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Chapter 38: Is Mr. Bo Courting Brother Wu?
Translator: Ashley_Choi
“Are you not up for it?” Shen Wu tilted her head, her beautiful eyes filled with a hint of provocation.
Bo Qichen’s eyes gradually became deep, he hooked his lips and slowly approached Shen Wu.
Shen Wu cautiously sized up Bo Qichen, watching him get closer, their breaths intertwining. Bo Qichen lightly uttered a flirtatious line, “Do you think I’m incapable?”
As soon as those words left her mouth, Shen Wu felt that something was off.
“Well, we won’t know if I’m capable until we try, right?” Bo Qichen continued to flirt sneakily.
Shen Wu’s face, which is usually calm and collected, couldn’t help but darken for a moment. She furrowed her brows, suppressing the emotions stirring inside her.
The atmosphere in the private room became ambiguous and oppressive. Shen Wu punched Bo Qichen’s chest and pushed him away.
Bo Qichen pretended to be in pain as he covered his chest with his palm and fell onto the back of the sofa. He looked at Shen Wu with a hurt expression and whispered, “Hiss ~”
“If you don’t want to try, then don’t. Why did you hit me?”
Bo Qichen’s tone sounded a little pitiful, but when he looked into Shen Wu’s eyes, they were filled with ambiguity and possessiveness.
Looking deeper, there was a hint of playfulness and indulgence in his eyes.
Shen Wu’s gaze moved away from him, feeling a bit flustered. Bo Qichen’s gaze was like an abyss, making it too easy for people to accidentally fall into it.
He was an expert in flirting.
Shen Wu pushed all the wine bottles to the center of the table and opened them all without a word.
She glanced at Bo Qichen and a faint smile flickered in her eyes. Shen Wu opened the bottles with a clean, elegant style that was not inferior to a man’s.
Bo Qichen narrowed his eyes and cautiously observed Shen Wu, thinking that she was beautiful.
As he observed her, Bo Qichen realized that Shen Wu’s appearance was not one of obedience, but rather one of offensive beauty. Her presence was flamboyant and eye-catching, with an extremely beautiful high-class face that could not be forgotten at a glance.
When he first saw her, she was dressed in black and exuded a cold aura. However, now that she was dressed in white, despite her still somewhat aloof appearance, the smug look on her face was quite cute.
Bo Qichen propped his chin and quietly sized up Shen Wu, taking note of her every move. As he calmly glanced at the wine that Shen Wu had opened, he couldn’t help but feel like he had already guessed what this little girl was planning to do.
Until all the wine bottles on the table were opened, Shen Wu clapped her hands and called out, “Jiang Jue!”
Jiang Jue pushed the door open and came in. He smiled at Shen Wu and said, “Yes?”
Jiang Jue couldn’t help but take a closer look at Bo Qichen.
The corners of Shen Wu’s mouth curled up slightly and her prideful eyes narrowed. She looked at Bo Qichen and smiled, “This gentleman will foot the bill.”
As Bo Qichen looked at Shen Wu, he couldn’t recall how many times he had seen her smile. What he knew was that every time she did, it gave off a distinct impression.
Shen Wu put her hands in her pockets and left without looking back.
Jiang Jue looked at Bo Qichen silently.
Bo Qichen’s lips curled up as he watched the little girl’s departing figure with interest. He could not help shaking his head and thinking she was being childish.
Bo Qichen raised his eyebrows and handed Jiang Jue a black card with his slender and good-looking fingers. “Swiped the card.”
Jiang Jue took the card but hesitated to swipe it. Instead, he asked with a gossipy expression, “Mr. Bo, you and Brother Wu?”
“Brother Wu?” Bo Qichen looked up, confused.
“Yeah, she’s brother Wu!” Jiang Jue clarified.
Bo Qichen suddenly seemed to understand something and smiled faintly, leaving Jiang Jue puzzled.
“Mr. Bo, you… don’t tell me you’re wooing Brother Wu?” Jiang Jue asked in surprise.
Bo Qichen stood up, his face expressionless. He looked into Jiang Jue’s eyes and curled his lips. “Can’t I?”