Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 395 Let's see who is playing to death

The    room was obviously cleaned, and facing this room where I slept for nearly 20 years, there are too many memories in it.

  In every corner, there has been his own figure...

   She remembers...

   looked suddenly startled, she shook her head and put away her somewhat dazed expression.

   She doesn't remember anything about this place.

   Taking a deep breath, she turned around and walked to a small study in the bedroom. It was rare for her things to not be thrown away.

   opened the drawer, his eyes flashed, and sure enough, the things from that year are still there.

   took out the things left here, and on the sheets of A4 white paper, densely written the perfume formula of each of her fragrances.

The fonts above    are still very delicate and immature, and even some of the spice formulas above are still immature.

   But some are really good.

   These are the things she thought she was the best at that time.

   She can clearly remember the excitement she felt when she wrote them word by word with a pen.

   turned to the end, her eyes stayed on a certain incense stick, and her eyes gradually moved with the font on the paper.

   finally smiled sarcastically and slowly sat down on the chair.

   She never imagined that her product before the age of 20 would actually make Shen Qianrou win the fourth place in the International Fragrance Competition, becoming the so-called first domestic perfumer in the eyes of many people.

Ah……

  Shen Qianrou, Shen Qianrou, you want me to be ashamed and thrown into the world!

  Then let's see, who is playing and who will die...

   Looking for the white paper again, Shen Fanxing thought for a while, then crouched on the table, and rewritten these incense recipes that she had designed.

After copying down the last incense prescription, she once again spread out a piece of white paper, sat in a chair and stared at the paper for a moment, her brain was running fast, and there was a chill between her soft eyebrows. , looks very focused...

   Those manuscripts are actually incomplete. At the age of 20, the last incense recipe she studied was not in it...-

   Before going to bed, Yang Liwei brought a glass of milk and knocked on Shen Qianrou's room.

  Shen Qianrou was standing by the window at the moment, holding her chest with both hands, frowning tightly, not knowing what she was thinking.

   Yang Liwei walked up to her and handed her warm milk.

   "Qianrou, you haven't eaten much for dinner, what's wrong?"

   Shen Qianrou's face was not good-looking, she took the milk and put it to her mouth, but didn't drink it.

   "Qianrou, what's the matter with you? Did Shen Fanxing come back to live and make you feel bad?"

Shen Qianrou squeezed the glass tightly, "Mom, don't you think it's strange? She never liked going back to Shen's house! Why now, without any warning, she suddenly decided to go home and live? Sister, she... yes Isn't there a purpose?"

   Having said that, Yang Liwei's face is also difficult to look at.

"What purpose can she have? Didn't you listen to her? Before severing the relationship, you have to divide the family property! Hmph, she thinks very well! I know every day that I will embarrass the Shen family. Even the company suffered with her, and now she is still thinking about the family's property!"

   Hearing Yang Liwei say this, Shen Qianrou felt a little more at ease.

   "Don't she already own 15% of Lan Yun's shares? What else is there to fight for? This house? Impossible, grandma couldn't agree to give it to her!"

   Yang Liwei nodded, "So, with your grandma here, we don't have to be afraid of her."

   Shen Qianrou nodded thoughtfully and sat beside the bed.

   "Where's my sister?"

   Yang Liwei didn't want to mention her appearance, and her tone was full of disdain.

"I went into the room after eating, and I haven't come out yet. It's someone who hasn't experienced the storm. I guess she's busy with the domestic audition. She's a person who wants to compare with you and enter France. Fragrance competition? Oh, she's really not afraid of being embarrassed!"

   (end of this chapter)