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

"..." This woman is really decisive.

Bo Junxing turned his head to look at Shen Feiwan and said coldly, "That would be best."

Shen Feiwan smiled, picked up her watch from the carpet and glanced at it. "It's getting late, aren't you going to the company?"

Bo Junxing fastened his cufflinks. Very well, it was time to send him away.

He didn't say anything more, picked up his coat, and strode out of the room.

As soon as he stepped out, he saw Chen Youen coming this way.

After a good night's sleep, Chen Youen was completely sober. She quickly waved and greeted Bo Junxing, "Hi, good morning! Don't close the door, don't close the door, thank you!"

Bo Junxing glanced at Chen Youen and nodded expressionlessly, which was his response to her.

Once Bo Jun had walked a distance away, Chen Youen ran into the room.

Upon entering, one finds the room in complete disarray, with Shen Feiwan lying shirtless under the covers, playing on her phone.

Chen Youen chuckled and strode forward. "Looks like it was another big battle last night. Don't you think men are all heartless? I saw him leave with a long face. What's wrong? Was he still not satisfied even after such an intense battle last night?"

"Huh? No. He seemed to be having a good time."

Chen Youen grinned mischievously, "And what about you?"

"What do you think?" Shen Feiwan raised an eyebrow. "Don't I look radiant? Oh, by the way, let me play you a recording. Open your eyes wide and see what kind of rubbish that white moonlight of yours really is. Don't contact him again, understand?"

"Let me hear it..."

The Shen family is in a mess right now, and Shen Feiwan doesn't plan to get involved in the mess for the time being, so she's not in a hurry to leave.

On the other hand, Bo Jun arrived at his office slightly later than usual.

Just then, Song Yanzhou had some work-related matters to consult him about.

But when we met, he had a sour face.

Song Yanzhou was very curious, "What's wrong? Did you two not get along well last night?"

Bo Junxing didn't really want to talk about this right now. "Stop talking nonsense and get down to business."

Song Yanzhou plopped down on Bo Junxing's desk. "We can talk about serious matters anytime, but your personal matters don't happen every day. Don't you think about how much I care about you two? Last night you told me to leave without giving any reason. Did you think I would just step on the gas and leave?"

Bo Junxing: "...Then should I thank you?"

Song Yanzhou smiled. "So how was last night? Was a night of passion worth a thousand pieces of gold?"

"Is that all you have on your mind?"

"Ha, I knew it even if you didn't say it. You must have put in a lot of effort last night, which is why you were late today. When I first came up, you weren't even in the office, which is unprecedented for a workaholic like you."

"Tsk, look at the hickey on your Adam's apple, it's so obvious. It seems our president's wife is quite infatuated with you. Speaking of which, how can you be so heartless, not even thinking of sleeping with your wife a little longer?"

"I'm heartless?" Bo Junxing's expression finally showed a slight change.

Compared to that woman Shen Feiwan, he's nothing but heartless bastard.

She hadn't even put her pants on yet, and she already didn't recognize anyone.

However, he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore, and directly turned on his computer to ask about the progress of Song Yanzhou's related work.

Song Yanzhou had no desire to talk about work and continued Bo Junxing's words, "How can you not be heartless? Who was it that told me last time that it was just about physical needs? She was just with her drunk friend last night, and you had to go after her."

With a 'snap', Bo Junxing slammed the document in his hand shut. "Can't we even get the work done? If we don't get it done, we'll get it out."

"What's wrong? Are you angry because you're embarrassed? Do you feel even a little bit guilty towards them?"

Bo Junxing: "…………"

"By the way, isn't there a charity gala in a couple of days? Why don't you take her with you? Nothing makes a woman happier than publicly acknowledging her identity in front of everyone."

Bo Junxing: "Have you misunderstood something?"

"What did I misunderstand?"

Bo Junxing frowned, not wanting Song Yanzhou to know that his wife looked down on him.

"Okay, I'll ask her about it later."