Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 80 - Everywhere In The Entire Manor Was Imposing!

Shen Fanxing stayed in the guest room arranged by Bo Jinchuan.

After a quick shower, she sat in the room as she took in the unfamiliar surroundings of the room. She heaved a sigh of relief.

She had never felt more at ease.

She wasn't used to relying on others, but being with Bo Jinchuan made her feel completely at ease.

Recalling the scene that she saw at the condominium today and the violent acts of those people, fear still lingered.

If Bo Jinchuan hadn't insisted on sending her home tonight and got Yu Song to drive her car, other than her car being destroyed, she might end up badly injured too.

Luckily, Bo Jinchuan was with her…

After taking a deep breath, she climbed into the comfort of the bed before diving underneath the blanket.

Too much had happened today and it had drained all her energy.

…

In the study room at the other side of the mansion, Bo Jinchuan sat on a massive chair with a gloom swirling in his eyes.

"Keep pressuring them until they break. Since they've chosen to sacrifice everything for that woman, I want to see how tough they are!"

His voice was particularly low and the apparent viciousness in his tone made Yu Song's heart skip a beat. He replied hurriedly and respectfully,

"Yes, Master."

…

The next morning, the twittering of birds woke Shen Fanxing up from her deep sleep.

Opening her eyes slowly, she was momentarily surprised by the unfamiliar room. Moments later, she recovered herself.

She cast the blanket aside and got out of bed. When she pulled the blinds away, the scenery outside made her gasp in surprise.

Because of the darkness of the night, she couldn't get a good look at her surroundings.

The green fields within a radius of a few miles were neat and tidy. There were a few white cemented paths that weaved in the middle of the fields. The surrounding forests were lush and green. A man-made river circled the entire manor.

The manor was beautiful and imposing and it was filled with an indescribable elegance.

She couldn't help but admire the impeccable wisdom and artistic style of the designers and craftsmen who designed the manor.

Actually what she had seen was just a section of the manor.

How rich must a person be, to be able to build a house that was comparable to the Suzhou Classical Gardens?

She was quite eager to take a walk and explore the place.

Turning around, she went into the bathroom to wash up. After she was done,she strode out of the room.

When she got downstairs, the living room was silent as the servants were busy cleaning and tidying the rooms. There were hardly any sounds heard.

Noticing Shen Fanxing's presence, all of them stopped what they were doing and nodded respectfully at her.

The head of the servants was a middle-aged woman with flat eyebrows. There wasn't any expression on her face.

"Ms Shen, you're awake."

Shen Fanxing nodded her head lightly, her voice low and husky.

"Yeah, good morning."

Surprise flashed across Aunt Zhang's calm eyes and her tensed face relaxed a little.

"Ms Shen, please have breakfast."

Aunt Zhang replied politely, and the few servants who were busy in the living room left silently.

For no reason, Shen Fanxing had a strange feeling.

In this day and age, even though affluent families would hire servants, the formalities were no longer as formal or rigid as they used to be.

Yet, the servants here were all cautious and acted submissively.

Was Bo Jinchuan that scary?

Breakfast was ready long ago and was served in the dining room.

"Where's Bo Jinchuan?"

Shouldn't he eat breakfast too?

"Master has gone to work. He instructed that I should bring you around the manor after breakfast."

"Okay," said Shen Fanxing as she nodded slowly. Looking at the exquisite-looking breakfast, she bent down and sat.

After breakfast, Aunt Zhang led her out.

The mixed scent of fresh soil, lush grass and spring brought about a refreshing feeling. Shen Fanxing felt invigorated instantly.

She thought quietly to herself that Bo Jinchuan was indeed a man who wouldn't mistreat himself.

Building a manor like this in a city like Ping Cheng was practically paradise on Earth.

Stepping personally on the ground and viewing the scenery felt even more wonderful than what she had seen from the bedroom.

In contrast to Shen Fanxing's current state of contentment, Shen Qianrou was far from feeling that.