Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

“You… you evil creature! Did I say something wrong? Who didn’t hear what those people said just now? Their words were dirty, and their words were vulgar. They gathered in such a place. If they aren’t shameless friends, what are they?!”

Shen Fanxing’s face turned cold. Before she could speak, she heard a shout coming from the entrance of the Su residence.

“Sister-in-law! I’m here to pick you up!”

Shen Fanxing’s eyebrows twitched. That familiar voice…

From afar, Shen Fanxing could see Yin Ruijue’s recognizable face sticking out of the car window as he waved at her.

“Who is it? Why are you shouting so late at night?”

“Why isn’t the door closed? How does the butler handle things?”

The few of them complained as they looked at the entrance.

Not long after, a blue Lamborghini sports car stopped at the entrance of the villa.

“Wow, it’s a limited edition Lamborghini. I saw it on the official website not long ago. Isn’t it not imported yet? It’s really handsome!”

Lin Feifei suddenly screamed and wanted to jump up and down.

At this moment, the door of the Lamborghini’s driver’s seat opened and Yin Ruijue appeared in front of everyone in a flashy blue suit. He was tall and slender, and his dashing good looks stunned everyone.

Lin Feifei was even more excited. ‘Young Master Yin?! Why are you here?”

“Young Master Yin?” Jiang Rongrong frowned. “He’s the young master of the Yin Family of Ping Cheng Real

Estate?”

“That’s right. Other than him, who else in Ping Cheng City dares to call themselves Young Master Yin?” Lin Feifei pressed her palms together and looked at Yin Ruijue with admiration.

Before Yin Rujjue could greet Shen Fanxing, he heard Lin Feifei’s familiar voice.

She turned around and walked towards Lin Feifei.

Lin Feifei was extremely excited. She stared at Yin Ruijue, who was getting closer and closer to her.

Finally, Yin Ruijue stopped beside her and stared at her for a long time.

“Young… Young Master Yin…” Lin Feifei was nervous and excited. When she got closer to Yin Ruijue’s face, there were no flaws at all.

Hearing Lin Feifei’s voice, Yin Ruijue frowned. “You called me trash?”

Lin Feifei was stunned. “No… No, why would I scold Young Master Yin?”

“I’ve heard praise the most in my life. I’ve rarely been scolded. I can’t have heard wrongly!”

“I… I didn’t…” Lin Feifei panicked.

Shen Qianrou suddenly understood something and her face darkened.

“Young Master Yin, did you recognize the wrong person? Feifei has been grounded at home these few days and hasn’t had the chance to see you. How could she scold you?”

Su Heng suddenly spoke and gave Lin Feifei a look to tell her to stand back.

Yin Ruijue frowned. “I heard everything over the phone!”

Phone call?

‘What call?’

None of them had forgotten about Shen Fanxing. They had never thought that Shen Fanxing would have anything to do with Young Master Yin!

Just as they were confused, there was another honk at the door.

Then, a few cars drove in slowly.

The silver Porsche stopped and Xu Han got out of the car casually.

The white Maserati stopped. Shang Qingmo, who was wearing a black Italian handmade suit, got out of the car. She looked cold and calm.

Following closely behind was a red Ferrari. Shang Qiqi was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt, looking youthful.

Next was a silver-gray Aston Martin. Lu Shaoqian was dressed in a striped suit, looking refined and noble.

In an instant, five limited edition luxury cars were parked in the huge courtyard. It was dazzling.

The five of them had extraordinary auras and were handsome. Of course, the most important thing was that they had noble statuses and could be considered to be from an upper-class family in Ping Cheng City.

Everyone present was puzzled. They had no idea when the evil wind had blown half of the dignitaries in Ping Cheng City over.

Su Bingyou walked to the front. Although he was facing a group of juniors, his voice was respectful and careful.

“I wonder why everyone is here? Why don’t we go inside?”

After Shang Qiqi got out of the car, her eyes darted around before landing on Shen Fanxing, who was standing at the entrance. Her face lit up and she ran to her side, holding her arm affectionately.

She called out sweetly, “Sister-in-law!”

Shen Fanxing’s lips twitched.

She could clearly sense the gazes behind her sweeping towards the back of her head.

Jiang Rongrong frowned and walked forward to size up Shang Qiqi. “Which girl is this? Who’s your sister-in-law? Who’s your brother?”

Jiang Rongrong’s face was dark and her voice was cold, as if she was interrogating a criminal.

Shang Qiqi frowned as she sized up the old lady who had suddenly appeared. Her voice was exactly the same as the one she had heard on the phone.

They had talked privately about Shen Fanxing’s relationship with the Su family and the Shen family. Although they didn’t know everything, they had a rough idea.

It was obvious that this old lady was Shen Fanxings biased grandmother.

He didn’t give her a good look. He pursed his lips and said, “Why should I tell you, old witch?”

“You…”

Shen Fanxing instinctively pulled Shang Qiqi to her side. Shang Qingmo followed closely and pulled her behind her.

His powerful aura made Jiang Rongrong unable to breathe. She narrowed her eyes and stared at Shang Qingmo for a while before her shrewd eyes flickered. “So it’s CEO Shang from Hua Chen TV. Nice to meet you!”

Shen Qianrou was shocked. Hua Chen was currently the television station with the highest viewership ratings. Not only was his television series innovative, but there were also various variety shows that had become the best in the country. Now, he had even established his own television website when the Internet was developed. It was an exclusive online drama and an exclusive online variety show. It was unique and novel and received a lot of attention.

Many celebrities wanted to enter Hua Chen’s variety show or hoped that their work could be broadcasted on Hua Chen’s television station.

On the other hand, he was also a tycoon in the television industry and someone who could not be offended.

Shang Qingmo glanced at Jiang Rongrong coldly and ignored her.

The girl behind him was pinching his waist ruthlessly. He was afraid that as long as he responded to the “old witch” this girl mentioned, she would probably pinch five bloody holes on his waist.

Jiang Rongrong was almost rejected and she felt awkward.

“Everyone, I’ve found the woman who called us trash.