Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

on previously…”

Yu Song said in an implicit manner.

In fact, it was more than disreputable, she was basically notorious.

However, before he got any more verification on this matter, he should not comment on it further.

Bo Jinchuan remained silent, his eyes—ones which reflected wisdom—squinted.

Noticing the situation, Yu Song hurriedly said in a respectful tone, “Master, do you want me to investigate the matter?”

“No need.”

Bo Jinchuan pulled back his hand from the table and said calmly,

“I’ve said before that I have absolute trust in her.
To investigate now would be bashing my own credibility.”

2

“But not all rumours are untrue…”

Yu Song could not help but say as he did not expect Master to lose his rationality over a woman.

Bo Jinchuan stood up and walked to the window side, his slender body slightly angled.
Looking at the car which was gradually slowing down, his lips turned upwards.

“As long as I want to believe, even the unreal ones can become real.”

3

His deep voice held neither warmth nor anger, but Yu Song could identify the unmistakable touch of willful self-centeredness and madness.

2

Surprise overtook him.
Even though he had seen this side of Master, it was always during an important business conference where he could overturn the situation in the midst of adversities.

This was this confidence and ability that subdued many.

However, that was only in the aspect of a business.

He had never seen Master showing this side of him due to a woman.

Yet, it was also because of this sentence that Shen Fanxing’s status was elevated to being half of Yu Song’s Master in his heart.

The reason was simple, he had always believed that—

As long as Master wanted it, he would get it.

Since she was going to be his Mistress eventually, there was no need for him to dwell too much on this aspect.

2

“Go down and tell the store manager that the shop will be closed for today.”

5

“Yes!”