“I don’t lack anything else but a pistol.”

Bo Jinchuan sighed and said, “Fanxing, that’s not something you can play with.”

“I’m just collecting it. Do you think I’ll use it to kill people?”

“Then it’s used to kill people.” Bo Jinchuan’s voice was calm, but it was creepy.

Shen Fanxing nodded calmly and said, “Just in case.”

“What?” asked Bo Jinchuan with a frown.

Shen Fanxing took a sip of water and turned to look at Bo Jinchuan.

“Prepare a gun for me. If you betray me, I’ll kill you with it. If there’s another mistress, I’ll kill her too. How about that?”

Bo Jinchuan snorted. “Trying to provoke me?”

“A small portion.”

Bo Jinchuan took the cup from her and poured her another cup of water. He placed it aside and held her hand.

“You don’t trust me?”

“Do you trust yourself? If you do, you should give me the pistol without hesitation.”

Bo Jinchuan grabbed Shen Fanxing’s hand and bit her finger.

“Little fox, you have a sharp tongue.”

A faint smile appeared on Shen Fanxing’s face. “Are you giving it to me?”

Bo Jinchuan kissed her fingers before placing her hand in his and squeezing it gently.

“I’ll give it to you when we get back to Ping City.”

Shen Fanxing raised an eyebrow and asked, “Ping Cheng? Are you trying to coax me?”

Could Ping Cheng compare to Hong Kong?

In the inland, how could guns be so easily obtained?

“Comfort you? Well… if you say that, I have to consider if you can handle it.”

“Yes?”

Shen Fanxing was puzzled for a moment before she understood what he meant. She pursed her lips.

–

In the afternoon, there were more and more people at home. The playful or working juniors had all arrived. It wasn’t long before dinner.

It was rare for the house to be lively, but the old man was old after all. He couldn’t take the trouble, so he returned to his room.

Shen Fanxing chatted with Bo Jinchuan for a while before she fell asleep.

The servant took the opportunity to report, “Young Master, Old Master wants you to look for him in the study.”

Bo Jinchuan’s eyes darkened as he glanced at Shen Fanxing, who was sleeping soundly.

“Watch carefully.”

“Yes, Young Master, don’t worry.”

Bo Jinchuan left without another word.

She entered Old Master’s study through the back door. Bo Jinghang was sitting on the sofa with a tablet in his hand. He was playing games.

The old master sat on the chair behind the desk with his walking stick, waiting for someone with a serious expression.

When she saw him enter, she pursed her lips.

“Did you remember what I asked Jinghang to say yesterday?”

His cold and tall figure sat on the sofa. His thin lips were pursed tightly and his handsome face was cold.

The answer was obvious.

Bo Jinhang stopped what he was doing, but his hand didn’t leave the screen. His dark eyes were fixed on Bo Jinchuan’s expression and actions.

“Jingchuan!”

His cold attitude made the old man shout angrily.

“Impossible. This matter won’t pass so easily.”

“Sichun was exposed in public last night, and your fiancée didn’t give her any face at all. Forget it if you give her some face in front of so many people.”

Bo Jinchuan’s face was terrifyingly cold. “Why should I save her face? If Fanxing doesn’t have the chance to prove her innocence, she will be the one who will be embarrassed. It will be me and the Bo family. Has she ever thought of saving others’ face?”

Old Master Bo’s chest heaved in anger. “That’s because she likes you!”

“That’s why this is between me and her. No one is to interfere!” Bo Jinchuan said sternly. There was no room for negotiation.

“She’s a girl. At most, she only likes you! I’ve already told her that it’s not easy to enter the Bo family. Even if she does, it won’t be as easy as she imagined! Since you’ve chosen her to be with you, she should learn to bear with such things in the future. Do you want to settle scores for her?!”

“Of course. She likes me, but she schemed against Fanxing. All of this happened because of me. You want me to turn this matter around easily? Impossible.”

“You…” The old man glared at him and panted for a while. His eyes were red. After a long while, he gradually calmed down and took a deep breath.

“Your mother is famous for her temper. She can’t tolerate a single grain of sand in her eyes. If anyone offends her, she won’t even give face to the emperor! Can’t you tell that she doesn’t like the Yuan family?!”

“…”

“It’s because I didn’t agree to her marriage with your father back then. After getting married, she stole your father away from me several times! Don’t think that she’s pretending to be noble and elegant in front of me!

She pretended in front of me and in this industry!

Why? In her heart, the Bo family’s reputation was nothing. She only cared about her father’s reputation!

Didn’t your father know that she had sacrificed so much? Didn’t he know how many times he could be abducted? Your father loved her dearly. Did he not know how to cherish the fairer sex or did he not know how to feel sorry for her? It was none of those. He just couldn’t bear to deny the fact that your mother had sacrificed and put in so much effort for him!

Why didn’t Fanxing ask you to settle it for her last night? Have you thought about how she wanted to give you face? If she likes you, don’t deny what she’s willing to do for you! That way, she will have a sense of need and feel that she can stand by your side confidently!”

Bo Jinchuan was in a daze. He knew very well that his grandfather was referring to Fanxing.

Every time she said this, it was like a seed that had taken root in her heart.

Seeing the change in Bo Jinchuan’s expression, Old Master Bo continued,

“Sichun is in the wrong. You can reprimand her, but don’t go overboard. Back then, I only wanted you or Jinghang to be a couple with Sichun and join forces with the Yuan family…”

Bo Jinghang tensed up instantly with a guarded expression.

Damn it, why did his brother drag him in?

Don’t f*cking put him and Yuan Sichun together.

“Grandpa, let me say this first. You can’t force a melon to be sweet. Yuan Sichun doesn’t like me. Of course, I can’t like her either. If the two of us are together, we won’t be happy.”

Old Master Bo glared at him and continued,

“…Now, I only hope that you won’t make things too ugly. My body doesn’t have a few years to live. You should know what your uncles are thinking. If you anger Sichun and let your uncles control her, how chaotic will the Bo family be? You better remember…”

At this point, the old man deliberately paused. His exquisite eyes swept across the two brothers’ faces and his tone was exceptionally deep.