Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

Chapter 702: It's All Garbage

She frowned, seeing her casual but confident expression made her hate it from the bottom of her heart.

Naturally, Lin Feifei didn't like it either, so she crossed her chest and walked to the sofa and sat down, crossed her legs, and looked at her with a sneer.

"How is it, Sister Fanxing, I heard that you also participated in the International Perfumery Contest, how many points did you score? Where did you rank? Do you have a plan?"

The seven aunts and eight women in the room all looked towards this place.

"I don't need to say how many points, as for the number..."

She raised her eyes, glanced at Shen Fanxing, and then said calmly: "Of course there is something wrong in my heart."

"laugh!"

Lin Feifei snorted coldly, "So what if you have a score? This time you are representing Zhiqin, and you are completely opposite to Su's! Sister Qianrou's result this time may be the champion, no matter how high your ranking is , so what? Sister Fanxing...Admit it, you lost again! Lost to Qianrou again!"

Lin Feifei's last sentence was squeezed out almost word by word.

It's like this every time, she seems to be more willing to watch her jokes than Shen Qianrou.

The corners of Shen Fanxing's lips became more and more curved, and he drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

Then he just said casually, "Who knows?"

Lin Feifei's teeth were softened by her indifference to life and death.

Every time he didn't hit a hard wall with her, he just punched cotton like this.

"I really want to see how embarrassed you were at that time! I hope you will be as calm as you are now!"

"Feifei, stop talking..."

Shen Qianrou suddenly spoke at this time, her voice was soft, timid and ingratiating

"Sister, I'm sorry to talk about this topic."

Shen Fanxing raised his eyes to look at the few people present, his eyes full of contempt and disgust were not hidden.

She sneered, leaned over and picked up the kettle and poured herself another glass of water.

"What's there to apologize for? Isn't that why you asked me to come here?"

Shen Qianrou's face froze slightly, "Sister, what are you talking about...I...I really didn't want to say this..."

"That's right, Fanxing, it wasn't Qianrou who mentioned this just now, but you don't have to feel ashamed, after all, the result of a competition is not an absolute thing, this year won't work, the next one will just continue to work hard... ..."

Cai Jingyi said at the right time, her words were already biased towards Shen Qianrou.

"Well, I also think it's nothing. Winning or losing is a common matter in military affairs. If you lose, you lose. If you lose by your own ability, that's also your own ability. But even if you lose, it's not your own things and ability. That's terrible. It's really... no different from making a fool of yourself, right?"

As she spoke, she looked at Cai Jingyi, but she looked at Shen Qianrou from the corner of her eye.

Shen Qianrou's face changed slightly, but in just a moment, she regained her confidence and indifference.

Shen Fanxing narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Shen Qianrou for two seconds, then raised his eyebrows, and turned his gaze elsewhere.

Several people didn't know what Shen Fanxing meant, and they didn't know how to talk to each other.

"What are you talking about?"

At the top of the stairs, Su Heng walked down with a few older men, his voice was low and warm, his figure was tall and slender, and he was handsome enough to drive women crazy.

When walking down the high stairs slowly, there is really a kind of noble and gentle temperament displayed.

After all, Shen Fanxing wasn't just a casual man.

It was not unreasonable to accept Su Heng easily back then.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle... Brother Heng..."

Shen Qianrou stepped forward and called him a sensible name, and finally walked towards Su Heng shyly.

Su Heng was very satisfied with Shen Qianrou's sensibility and well-behaved, and smiled gently at her, letting her take his arm.

"Hey, look, the man is really handsome, the woman is beautiful, it's a perfect match, I'm so envious."

"Yeah, it's really eye-catching. I didn't praise myself as my nephew. Mrs. Shen, Mrs. Shen, it's also your luck to find a man like Su Heng as your son-in-law!"

Jiang Rongrong laughed sincerely, and nodded again and again, "It's my Shen family's blessing. This is Qianrou's deep blessing, and she found such a good son-in-law for our Shen family."

Through the crowd, Shen Qianrou found Shen Fanxing again, but found that her attention was not here at all.

At this moment, Shen Fanxing was playing with the phone in his hand with his head down.

Bao Jingchuan: [Where is the cesspit? ]

Shen Fanxing: [? ? What cesspit? ]

Bao Jingchuan: [The pregnant woman said you went to the cesspit. ]

Shen Fanxing saw Bao Jingchuan's words for real, and couldn't help but smile.

There are not even ten words, which is really full of slots.

Shen Fanxing: [The Su family. ]

Bao Jingchuan: [? ]

Shen Fanxing: [Su Heng's house. ]

Bao Jingchuan didn't reply after that.

Shen Fanxing didn't pay attention, and then saw the news about Aite in the "noble scum" group.

I clicked in and took a look, and saw that there was a "group call" prompt under the group name.

Shen Fanxing didn't have many friends before. Apart from his colleagues and clients in his daily work, as well as the company's official group, there were not many friends in the V letter.

Apart from knowing that it is a communication tool, others are not very familiar with it.

She vaguely understood the nature of this "group call", so she clicked in out of curiosity.

Immediately, Yin Ruijue's irritable and frantic voice came from the phone.

"Nimma, I didn't wake up until now, I'm a birthday boy, why did you let me sleep in the box."

With a roar, Shen Fanxing almost dropped his phone to the ground.

Everyone in the room looked in her direction.

There are different expressions on their faces, but there is no lack of shock.

"Did your mother give birth to you? How long will it take to give birth to you? Your birthday will be over after twelve o'clock! I'm sorry for not letting you sleep on the street!"

"Hey Wucao, I have a headache that is about to explode!"

Shen Fanxing also felt a little embarrassed, picked up the phone and wanted to quit the call.

But Shen Qianrou's voice rang out, "Sister, those people just now were..."

"friend."

Shen Fanxing found that the phone had lost the sound.

"Friends? Birds of a feather really flock together and people are divided into groups. Listen to what those people said just now, running the train with their mouths full of words, it's really low! But ah, it's rare, you actually made friends."

Shen Fanxing's face suddenly turned cold, and his voice also turned tens of degrees colder.

"Lin Feifei, there is a limit to the yin and yang. I personally don't bother to talk to you, but don't push too hard. They are low, what kind of thing are you?"

"you……"

Lin Feifei suddenly stood up from the sofa, "You...Shen Fanxing, I think you came here on purpose to find fault, right? Just say what happened to their Low? Am I wrong? What serious person can you get? To be friends?! They are all rubbish!"

[How about asking for a monthly pass? 】

[Sure enough, I'm not wrong, there are indeed people with less complaints in the comment area? you……】

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