and gentle:

"It's nothing. The work has been adjusted recently, and I am adapting."

Bo Jingchuan curled his lips as if to smile, but tilted his head slightly, leaned over and picked up the water glass on the table, put it on his lips and took a sip.

The dark light in the black eyes that was not easy to be noticed was hidden.

He just said softly:

"Don't push yourself too hard."

Shen Fanxing nodded, "I know!" She paused, looked at him, and asked again:

"How about you, is your work going well?"

"fine."

"Then when are you coming back?"

Bo Jingchuan was holding the water glass, and a warm smile overflowed from the depths of those ink-like eyes, which gradually filled his already beautiful face.

"Miss me?"

Shen Fanxing stared at his face, a little dazed.

The eyebrows are like ink paintings, elegant and elegant.