flstandardbreds Chapter 154 Please persuade your son
Chapter 154 Please persuade your son
After Bo Junxing's car disappeared from sight, Shen Feiwan turned and went upstairs.
The breakfast on the table was still warm. She had just sat down to enjoy it when her phone rang.
When I picked up the phone, I saw that it was an old man from the Bo family calling.
Shen Feiwan answered the phone without hesitation, "Good morning, Chairman Bo."
On the other end of the phone, Old Master Bo chuckled, "You don't even call me 'Dad' anymore, that's good."
"Didn't you already disown me as your daughter-in-law?" Shen Feiwan picked up the soy milk on the table and took a small sip. "I wonder what brings you calling me so early?"
The old man's tone turned cold, carrying a hint of authority, "Has Bo Junxing been with you these past few days?"
"I suppose so," Shen Feiwan put down her soy milk, tapped her fingertips lightly on the table, and said in a light tone, "But if you need him to come home, you should call him yourself. He's not with me right now."
The old man replied, "I didn't call to see him, I called to see you. Are you free today? Come over."
Shen Feiwan's fingertips paused for a moment, her eyes turning slightly cold. "Is it about Xu Ruoqing? If so, then there's no room for discussion."
"Is it now harder than climbing to heaven to see you?" The old man's tone was somewhat displeased. "Whether there is any room for negotiation or not, we need to sit down and discuss it before we can know."
Shen Feiwan remained silent for a moment.
Her gaze fell on the undelivered divorce agreement on the table, her fingertips lightly tracing the paper. She changed her words, "Alright, I also have something to tell you."
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Upon returning to the Bo family home, Shen Feiwan noticed a change in the atmosphere as soon as she stepped through the gate.
When the servants saw her, their eyes darted around and they hurriedly lowered their heads to avoid her, not even calling her "Second Madam" anymore.
Even Zhang Sao, who was usually the most talkative, looked less warm and more deliberately distant. "The chairman is waiting for you in the tea room. Please come with me."
Sensing all this, a look of understanding flashed across Shen Feiwan's eyes—all these changes were merely a reflection of the old man's attitude.
Inside the tea room, the air was filled with the fragrance of sandalwood and the aroma of tea.
The old man sat upright in a rosewood chair, holding a celadon teacup in his hand. His expression was solemn, and a sense of authority was faintly revealed between his brows.
Hearing footsteps, he looked up at the door, his gaze sharp as a knife, piercing straight at Shen Feiwan.
Her arrival seemed to lower the temperature in the tea room even further.
"Sit." The old man spoke, his voice low and cold, carrying an unquestionable command.
Shen Feiwan smiled slightly, walked calmly to the tea table, and sat down gracefully.
She looked up and met the old man's gaze, her eyes showing neither fear nor anger, only a calm indifference.
She gently smoothed out the wrinkles in her clothes before speaking, "Should you speak first, or should I?"
Upon hearing this, the old man's brows furrowed sharply. He looked at Shen Feiwan with piercing eyes and said, "So, this is your true attitude. Your previous obedience and understanding were all an act."
Shen Feiwan did not respond immediately, but instead reached out and poured herself a cup of tea.
The tea was clear and steaming. She lowered her head to smell the aroma, then looked up with a faint smile in her eyes. "Chairman Bo, I still respect you very much. After all, you are not my enemy."
“However, if you insist on making things difficult for me regarding Xu Ruoqing,” Shen Feiwan’s tone shifted, becoming somewhat cold, “then we will be on opposing sides.”
Upon hearing this, the old man's lips curled into a mocking smile, his tone laced with disdain: "You're still young and impetuous. I'd like to hear what you can do to me."
Shen Feiwan put down her teacup, her eyes sharp. "It's simple. Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose."
The old man gave her a cold look, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly spoke, "I want to ask you, were the reporters from a while ago arranged by you?"
"In a hurry?" Shen Feiwan paused for a moment, her tone tinged with surprise. "I didn't know that. Is it because of Xu Ruoqing's case? For me, everything is going very smoothly right now, and I don't need to go that far yet."
"Alright!" In fact, the old man had long known that the reporter's matter had nothing to do with Shen Feiwan; this was just a way for him to save face. "Let's leave it at that. Let the law handle it. However, there is no place for you in this family."
He paused, his gaze falling on Shen Feiwan's abdomen, his voice carrying a hint of meaning, "I called you here today to discuss the child in your belly."
"A child?" Shen Feiwan smiled. "Then there's no need to discuss it. Actually, I'm not pregnant at all."
"What did you say?" The old man's eyes suddenly sharpened. "You're not pregnant! So..."
He quickly figured out the intricacies of the situation: "So, in this matter, you and my son conspired to deceive me."
He narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife. "It seems you do have some skill, managing to completely manipulate Bo Junxing."
Shen Feiwan raised an eyebrow slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips, her tone tinged with nonchalance.
"Chairman, you flatter me. My relationship with your son was nothing more than a matter of mutual benefit. When you first tried to get rid of me, I hadn't yet found my mother's killer, so I couldn't leave and had no choice but to lie to you."
“Bo Junxing thought divorce and remarriage were too much trouble, so he helped me tell this lie. Actually, I think it’s a good thing. You see, now you don’t have to worry about the child in my belly.”
"Fine, what a fake pregnancy!" The old man's face was so dark it was almost dripping with water, but he still managed to restrain himself from venting his anger. "What a cunning girl! I never thought I could misjudge someone like that."
Shen Feiwan lowered her head slightly, her tone casual, "It's my fault. I'm sorry, I lied to you."
After she finished speaking, she took out two divorce agreements from her bag and gently placed them on the table in front of the old man.
"This is the divorce agreement I drafted, and I've already signed it, but Bo Junxing refuses to sign it. Could you please talk to him about it? He listens to you the most."
After saying that, she glanced at the old man's ashen face and said in a flat tone, "If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."
The old man turned his head away, refusing to look at her, and said, "Get out."
Shen Feiwan raised an eyebrow, turned around and walked towards the door.
Her hand had just touched the doorknob when she suddenly stopped, turned back to the old man and said, "Oh, by the way, Chairman, could you please also tell your eldest son's family not to waste their energy doing things that are detrimental to themselves and the Bo family for the sake of Xu Ruoqing?"
After saying her last words, she pushed open the door and walked out without looking back.