Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

The irony in Shen Fanxing's mouth was undisguised, and Jiang Rongrong's face suddenly sank again.

"This time, Qianrou was sensible and didn't publicize the fact that you pushed her into the sea!"

"About the matter between you and Su Heng, they naturally come together. They are in love with each other, and they are happy with each other. You can do it. Su Heng's heart is not on you. You should know this truth."

The coldness in Shen Fanxing's heart was deeper, and the coldness in her heart that she thought was numb for a long time still showed a faint pain.

She pushed Shen Qianrou into the sea?

Shen Qianrou and Su Heng fell in love with each other naturally?

Oh, how ridiculous!

A person is eccentric, it is really blind and terrible!

Shen Fanxing was too lazy to say one more word to them, she just saved some saliva and warmed her heart.

She just picked up the wooden spoon indifferently and took a mouthful of porridge calmly and gracefully.

Seeing Shen Fanxing's indifferent attitude, the faces of the three of them were already very ugly. Jiang Rongrong glanced at her and glanced at the cabinet in front of her.

He frowned slightly, and coldly dropped a sentence, "You rest." After a few words, he turned and left the ward.

Several people left the ward. In the hospital corridor, Jiang Rongrong stopped and said to Shen Defan and Yang Liwei behind her:

"Go and bring back a copy of Ruyixuan's porridge for Qianrou. She can't have it, but Qianrou doesn't have it. What do you think?!"

"Ruyi Xuan?"

Shen Defan and Yang Liwei were stunned, when did they send someone to Ruyixuan to buy porridge for Shen Fanxing?

Jiang Rongrong has always liked the contents of Ruyi Xuan, and sometimes it is not necessary to buy a portion of it when the servants go there early in the morning.

Shen Fanxing just ate Ruyi Xuan's porridge?

Who bought it?

Su Heng?

But he has been in Qianrou's ward just now?

Besides, even if he bought it, wouldn't it be only Shen Fanxing?

So, is it just her?

I won't treat myself badly, I'll enjoy it!

"I know Mom, I know that you always like the porridge in it, so let them bring back an extra portion."

Yang Liwei said meekly, making Jiang Rongrong's complexion a lot better.

"Let's go back."-

Ruyi Xuan, private room on the third floor.

Yu Song stood in front of Bo Jingchuan and returned to life.

By the way, he told Bo Jingchuan about his encounters with Jiang Rongrong, Shen Defan, and Yang Liwei.

In fact, some things about the Shen family are no longer a secret.

He just inquired a little, and suddenly came out a lot of rumors.

Bo Jingchuan sat alone in the main seat of the private room.

The light of the sun outside the window silently cut out the outline of his outstanding facial features.

He lowered his head slightly, Cen's thin lips were pursed lightly, and the corners of his lips were hooked with a faint arc.

His slender fingers rested on the heavy solid wood table, tapping on and off, and the precious and delicate silver cuffs gleamed in his movements.

"You mean she was isolated at home?" Qinggui's low voice sounded slowly, and there was a bit of coldness in it, which made Yu Song's body tensed involuntarily.

"It looks like this at the moment. Miss Shen's previous reputation doesn't seem to be very good..."

Yu Song said implicitly.

In fact, it is more than not good, it is simply notorious.

However, before the matter is certified, he will not disregard it.

Bo Jingchuan didn't speak, only a pair of wise eyes narrowed slightly.

Seeing this, Yu Song quickly retracted his jaw and said respectfully, "Sir, do you want me to investigate."

"No need."