Don’t Make Trouble, Mr. Bo!

   Chapter 402 Love?

   "Love? Is there any meaning here?"

  Shen Qianrou said with a light smile, "Actually, it's very simple. It means that the other party only loves me. I believe that every beautiful and lovely woman in us wants the man he loves to love only her."

"Wow, it just sounds great, ah, by the way, Miss Shen Qianrou, I heard that after this fragrance competition, will your marriage with Master Su be put on the agenda? Then this 'love' 'Is there your expectation for Young Master Su in it?"

   Shen Qianrou had a shy smile on her face, "Of course I hope he can understand."

   "Don't worry, Miss Qianrou, we will definitely find a way for Master Su to hear your words."

"thanks."

After   , the reporter focused on Shen Fanxing. Obviously, the enthusiasm was not as high as Shen Qianrou.

   And when Shen Fanxing heard the word "love" in Shen Qianrou's mouth, a cold light flashed in her eyes, and then there was a burst of sarcasm.

   Let the other party fall in love only for her?

   is ironic!

   "Miss Shen Fanxing, I heard... you moved back to the Shen family recently?"

   A reporter suddenly asked strangely, his expression full of contempt.

   As soon as his question came out, everyone raised their spirits and looked at her.

   Shen Fanxing's eyes narrowed slightly, but a deep meaning flashed in the bottom of his eyes.

   She turned her head and glanced at Shen Qianrou, sneering in her heart, "No one knows about my return to Shen's house, how did you know?"

  The reporter laughed twice, "I'm a reporter. So, do you admit that you moved back to the Shen family?"

  Shen Fanxing nodded, "There is nothing that cannot be admitted."

   "It is said that you threatened to cut off the relationship at the Lan Yun anniversary party before, why did you suddenly decide to move back in this time?"

   "No why."

  “…”

   Seeing Shen Fanxing's attitude, the reporter sneered again, "Are you ready for this competition? Do you have the confidence to win?"

   "It's done, have confidence."

   There is no grand-sounding like Shen Qianrou said, and now Shen Fanxing doesn't want to talk nonsense any more.

   She knew that the reporter's purpose was achieved, and Shen Qianrou's purpose was also achieved.

"Okay, now please leave the non-competitors. The competition in our fragrance area will start soon. The following is ten minutes of preparation time. Please go to your competition booth and check the essentials you will use in the competition. Taste."

  The huge competition venue is very empty. At intervals, there is a table covered with white cloth, and each table has its own game number.

When Shen Fanxing was carrying his suitcase towards his booth, he was hit **** the shoulder, and the suitcase in his hand almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Shen Fanxing reacted quickly. With a hard hook with his fingers, he hooked the box back again.

  's eyes suddenly flashed gloomy and cold, she turned her head to look over, and a pompous woman looked at her with her chin raised.

   "What are you looking at?!" The woman was extraordinarily arrogant and rude.

   "You almost hit my suitcase on the ground, do you owe me an apology?"

   The woman snorted coldly, and glanced at Shen Fanxing with arrogant and contemptuous eyes.

   "What if you hit the ground? If you break it, you don't have to go on stage to be embarrassed!"

   (end of this chapter)