Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

  Chapter 80 Wedding in a Dream

  Although Bo Jingchuan was driving straight ahead, he still noticed Shen Fanxing's expression.

"how?"

   "Didn't you say you want to pursue me? My business, as long as you investigate a little, you should know a lot."

  Shen Fanxing turned to look at him.

   The city of Pingcheng is brightly lit at night, and the changeable color light flows from his perfectly angular face with the movement of the car. The bridge of the nose is high and the eyebrows are like distant mountains.

   There was silence in the carriage, only the sound of Shu Youyang's piano was still floating, serving as the background.

   Just when Shen Fanxing thought he wouldn't answer and was about to turn his head to look out of the car window, Bo Jingchuan's low voice slowly rang out——

   "Do you want me to investigate you?"

  Shen Fanxing turned to look at him, looking a little surprised.

   "I think this is a very disrespectful move towards you. Or... I would rather you tell me personally one day than to know about you from someone else's mouth."

   His voice was too low, although his voice was calm, but it sounded a little gentle.

  Shen Fanxing's clear eyes flickered slightly, and finally turned his head to the side of the car window, his eyes were as light as fog, and his expression was silent.

   "My mother is a very elegant woman, and she has high requirements for me since I was a child. I have been involved in Chinese calligraphy and painting, dance, and music."

"The Shen family is from a good family, but I only started learning the piano when I was fifteen years old, and it should be considered that I know how to play, but I have only learned it for less than three years, and I am not very accomplished in this area. I like it very much. Only later..."

  Shen Fanxing rested her elbows on the edge of the window glass, she bit her bent middle knuckles lightly, and her voice gradually stopped.

   The other hand on his lap was clenched into a fist, trembling slightly.

   "After going abroad... In order to allow myself to survive, the piano was put on hold."

  Bo Jingchuan listened quietly, with a calm expression on his face, and the neon outside the window was printed in his dark eyes, which was full of brilliance, but even more unfathomable.

   He didn't ignore the blunt transition in her sentence, nor the trembling in her voice.

  If you don’t want to say it, don’t say it.

   But he didn't pierce.

   He could feel that if she continued, her emotions tonight might burst.

   If she is willing to show weakness in front of her, it is okay, but now it is obvious that she will not.

   At most, she just hides in her own world and feels sad.

   "Have a chance to play it for me."

  Shen Fanxing retracted his arm, took a deep breath, and turned to look at him with his lips hooked.

   "Okay, what do you want to hear?"

   "Dream Wedding."

   "..." Shen Fanxing's expression froze slightly.

  The atmosphere suddenly jumped back from the depression just now, just because Bo Jingchuan made a flirtatious joke.

  The car passed through the urban area and gradually turned into the community. Bo Jingchuan followed Yu Song's speed in front of him and gradually slowed down.

   Downstairs in Shen Fanxing's apartment, a few people who seemed to be taking a walk gathered little by little after seeing Yu Song's car stop and rushed up.

   "This is the car, let's smash it!"

   Yu Song was alert that the situation was wrong, and there was a loud bang from the trunk of the car, followed by a continuous sound.

  Bo Jingchuan suddenly stepped on the brakes.

   He squinted at the chaos in front of him, there was no trace of warmth on his handsome face with sharp edges and corners, and a cold air gradually condensed between his brows.

   As if even the air had turned into fine ice.

   (end of this chapter)