Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Shen Feiwan decided to wait a month for the nanny, since there was no rush.

After that, she went to play chess with Old Master Bo.

She has won championships in international Go competitions.

She was good at losing, but also at winning with great difficulty, giving Mr. Bo enough face.

After a few games of chess, Old Master Bo was delighted by her.

"It's been a long time since I've had this much fun. Your older brother always flatters me, and he always deliberately loses when we play chess. As for your man, he has no patience and no talent in this area. By the way, where did he go? Why didn't he come back with you?"

The old man didn't want to cause himself any trouble, so he only remembered to ask about Bo Junxing's whereabouts when he was in a good mood.

While tidying up the chess pieces, Shen Feiwan replied, "His friend Song Yanzhou had something important to discuss with him, so he went off to attend to it."

"Oh?" The old man was slightly surprised. "He introduced you to his friends?"

"Not really," Shen Feiwan lied through her teeth, "I only heard the name once."

"Hmm," the old man nodded, "Not bad. But it's only the second day of your marriage, and he's already leaving you to go out for social engagements. Aren't you angry?"

"Don't be angry," Shen Feiwan said obediently. "He's successful in his career, so he naturally has a lot of social engagements, which I can understand. As long as I don't hold him back, that's fine. After all, I married up."

"Haha," the old man laughed contentedly, "With such a virtuous wife as you, how could he possibly hold him back?"

As the old man spoke, he became increasingly satisfied with the daughter-in-law he had chosen, even if her family background was a little less prestigious.

Seeing the old man's satisfied expression, Shen Feiwan smiled silently.

It's quite easy to gain favor with Mr. Bo.

The father-in-law and daughter-in-law played a few more games of chess.

Before we knew it, it was already dark.

But Bo Junxing has not returned yet.

The old man was about to have someone call him when he unexpectedly walked in.

Seeing the two playing chess, Bo Junxing naturally walked over to Shen Feiwan's side.

Shen Feiwan glanced at him, smiled, and pulled him to sit down on the armrest of the sofa chair.

"You're back? Is it cold outside? The weather is getting colder."

Bo Junxing glanced at the old man and saw that the old man was also looking at him, so he put one hand on Shen Feiwan's shoulder and pretended to be a loving couple with her.

"It's not cold, we're mostly indoors."

Shen Feiwan felt the warmth from the man's palm and chuckled. It seemed that Bo Junxing would only pretend to take the initiative in front of the old man.

Since that's the case, she doesn't intend to stay idle.

She turned to the side and naturally hugged Bo Junxing's other arm. "Dad is so good at chess, I'm about to be driven crazy by his attacks. Come and help me make a few moves."

She pressed Bo Junxing's arm against her chest; this intimate gesture made everyone think the young couple were deeply in love.

Bo Junxing knew she was doing it on purpose, but he couldn't do anything to her in front of the old man, so he withdrew his hand from her shoulder and pointed at her.

"Go down here."

"Huh?" Shen Feiwan turned and glanced at him. "Did you just point randomly?"

"of course not."

"Alright then, I'll do as you say."

The old man pursed his lips and asked Shen Feiwan, "Are you sure?"

“Yes,” Shen Feiwan nodded, “I’m sure.”

As a result, that one move led to an inevitable defeat.

Bo Junxing clearly made the decision blindly.

But the old man wasn't angry at all.

He felt that his daughter-in-law listened to her son, gave him face, and was a sensible person.

“Junxing’s chess skills are not good enough, which is why you lost. You’ll have to make him make it up to you later.”

“Dad,” Shen Feiwan interjected, “he listens to you, but you have to make him compensate me.”

The old man was amused and looked at Bo Junxing, saying, "Your wife's chess skills are no worse than mine, yet you caused her to lose. You should apologize to her."

Bo Junxing hummed in agreement.

He thought to himself that Shen Feiwan really did have some tricks up her sleeve.

Before she married into the family, the old man rarely joked like this, and he didn't even ask her where he had gone that afternoon after abandoning his wife.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze unwavering as he looked at Shen Feiwan. "What do you want?"

"Hmm..." Shen Feiwan thought for a moment, "I'd like you to spend more time with me, is that okay?"

"Heh~" Bo Junxing chuckled lightly, neither saying it was impossible nor that it was possible.

Old Master Bo was annoyed by his listless and lifeless appearance, and frowned as he asked, "You don't have any official business to attend to tonight, do you?"

"Have."

Old Master Bo is starting to show his true colors.

Shen Feiwan looked at him with amusement. How long could he keep up this excuse of being busy with official business every night?

"But you don't need to go out."

Old Master Bo's expression brightened slightly. "Alright, let's get ready to eat."

After speaking, Mr. Bo got up and left his seat.

Bo Junxing slowly withdrew his hands from Shen Feiwan's embrace.

Shen Feiwan gently pulled his slender hand, rubbing it little by little as he pulled his hand away, from his dry palm to his plump fingertips, gently massaging and tickling him.

Even her watery eyes, when she looked at Bo Junxing, seemed to be looking up at him.

But in her eyes, a restless desire to possess gleamed.

Bo Junxing withdrew his hand, frowned, and said coldly, "Go eat."

Okay, let's do it together!

"…………" Bo Junxing's brows furrowed even more, as if he had hit a soft cotton ball!

-

Dinner was eaten with the eldest son's family, and everyone behaved very properly.

After the meal, everyone went back to their own places.

Upon reaching the third floor, Bo Junxing didn't speak to Shen Feiwan and went directly to the study.

After taking a shower and putting on a face mask, Shen Feiwan found it all rather boring, so she decided to find a man to have some fun with.

She had a cup of hot milk brought up, and then immediately took it to knock on Bo Junxing's study door.

After knocking twice, she asked, "Would you like some hot milk? I'm coming in."

When I turned the doorknob, it was locked from the inside.

Bo Junxing doesn't usually lock the door.

But when he entered the study, he remembered the troublesome look in Shen Feiwan's eyes after she finished playing chess, so he locked the door.

Upon realizing that he had locked the door, Shen Feiwan was instantly amused and exasperated.

She turned around and left.

Back in her room, Shen Feiwan became increasingly resentful.

She used a skincare product as a stand to place her phone in front of the vanity mirror.

She then found Bo Junxing's WeChat and sent him a video call invitation.

Bo Junxing answered the call, his voice cold, "I don't drink milk."

But after saying it, there was no response.

He looked up and saw a vanity mirror on his phone screen, in which Shen Feiwan was taking off her pajamas.

The silk fabric was very smooth; with a pull, it slid down her fair and rounded shoulders.

Underneath the pajamas robe was a low-cut tank top of the same material, with very thin straps that looked as if they would break if pulled.

The neckline wasn't particularly low, but she had a large bust, which was partially concealed.

With each breath, her high breasts and the fabric rose and fell, gleaming softly under the light.

She used the rear camera of her phone, and while doing this, she was only focused on looking at herself in the mirror, as if she had completely forgotten that she was still on video.

Bo Junxing's breath hitched. This woman, was she faking it? It couldn't have been an accident.