“In short, I don’t agree with bringing her into the Bo family. I’ll leave it at that. You can make the decision yourself! Lai Rong, go back to your room.”

Shen Fanxing stood on the stairs for a long time, her hand on the railing. She watched the two fights quietly as Lairong pushed the old lady away. Her expression was emotionless.

The old master raised his head and looked in their direction. His gaze swept past Shen Fanxing and Bo Jinchuan.

“Tell me! What should we do about this?!”

Bo Jinchuan stepped forward and held Shen Fanxing’s hand before returning upstairs.

She didn’t say a word.

However, his gaze was as cold as ice.

The old man swayed in anger.

Bo Jinchuan’s silence was more unacceptable than anything he had said.

Without respect or support for him, indifference was more lethal than rebuttal.

Because he didn’t know what he was thinking, he had to guess his dissatisfaction with him from more aspects. Then, in every aspect, it was a form of resistance against him.

Only Old Master Bo and Bo Yuelin were left in the living room. Mother Chen waited on them. Looking at Old Master Bo’s expression, she asked carefully,

“Master, is Miss Sichun still coming? If she is, I can make preparations.”

“…”

“Master, actually, Old Madam has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. After all, she has watched Miss Sichun grow up. Although she said she doesn’t agree, she can’t possibly chase Miss Sichun out, right? Old Madam doesn’t mean what she says.”

Madam Chen was biased towards Yuan Sichun. The last time she saw Miss Sichun crying so sadly, she couldn’t bear it.

If he acted first and reported later, wouldn’t his family be helpless?

“Perhaps Miss Sichun did something wrong, but she only likes our Young Master. Anyone would lose their rationality when it comes to relationships. Actually, if Young Master treated her better and explained the situation clearly, I don’t think Miss Sichun would take things too hard…”

“Alright, stop talking!”

Old Master interrupted Madam Chen impatiently with a dark expression. Madam Chen pursed her lips and didn’t continue.

She looked up at Bo Yuelin before turning to leave.

Bo Yuelin sat there in silence for a while before saying,

“What Aunt Chen said makes sense. Sichun is still young. She might have made a mistake, but we can’t not forgive her for the rest of her life. More importantly, we have to give the Yuan family an explanation.”

Upon hearing that he had to give the Yuan family an explanation, Old Master Bo’s face darkened.

–

Even when they had dinner together that night, not a single word was mentioned.

However, the expressions of the few of them were not good and they did not speak much. The atmosphere in the restaurant was a little solemn.

The wound on Shen Fanxing’s body was soft because of the pain from the throw. After applying painkillers, she didn’t feel too uncomfortable.

However, Bo Jinchuan refused to let her go. He even planned to accompany her at home. After she rejected him, she let him be.

Since she was in the wrong, she had to listen to the man obediently.

After dinner, the two of them were about to return to their room when Lai Rong stopped Shen Fanxing at the staircase. With a gentle smile, she said, “Clean up the clothes in the room.”

Puzzled, Shen Fanxing asked, “What’s wrong?”

Lai Rong sighed softly and smiled helplessly at Bo Jinchuan.

Bo Jinchuan pulled Shen Fanxing into his embrace and led her upstairs.

“What’s wrong? Why did you suddenly pack your clothes?”

“It’s fine even if I don’t clean up.”

Shen Fanxing still didn’t know what was going on. The next morning, when Shen Fanxing came downstairs, she saw Yuan Sichun leaning against the sofa in the living room. Her usually exquisite face was devoid of makeup and her pale face was sickly.

Old Master was sitting on the main seat of the sofa, looking at Yuan Sichun and asking about her well-being.

Madam Chen carefully stuffed a few pillows into Yuan Sichun’s back and side, afraid that she would accidentally touch something.

The smile on his face made Shen Fanxing think of a lackey.

Yuan Sichun, who was sitting on the sofa and being taken care of, looked up at her with a cold smile.

She raised her hand and Mother Chen placed a plate of fruits beside her.

Knowing that she had put a piece of apple into her mouth and chewed it, he smiled and called her “Sister-in-law”.

The old man turned to look at her. When he saw her expressionless face, he couldn’t help but frown.

Shen Fanxing walked down the stairs and stood in front of Yuan Sichun, staring at her coldly.

“Are you sure you want to call me sister-in-law?”

Yuan Sichun’s face stiffened and she looked awkward and aggrieved.

Seeing this, Madam Chen hurriedly said,

“Miss Sichun, you’re calling her too early. Miss Shen and Young Master aren’t even engaged…”

Upon hearing that, Yuan Sichun looked up at her and smiled. “That’s true. Miss Shen, sorry to disturb you for a long time.”

Shen Fanxing was silent for half a second before she sneered. Although she had guessed correctly, she still said,

“If I were you, I would hug my head and cry. When I see the other party, I would want to find a hole to hide in. Miss Yuan is really capable. She has refreshed my understanding of your face.”

The smile on Yuan Sichun’s face faded, but she didn’t flare up at Shen Fanxing. Instead, she faced the Old Master with an aggrieved expression.

“Grandpa, I think I should go back first. I knew Sister-in-law would be unhappy if I came here.”

“Since you know, why are you still here? Are you trying to create trouble for me?”

Shen Fanxing didn’t back down and her words were merciless.

“Enough! There’s no end to it!”

The old man said in a low voice, “You also know that the injuries on Sichun’s body were caused by you! She has already taken the initiative to express her goodwill to you. When will you stop being so tense?!”

These words were obviously directed at Shen Fanxing.

Shen Fanxing’s eyes flickered. Seeing the smugness in Yuan Sichun’s eyes, she said coldly,

“It’s never over. I hit her because she deserves it! It’s not my fault.”

“You…”

“Auntie Zhang, breakfast isn’t ready yet?”

Just as the old man was about to fly into a rage again, the old lady’s cold voice sounded from behind.

Auntie Zhang stood at the kitchen door and looked at the situation in the living room unhappily. When she heard the old lady’s shout, she hurriedly responded.

“It’s done!”