Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 163 Bihuang Entertainment Club

   "Miss, there is a dinner at home tonight, and the old lady will come to pick you up in person."

  The driver stood respectfully in front of her, leaning sideways to let him get in the car.

  Shen Fanxing looked up at the open car door, and could see someone sitting inside.

   is Jiang Rongrong.

   "I believe that Shen Qianrou should take into account what happened yesterday afternoon and what you reported. Family dinner has nothing to do with me."

   "I've come to pick you up in person, are you sure you want to continue to stalemate with me here?"

  Shen Fanxing was expressionless, "If you want to continue to enjoy the scenery here in the car, feel free."

After she finished speaking, she raised her foot and was about to leave, but Jiang Rongrong's voice rang out again: "This time the discussion is about the company's annual meeting. Your grandfather indicated that you want to participate. If you don't give my face, don't you think your grandfather wants to let you participate? Didn't you listen to what you said?"

  Shen Fanxing stopped, Jiang Rongrong saw her slack, and continued: "Your grandfather is here tonight."-

  Bihuang Entertainment Club.

   The veritable sales vault is the favorite place for businessmen and rich people.

  Shen Fanxing stood at the door and looked up at the splendid entertainment city, but there was an infinite chill in his heart.

   "Let's go."

  Jiang Rongrong got out of the car, walked to Shen Fanxing on crutches, said something in a deep voice, and then walked inside on her own.

  Shen Fanxing retracted her gaze, looked at Jiang Rongrong's back, which was not very tall, her eyes sank slightly, and she raised her heels behind her.

   When Jiang Rongrong was going up the steps, the crutches in her hand did not fall on the second step, and she was about to fall when her body was tilted.

  Shen Fanxing subconsciously took two quick steps, reached out to support her, and Jiang Rongrong leaned against Shen Fanxing's arms.

   She was obviously frightened, and her face turned pale for a moment.

   "Are you okay?"

  Shen Fanxing bent over to pick up her crutch and handed it to her.

   Jiang Rongrong stabilized her mind and looked up at her.

  Shen Fanxing turned his head ruthlessly, took her arm, and helped her up the steps.

After   , he quietly pulled his hand back.

   Jiang Rongrong glanced at her one more time, her shrewd eyes were dazed for a moment.

   Shen Fanxing is still indifferent and defensive.

Before   , she was not like this.

  I still vaguely remember when she was a child, she also wore an elegant and beautiful dress and smiled very cutely and sweetly.

   The small body was sitting in her arms, learning to peel oranges for the first time, and the fleshy pink tender little hands stuffed the peeled orange petals into her mouth.

   also happily sang pentatonic songs in front of her, twisted her little **** and danced out of shape.

   She was also at that time, and brought too much laughter to the family.

  Everyone can't wait to give her the best, she is like a little princess.

   But, the real princess of the Shen family is not her.

  's dazed eyes gradually became clear.

  Yeah, the real princess, not her.

   Jiang Rongrong sighed heavily and took Shen Fanxing to their reserved box.

But the moment I opened the box, I saw a few people sitting in the room, and the light that floated in Shen Fanxing's starry eyes gradually sank, like a stone frosted in the winter morning, hard and icy.

   Jiang Rongrong glanced at her beside her, "Go ahead and sit!"

  Shen Fanxing looked at her sideways, her voice cold, "Where's Grandpa?"

"Still not here!"

   (end of this chapter)