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Shen Fanxing's eyes darkened. She had just dodged Yuan Sichun's madness when Bo Jinchuan pulled her into his embrace. A crisp slap sounded.

Yuan Sichun screamed and fell into the crowd of reporters.

The reporters subconsciously retreated. However, after seeing the disheveled Yuan Sichun, they surrounded her again and started taking photos of her frantically!

Bo Jinchuan held Shen Fanxing tightly in his arms. Without even looking at Yuan Sichun, he left the Bo Consortium with Shen Fanxing under the protection of his bodyguards.

Shen Fanxing heaved a sigh of relief when they reached the car.

Turning her head to look out of the car window, she saw a dense crowd of reporters.

One could imagine how pathetic Yuan Sichun looked now.

However, she had only herself to blame.

Her chin was pulled back. "What are you looking at?"

Shen Fanxing frowned and glanced at Bo Jinchuan coldly.

"Don't touch me. You smell really bad."