bestfiction Chapter 213 Why is Miss Shen back again?
Chapter 213 Why is Miss Shen back again?
"Heh, heh heh." Bo Junxing chuckled. "Shen Feiwan, you've only ever played with me, haven't you?"
"..." Toying with someone? Shen Feiwan was stunned for a moment, unsure how to answer.
After a moment, she looked at Bo Junxing and asked him, "So that's how you see it? That I was just playing with you?"
Bo Junxing said self-deprecatingly, "Otherwise what?"
Shen Feiwan frowned slightly. "I don't know either. But you're the person involved, so I think your feelings are probably right. If you say so, then it is."
But in fact, from the moment she approached him to the moment she took the initiative to invite him this time, she never intended to play with him.
Her primary concern was her own interests, so she felt that the word 'exploit' would be more appropriate.
But perhaps her exploitation was just 'manipulation' to the person involved, so she didn't refute it.
She was initially concerned about Bo Junxing's reaction, because she didn't want to make an enemy of him.
It was precisely because she didn't want to make an enemy of him that she invited him here and took him to see Lin Zhiyuan.
But who knew he would drug her and bring her here?
In fact, things have developed to this point, and it seems there's no need to make peace anymore. We should just avoid each other in the future.
Shen Feiwan sighed inwardly and, in front of Bo Junxing, took out some clothes that suited her from the wardrobe and put them on.
After getting dressed, she turned to look at Bo Junxing and said seriously, "I think the feud between us is irreconcilable, so it's best if we never see each other again."
Bo Junxing didn't speak, but just stared at her coldly, his gaze seeming to pierce her.
Shen Feiwan ignored his gaze, quickly gathered her things, and left the bedroom.
Although she had found her phone, there was no internet and the signal was very weak, so she still couldn't pinpoint her location. She had to leave and find a place with a good signal and some people.
As I went downstairs and pushed open the front door, a blizzard hit me.
A cold wind, carrying fine snowflakes, lashed Shen Feiwan's face, and the sudden chill instantly sobered her up.
She stood at the door, a thought flashing through her mind—she couldn't just leave like this.
Bo Junxing now knows about the existence of another Shen Feiwan. If he goes back and investigates relentlessly, discovering that she is a member of Eagle, and even harbors resentment and exposes it all to the public... then her and Chen Youen's situation will be unimaginable.
Shen Feiwan frowned and couldn't help but click her tongue.
She raised her hand and slapped her forehead, muttering to herself, "How could I have forgotten this? I almost got myself killed."
Thinking of this, she quickly closed the door to keep out the wind and snow, then turned and went back into the room.
When she pushed open the bedroom door, Bo Junxing was leaning against the headboard, trying to break free from the restraints on his wrists.
Hearing the door open, he turned around abruptly, his eyes filled with vigilance.
However, when he saw that the person who came in was Shen Feiwan, his tense expression instantly relaxed, replaced by a mocking smile.
He smiled slightly, his voice low and husky, "Why is Miss Shen back again? Haven't you had enough yet? Do you want me to investigate you some more thoroughly?"
Shen Feiwan rolled her eyes speechlessly, crossed her arms, and leaned against the door frame. "Do you want to see what kind of state you're in right now? Still spouting threats? Believe me or not, I'll deal with you again."
Upon hearing this, Bo Junxing stopped what he was doing.
He looked up at Shen Feiwan, his eyes deep and calm. "Now that you're back, you must still have something to ask of me."
Shen Feiwan snorted coldly, her mouth still stubborn, but her behavior already revealed a hint of compromise.
She sat back down on the edge of the bed, took a few tissues from the bedside table, and carefully cleaned up the mess on Bo Junxing's lower abdomen and thighs.
Her movements weren't gentle; her fingertips occasionally brushed against his skin, carrying a hint of coolness.
Each wipe caused Bo Junxing, who was particularly sensitive at that moment, to tremble slightly.
He held back, his gaze fixed on her face, but just as he opened his mouth to say something, Shen Feiwan immediately covered his mouth with a tissue.
Her movements were swift and decisive, her eyes carrying a hint of warning, "Don't speak. I know you can't say anything nice right now."
She just forgot that she had used that tissue to wipe him...
The tissue still had a peculiar smell.
Bo Junxing's brows furrowed instantly, and his face darkened. "Take it away, thank you."
Shen Feiwan was taken aback for a moment, then gave an awkward laugh and quickly withdrew her hand. "Oh, sorry, I forgot!"
She tried to explain, "I'm just helping you clean up. You helped me before, right? I didn't mean anything by it, it's just returning the favor."
Bo Junxing looked at her coldly, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
He knew her too well; she was a silver-tongued woman who could turn black into white.
His brows furrowed even more. "Just say what you have to say, stop beating around the bush."
"How could it be useless? You feel much more comfortable after I cleaned it for you." Shen Feiwan crumpled the used tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
Then he clapped his hands and said, "How about this, I'll let you go. In return, you just need to listen to my story about Lin Zhiyuan and the other Shen Feiwan, okay?"
Bo Junxing's eyes flickered slightly, but his expression remained indifferent.
He didn't answer immediately, but looked at her quietly, as if weighing the truth or falsehood of her words.
Seeing that he did not object, Shen Feiwan reached out to untie the ribbon on his wrist.
Bo Junxing glanced at her movements, a cold smile playing on his lips. "If you really untie me, aren't you afraid I'll tie you up again?"
Shen Feiwan paused slightly, her fingertips resting on the knot of the ribbon. She looked down at him and said, "That kind of drama is just too boring. If we keep going on like this, when will it ever end? Actually, you're not that kind of person, are you?"
She paused, then continued, "I consider myself to know you quite well. I know I'm not a good person, but you have principles and a bottom line. Even though I treated you like that before, you never secretly tried to kill me. Apart from drugging me this time, you've been quite upright in other matters. Even during those absurd three days and three nights in the past, you didn't really hurt me."
Upon hearing this, Bo Junxing sneered, "Ha, so you knew too. How could you be so heartless as to toy with and manipulate someone like this?"
Shen Feiwan did not answer immediately, but continued to help him untie the rope.
She deftly untied the knot in the ribbon with her fingertips and said calmly, "You're just being stubborn. I've told you so many times, didn't I already tell you the truth not long after I married you? I married you with an ulterior motive, I was determined to use you, and you knew all of that."
“Enough,” Bo Junxing said, his brows furrowing deeply. “I don’t want to hear it.”
Shen Feiwan sighed, "You see, you know what's going on in your heart. This can't be entirely my fault."
“Heh,” Bo Junxing sneered, his eyes suddenly turning cold. “Shen Feiwan, do you think that as long as you downplay it, this matter can be wiped clean?”
Shen Feiwan finally untied the ribbon from Bo Junxing's hand and casually tossed it aside.
She looked at Bo Junxing, her expression complex. "I didn't think that way. I just felt that there was no need for things to escalate to the point of mutual destruction between us. I understand that you hate me. But what's done is done, and we have to move on, don't we?"
"Look ahead?" Bo Junxing's tone was tinged with mockery. "Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? You just want me to let you go. Do you think that's possible?"
He raised his freed hand and stroked Shen Feiwan's cheek.
His fingertips tightened, carrying a hint of pressure. "If you were in his shoes, would you let someone who treats you like this go?"
Shen Feiwan turned her head away, avoiding his touch, and stopped untying the knot on his other hand. "Okay, if I didn't fight back on this bed before, and didn't tie you up, then what are you planning to do? Tie me up for life, and then our feud will be over?"
She shook her head. "You're not that kind of person."
"Is that so? You think you know me well?" Bo Junxing's eyes suddenly darkened, his emotions churning like a whirlpool. "You've driven me to this point."
He gently pinched her chin with his fingers, forcing her to look up and meet his gaze. "I'll tie you up here and make you bear my children. That's what I want."
A cold glint flashed in Shen Feiwan's eyes as she shook off his hand. "That's impossible."
Bo Junxing sneered, his eyes growing even colder.
He untied the bindings on his other hand, rubbed the red marks on his wrist, and then suddenly pushed Shen Feiwan down onto the bed.
His movements were swift and powerful; before Shen Feiwan could react, he was firmly subdued.
He moved closer to Shen Feiwan, their noses almost touching. "If I can be ruthless enough, it's possible!"
Shen Feiwan's breath hitched slightly, then she let out a long sigh, a resolute glint in her eyes. "You insist on fighting to the death, don't you? If it were you, you wouldn't want to be tied to a bed for the rest of your life, would you?"
Before he could finish speaking, a sharp fruit knife was already pressed against Bo Junxing's throat.
The blade gleamed coldly in the sunlight, reflecting her icy gaze. "I found it in the kitchen. I tested it; it's very sharp."
With a slight pressure of her fingers, the blade pressed firmly against Bo Junxing's skin. "This place is deserted, unlike back home. There aren't even any security cameras around. Even if I kill you, no one will find out."
Bo Junxing's eyes narrowed slightly, then he smiled.
His laughter carried a hint of disdain, as if the knife were nothing more than a toy. "Then will you kill me?"
Shen Feiwan raised an eyebrow. "Of course I don't want to. I still have great respect for life."
"Then don't do things you'll regret."
Their eyes met in the air, as if in a silent contest, neither willing to back down.
Just as they were at a stalemate, a screeching sound of brakes suddenly came from outside the window.
Shen Feiwan frowned and questioned Bo Junxing in a low voice, "Was it your people who came?"