Instincts told Shen Fanxing that something was amiss and she turned to grab his hand.
"Don't interfere in the affair between Shen Qianrou and I. There is more to settle between us than this. I'll get it settled myself."
Bo Jinchuan turned around, his gaze fixated on her for long before he uttered,
"Alright, you can handle it yourself. But I can't promise that I won't interfere. You can go ahead and do whatever you want. I'll be your support if you end up in hot soup."
Shen Fanxing bit her lips and lowered her head. In a light tone, she asked,
"Go ahead and do whatever I want? What if you realise I'm not as kind as you imagined?"
Bo Jinchuan smiled. He sauntered towards her and bent down, his eyes as dark as the night.
In a deep voice, his lips gracefully parted.
"My woman need not be so kind."
Something flashed across Shen Fanxing's eyes.
Need not be so kind…
Previously, she had always acted with Su Heng's interests in mind, tolerating matters so as not to bring trouble to him.
Yet, her cautiousness had only resulted in the outcome of betrayal.
As a woman, she had never felt the solicitude from Su Heng.
Today, this man…
He would be her support if she ended up in hot soup.
Need not be so kind…
He could always target the most vulnerable part of her accurately!
At that instant, there was a knock on the door, halting the flow of emotions in Shen Fanxing's heart.
Snapping herself back into reality, she brushed her hair habitually and released Bo Jinchuan's hand.
"I'll open the door."
Bo Jinchuan followed behind, not intending to stay for long.
The moment the door opened, the strong aroma of onion gushed into their faces.
Shen Fanxing frowned instantly, surprised when she saw the person standing outside.
"Secretary Yu… Why are you crying… so badly?!"
Yu Song's eyes were red and slightly swollen, his tears free-falling.
It had been said that women were made of water, but at that moment, Shen Fanxing felt that Yu Song was made of water too.
Yu Song was chagrined as he had never received such a task before in the years he had worked for Master.
"Thank you for your concern, Ms Shen. I have only… chopped up 30 pounds of onions."
"Why do you chop up onions all of a sudden?"
asked an astounded Shen Fanxing. Did he want to eat onion rolls?
He could have just bought it!
Not to mention it was thirty pounds!
"Haha…" Yu Song gave a dry laugh. He wanted to know why he was made to chop thirty pounds of onions too!
"Hold on, I'll get you a clean towel to put on your eyes." Since he had encountered this, she had to give him a hand.
Yet, just as she finished speaking, Bo Jinchuan's cool voice sounded from behind.
"Alright, it's past lunchtime. You should go and rest. He's fine."
Yu Song thought, "I'm not fine, I'm of course not fine. My eyes are nearly burnt from the onions."
Without waiting for Shen Fanxing to act, Bo Jinchuan's arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her to a side. Then, his slender body stepped out of the unit.
"Haiz…"
Shen Fanxing wanted to say something, but the two men did not delay in leaving. Yu Song could only nod politely towards her before leaving with swollen and teary eyes.
"…"
Even though Shen Fanxing felt it was a little ridiculous, she figured that it was not her business.
After closing the door, the room was plunged into coolness once again.
Shen Fanxing could not help but sneeze.
Even though that man was not very chatty, why did the room feel so empty without him?
While the TV was still turned on, it was long switched into another channel.
She turned off the TV and her phone rang before she had even recovered from the coolness in her heart.