Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 1558 - Disgusting Passion
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Chapter 1558: Disgusting Passion

“If it wasn’t for that b*tch Shen Fanxing, how could our Yuan Corporation have fallen to the point of having to raise funds publicly? Sichun, why did you have to invite her? I’m annoyed just by looking at her!”

Yuan Sichun smiled and looked in Shen Fanxing’s direction.

Her smiling face gradually turned cold.

Shen Fanxing leaned against the chair leisurely with one elbow on the arm of the chair. The back of her hand supported her face as she looked at the increasing numbers on the screen.

That smile was an eyesore to Yuan Sichun.

She didn’t feel anything when she saw that the Yuan Corporation had successfully secured an investment?

No, it should be. Why was she so happy?

Even if she was pretending, it had already been so long. Why was she still pretending?

She didn’t relax even for a second?

She didn’t believe that she would be happy when she saw how unstoppable the Yuan Corporation was.

She closed her eyes forcefully. After a long while, she opened them again with a sarcastic smile.

‘I think so.’

She was pretending.

She knew that she wanted to see her in dire straits. That was why she had been trying her best not to let her succeed.

At the thought of this, Yuan Sichun smiled and steered the wheelchair towards Shen Fanxing.

Shen Fanxing caught a glimpse of her from the corner of her eye and her lips twitched imperceptibly. She picked up the thermos and poured herself a glass of water.

Yuan Sichun walked up to Shen Fanxing.

“Have you never thought of investing? Don’t worry, since I’ve invited you today, I won’t reject your investment.”

Shen Fanxing lowered her head and blew on the water calmly.

“Let’s see how it goes. If the funds are more or less raised, there’s naturally no need for me to appear. Moreover, you won’t reject my investment, and you don’t have the right to, right?”

Yuan Sichun chuckled and said, “You really have the intention to invest? I didn’t expect my Yuan Corporation’s project to be so outstanding… So outstanding that CEO Shen, who has always been proud and arrogant and doesn’t care about anyone, is eager to give it a try.”

Yuan Sichun’s words were clearly heard by the guests sitting in the front row.

Upon hearing that CEO Shen of Stars International was interested in this project and that Bo Jinchuan, who was silent and tried his best to keep a low profile, had a strong presence that couldn’t be ignored,

He must have approved of CEO Shen’s decision.

With that thought in mind, they became even more determined to invest.

The few of them immediately raised the price.

“I’ve said it before, Miss Yuan. This is indeed a good project. No businessman would sit back and do nothing when there’s money to be made.”

Shen Fanxing knew what Yuan Sichun was thinking. She took a sip of the hot water and raised an eyebrow in satisfaction. She was living quite comfortably.

She was neither fast nor slow, neither anxious nor relaxed. She was also nonchalant. Everything disgusted Yuan Sichun.

Gritting her teeth, she couldn’t see Shen Fanxing’s ugly expression. She was on the verge of losing control of her emotions.

“Shen Fanxing, how long are you going to pretend? Do you dare to say that you don’t feel anything when you see the Yuan Corporation raising so many investments?”

Shen Fanxing nodded and replied, “Of course I’m happy.”

“Hehe.” Yuan Sichun sneered. “You really know how to pretend. Happy? What right do you have to be happy?”

Shen Fanxing glanced at Yuan Sichun before putting down the cup. She leaned forward and inched closer to her.

“Shouldn’t I be happy? Miss Yuan, you used your shares to exchange for 30 billion yuan. If you don’t have enough shares, how are you going to secure your position as the heir of the company? If Mu Chun wants to compete with her, what can you use to compete with her? On the surface, it sounds nice. You’re indeed the heir of the Yuan family, but you don’t have much power. As long as someone wants to mess with you, they will definitely succeed. Why do you think I’m unhappy?”

A ferocious look flashed across Yuan Sichun’s face. When she turned around and saw Wen Xuchen sitting beside Yuan Muchun, she suddenly laughed.

“You don’t have to worry about that. Anyway, the Yuan Corporation isn’t yours.”

Hearing this, Shen Fanxing grinned at Yuan Sichun before leaning back in her chair.

Even though she went up personally to provoke her, she didn’t manage to see the look of anticipation on her face. In the end, Yuan Sichun returned to the corner.

Yuan Zhengchong looked at her disapprovingly and said, “You should restrain yourself. Everyone wants to see you and Shen Fanxing as a joke, yet you still took the initiative to approach her. Aren’t you afraid that others will gossip about you?”

Yuan Sichun didn’t respond to Yuan Zhengchong’s words. Instead, she said,

“Dad, since Mr. Wen is interested in Sichun, why don’t we discuss their marriage later?”

Yuan Zhengchong frowned. “Why are you suddenly talking about this?”

“Because I only have 5% of the shares, because my status in the company is threatened, and because I want to consolidate my position. Why do you think I suddenly mentioned this?!”

Yuan Sichun had obviously lost her patience.

She had wanted to provoke Shen Fanxing just now, but it was obvious that she had succeeded.

She was right. The most important thing now was the shares.

“Sichun, how can you talk to your father like that?” Ye Zhiqing pushed Yuan Sichun and was extremely unhappy with her sudden change in tone.

Yuan Sichun closed her eyes and bit her lips. “I’m sorry, I was just a little anxious…”

Yuan Zhengchong didn’t mind and glanced at Wen Xuchen and Yuan Muchun. “What does their marriage have to do with your shares?”

Yuan Sichun smiled and stared at Wen Xuchen and Yuan Muchun with a gloomy expression.

“Dad, do you want to marry Muran to someone else for nothing?”

Yuan Zhengchong was stunned for a moment before he reacted.

“You mean…”

Yuan Sichun snorted and the gloominess in her eyes dissipated. There was a hint of ruthlessness and smugness.

“There’s no free lunch in this world…”

Ye Zhiqing wasn’t stupid, and she was best at such things.

Their annoying gazes made Wen Xuchen puzzled. He looked up and saw Yuan Zhengchong nodding at him naturally.

Frowning slightly, he turned to look at Yuan Muchun, whose cheeks were puffed up like a pufferfish. A faint smile flashed across his eyes.

Raising an eyebrow, he said, “Your father, stepmother, and sister seem to be looking at me too enthusiastically. Do you know what they’re thinking?”

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