Miss Shen ran away after finishing her meal, which angered her short-lived uncle to the point of res

Chapter 133 The Secret Room

Shen Feiwan raised an eyebrow, her tone sarcastic, "Then why did you come back? Don't you have any self-respect?"

Bo Junxing arranged the desserts one by one with composure and calmness, saying, "You don't need to deliberately provoke me."

Shen Feiwan sneered and crossed her arms, saying, "I won't eat these things."

Bo Junxing paused, put down the dessert box in his hand, then looked up and stared directly at Shen Feiwan with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

"Don't you think that you've lost yourself in the process of deliberately distancing yourself from me? Everything you're doing now is deliberate. The carefree and willful spirit you used to have is long gone."

Shen Feiwan was taken aback by his words.

But she quickly retorted, "Stop trying to manipulate me. I can do whatever I want to you. If you can't stand it, then don't."

“I didn’t say I couldn’t stand it.” Bo Junxing set out the desserts, got up and pulled out a chair for Shen Feiwan. “Sit down and have some. You don’t have to make yourself so tired just to get rid of me. Between us, things can actually be very simple.”

“Okay,” Shen Feiwan sat down, leaning back in her chair and lightly tapping the table with her fingertips. “Then I’ll keep it simple, but—”

She drawled out the last syllable, "Don't blame me for using you and then throwing you away."

"Hmm," Bo Junxing said calmly as he unpacked the strawberry mousse, "Go ahead and use it. It's my own fault for not being able to keep you."

“Great!” Shen Feiwan suddenly clapped her hands as the sound of clapping rang out. She tilted her head and looked at Bo Junxing. “As expected of you, President Bo, you’ve really broadened your horizons. I’d also like a freshly brewed cup of tea.”

"Okay, I'll go boil some water now. What kind of tea do you have at home?"

"The first shelf on the left-hand cabinet only has that one type."

"it is good."

After Bo Junxing boiled the water, Shen Feiwan had already eaten a little more than half of a cake. "Mr. Bo, could you please hand me a piece of paper?"

Bo Junxing pulled out a tissue and handed it to him, saying, "You're not my employee, so you don't need to call me President Bo."

"My pleasure."

"it is good."

“Hmm, I suddenly don’t want this flavor anymore. It would be a waste to throw it away. You can have it.” With that, Shen Feiwan pushed the cake in front of Bo Junxing.

Bo Junxing raised an eyebrow. "So now you're going to start tormenting me instead of giving me the silent treatment?"

Shen Feiwan feigned surprise, "Didn't you tell me to use yours as much as I wanted? What, are you regretting it so soon?"

"No regrets." Bo Junxing picked up the spoon that Shen Feiwan had just used and naturally scooped up a piece of cake and put it in his mouth.

Shen Feiwan stared at him for two seconds, then glanced at her phone and said, "My takeout will be here soon. Go get it for me in a bit."

"You ordered takeout, don't you have any ingredients at home?"

"You're just asking a question you already know the answer to. When did I start living here?"

"Then let's go to the supermarket together and buy some things to put in the refrigerator."

Shen Feiwan refused, saying, "I'm very tired after running, and I need to rest at noon. I don't want to go out."

"Then I'll go, you rest."

"up to you."

“Okay, you can sleep. But…” Bo Junxing looked at Shen Feiwan and said, “I still don’t know your door code. If I ring the doorbell when I come back from grocery shopping, it might disturb your rest.”

"You need a password?" Shen Feiwan laughed. "So you were waiting for me here."

Bo Junxing said earnestly, "I just don't want to bother you."

It would be strange if Shen Feiwan believed him.

However, this scoundrel is so persistent that we can't get rid of him no matter what we do. Rather than wasting our energy, we might as well grant his wish.

Anyway, she can change the password anytime.

After obtaining the password, Bo Junxing quickly left the house.

Not long after he left, Shen Feiwan received a call from him.

"What's wrong with you again?" Bo Junxing has called her more times in the past two days than in the previous two months combined.

Bo Chengyuan's voice quickly rang out, "The takeout you ordered has too much oil, it's unhealthy. Don't eat it, wait for me to come back and make it for you."

Shen Feiwan immediately understood, "You ran into my deliveryman?"

"Ah."

"You didn't throw away my takeout, did you?"

"No. I called you to get your opinion. I think you have a better option."

"What about the takeout I ordered?"

"To avoid waste, I suggest giving it to the delivery driver, and I'll reimburse you for it... If you don't object, I'll take that as your agreement."

After saying that, Bo Junxing paused symbolically for a moment, then unilaterally announced, "Okay, time's up. I'm going to buy groceries. Wait for me to come back and we'll cook together."

The call was then disconnected.

Holding her phone, Shen Feiwan grumbled, "Pretentious."

He didn't even ask for her opinion, yet he still made a special phone call to her.

Even though he consulted with others, he still made the decision on his own.

He'd better be able to eat what he makes soon, or he's doomed.

About half an hour later, the sound of the door opening came from the entrance hall.

Bo Junxing returned carrying two large plastic bags.

He glanced around the living room but didn't see Shen Feiwan.

But after a short while, Shen Feiwan came out of one of the rooms.

After she came out, she made a point of locking the door.

The house was neither too big nor too small, with a total of three rooms. Bo Junxing noticed that the room Shen Feiwan had just come out of was always locked, unlike the other two rooms, whose doors were always open.

There must be something very important to Shen Feiwan inside.

Bo Junxing's gaze lingered on the closed door for a moment before landing on Shen Feiwan's face.

"The supermarket is too big, it takes a long time to walk around, I hope I didn't keep you waiting for too long."

Shen Feiwan glanced at him and immediately noticed the sweat on his forehead, but she deliberately didn't take the things from his hands. Instead, she walked to the sofa and sat down.

He acted like an old man, saying, "If you come back 'faster' again, we can prepare dinner."

Bo Junxing chuckled upon hearing this, finding her feigned meanness rather endearing.

He didn't say anything, but silently walked into the kitchen and began to prepare the ingredients in an orderly manner.

His movements were skillful and efficient, and soon the kitchen was filled with an enticing aroma.

In just over twenty minutes, two bowls of noodles, with their tempting color and excellent appearance, were served on the table.

The two sat opposite each other and began to eat.

Bo Junxing picked up a mouthful of noodles with his chopsticks and asked casually, "Is there some secret hidden in that room?"

Shen Feiwan didn't hesitate at all and readily admitted, "Of course, everyone has a few secrets. So don't ask, don't pry, and don't sneak in."

Bo Junxing hummed in agreement. "Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person. I respect your privacy."

"That's good."

"I'll wait for the day you open this door for me yourself."

Even so, he still wanted to know, to know everything about her, especially what she was deliberately hiding.