Until now, she always retains the intention of withdrawing at any time.

The leather holster on the steering wheel was vividly marked by him with a few clear fingerprints.

The huge force of the palm and the holster made a "squeak" sound.

Bo Jingchuan finally rationally parked the car on the side of the road.

For a moment, there was a suffocating silence in the carriage.

In the same small space, Shen Fanxing could naturally easily detect the air gradually condensing on the man's body.

She was puzzled, but the expression on her face was indifferent.

Bo Jingchuan looked at her sideways, a little restless flame faintly jumped in his deep eyes, his eyebrows were deep and terrifying, and his breath was indifferent to the bones.

However, no matter what he was, Shen Fanxing was still unhurried, and looked at him quietly.

Just like the first time they met, they were different from ordinary women, indifferent and cold.

She looked at him, rightfully waiting for an answer.

She didn't even have the slightest nervousness.

No, just keep together.

Yes, just break up right away.

Bo Jingchuan suddenly thought of an extremely bland word that made him particularly disgusted-

Of little consequence.

Bo Jingchuan was angry and sneered angrily.

But he still endured his temper, with a hint of mockery in his indifference.

"Do you think that as the heir of the Bo Consortium, I will allow myself to have an illegitimate child outside?"

Shen Fanxing's eyes didn't have too many waves, he just nodded lightly, and then raised his eyebrows and smiled at him.

"That's good."

Bo Jingchuan's sudden and deep gaze fell on her face, and the bottom of her eyes was dark.

"Do you think that if you get it easily, it doesn't matter if you lose it?"

Shen Fanxing frowned slightly, looking at Bo Jingchuan for a long time, his eyes gradually darkened, and the corners of his mouth flashed with an indifferent and obscure arc.

She shook her head, looking through the front window at the car with its lights on, her face flushed with desolation.

"Isn't it true that the easier it is to get, the easier it is to lose?"

Shen Fanxing smiled and said:

"But nothing is easy to gain, so how can it be indifferent to lose? Or do you think that because you have experienced the taste of loss, you feel that every time I lose, it will not hurt? ”

Bo Jingchuan looked at her eyes intently, and his eyebrows and eyes gradually spread out.

"Then it depends on what?"

Shen Fanxing hooked his lips, "You're right. ”

What she doesn't care about, what she doesn't disdain, even if she loses it, it's not a big deal. It's like the Shen family, it's like Su Heng, it's like the skirt last time.

"It's rare to see you care so much about coming, so I asked one more question in passing, left and right is a question of yes or no, what are you angry about?"

Bo Jingchuan's eyes were rich and deep, "Is it that if I say a 'yes' word, you may have proposed to break up in this car today?" ”

Shen Fanxing's heart suddenly tightened, and a coldness gradually spread all over his body from under his feet.

The street lights in front of him were a little dim, and Shen Fanxing looked at the dim halo, and the car fell into a brief silence again.

It was probably a few seconds, or a few minutes, or a longer time, before Shen Fanxing took a deep breath and spoke again, his voice cold and indifferent:

"Naturally, yes."

The temperature in the air dropped to freezing in an instant.

Bo Jingchuan's deep eyebrows were full of intense aura, his dark eyes were raging with the cold wind and frost, and the momentum that suddenly emanated from his body was extremely sharp, and he was about to forcibly break through this small carriage and explode almost in the next second.