Chapter 842

Shen Fanxing's brows twitched, and he suddenly reached out and pinched Lan Xianxian's chin...

"do not……"

Lan Xianxian obviously looked frightened, but her words were as tiny as mosquitoes.

Butler Wu followed behind the old man, and was standing at the top of the stairs looking at the two of them.

Seeing Shen Fanxing's cold, powerful, unruly and confident posture, old man Bo's eyes were calm and indifferent.

On the other hand, Butler Wu was still shocked.

Although it was just a small movement, the aura on Shen Fanxing's body seemed to flow from his bones.

Counting the old lady and the wife who will be back tomorrow, but these two have their own merits, and in some respects, no one can match them.

Looking at this one now, although we haven't been together for a long time, the incident with the Qi family just two days ago is enough to prove that she is somewhat smart and wise.

This woman, apart from her family background, is not on the table, but in other respects, she can't fault it for the time being.

Shen Fanxing ignored Lan Xianxian's panic and nervousness, squeezed her jaw tightly, and raised her drooping face without saying anything.

The scene in front of him made Shen Fanxing's cold eyes slip away instantly.

Stretching out her hand to brush away the strands of hair on her forehead, a bright red irregular birthmark in the center of her forehead was imprinted into her sight immediately.

Shen Fanxing raised his other hand, and lightly tapped the birthmark on her forehead with his pale knuckles, a layer of excitement gradually appeared on his indifferent face.

Lan Xianxian's face was full of panic, and her eyes were full of wavering and begging.

"Don't... don't look..."

However, the confinement on her jaw did not intend to loosen her at all.

Feeling the coolness of her fingertips slowly drawing its outline in that unbearable place, Lan Xianxian wished she could find a place to hide herself completely.

Her body couldn't help trembling, and there were bursts of harsh ridicule and sarcasm in her ears.

"Ugly!"

"It's disgusting!"

"I heard it was a birthmark. My mother said that my birthmark was on my butt, but hers was on my face. Pfft..."

"Go away and stop pestering me!"

From childhood to adulthood, no matter where she goes, she will be the object of ridicule in the eyes of everyone.

She has no friends, and even her family members have abandoned her like nothing.

She reads, studies, and even does more things alone. There are too many things she wants to do, but she can't take a step because of this birthmark.

If Mr. Bo hadn't called her here today, she definitely wouldn't have gone out.

Unexpectedly, this woman actually untied her "scar" from the very beginning.

"it's beautiful."

"..."

Shen Fanxing's words caused several people to have different expressions on their faces.

Lan Xianxian's body froze even more, and her trembling eyes looked at Shen Fanxing in disbelief.

"What did you say?"

She said... where is it beautiful?

There was a strange brilliance in Shen Fanxing's starry eyes. Hearing that Lan Xianxian said in disbelief, she lowered her eyes, and a pair of bright eyes swept across the woman's face.

No makeup applied, fair and tender skin, exceptionally beautiful eyes, without any aggressive emotions, gentle, elegant, of course there is a bit of timidity and surprise just now.

Shen Fanxing curled his lips slightly, looked straight into her eyes, and said with a smile:

"Don't you think it's ugly?"

She said, pressing her finger to the center of her birthmark.

Lan Xianxian's eyes flickered, and after a while she smiled sadly, "Don't comfort me. Don't you think it's beautiful? You don't understand what kind of life I have lived because of its existence since I was a child. Everyone has not recognized it, even my closest people are like this, you are too deliberate..."

Listening to Lan Xianxian's words, she was also gentle and pleasant. In the flow of language, she didn't want to see her at the beginning. It was because of her own lack of self-esteem.

On the contrary, she may be unique in some aspects.

"Everyone is right? The only one who disagrees with them must be wrong?"

"..."

Relying on her height advantage, Shen Fanxing looked down at her with a faint smile on her plain face.

Lan Xianxian didn't speak, but Shen Fanxing said, "Instead of saying that, it's better to say that you yourself agree with what those people said."

After finishing speaking, Shen Fanxing let go of Lan Xianxian.

Lan Xianxian subconsciously fiddled with the hair curtain to cover up the birthmark as much as possible.

Shen Fanxing just looked at her and smiled faintly, "Let's go, go shopping with me."

Lan Xianxian felt a little conflicted in her heart, and grabbed the beige cloth bag in her hand.

On the cloth bag was an exquisite picture of the moonlight in the lotus pond. Shen Fanxing's eyes swept over, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he suddenly bent down to look at the bag in her hand.

After taking a closer look, I found that the pattern on it was really embroidered stitch by stitch.

"Where did you buy this bag?"

Lan Xianxian stepped back half a minute, and seeing Shen Fanxing looking up at her, she turned her face to the side, "I embroidered it myself."

Shen Fanxing paused, then turned his head and looked in the direction of the stairs.

Butler Wu and the old man were caught off guard by the sight, full of embarrassment.

The old man let out a loud "hum", lifted his feet and disappeared at the stairs.

Cursing her lips slightly, Shen Fanxing smiled helplessly, "Teach me if you have the chance."

"what?"

"embroidery."-

When I went out, the car that had been arranged in advance was already waiting.

Get in the car and go straight to the nearest large shopping mall.

Naturally, there are quite a few people in the shopping mall. Naturally, everyone is dressed in suits and leather shoes, skirts and shirts are swinging, famous brands are next to them, and they have a clear and proud demeanor.

Lan Xianxian looked more restrained in this kind of place.

Seeing her nervously almost tripping over the elevator, Shen Fanxing took her hand one step ahead of her.

A layer of cold sweat on the palm.

Lan Xianxian moved and wanted to withdraw her hand, but Shen Fanxing didn't let her go.

Although the Bo family suspected that Shen Fanxing's words were perfunctory to her, but now that she took the initiative to approach, Lan Xianxian's heart warmed slightly.

The two went straight to the clothing section, looked at a few skirts, and gestured at Lan Xianxian's body, but Lan Xianxian ran away in panic.

Shen Fanxing shook his head. When he passed by a vintage clothing store, Shen Fanxing pulled her into it.

Sure enough, seeing these, Lan Xianxian was willing to stay,

But what she studies the most is the embroidery on the clothes.

Shen Fanxing took out a bright yellow modified cheongsam and came to Lan Xianxian's side.

He gestured forcefully at her, then nodded.

"Go and try."

She stuffed the clothes into Lan Xianxian's arms.

Lan Xianxian looked at the bright and eye-catching colors in her arms, and was about to refuse, but the shopping guide in the store came up to her at this time.

"Miss really has a good eye. This is the dress that our brand designers are most satisfied with. It can be regarded as the treasure of our store, but the audience is limited. To be honest, there are already many famous ladies or wives I like this dress very much, but in the end I couldn't control it successfully..."

The shopping guide said it tactfully, his eyes swept over Lan Xianxian who was dressed in cotton and linen, and he smiled apologetically.

Seeing this, Lan Xianxian even retreated in her heart.

"Go and try." Shen Fanxing's face turned a little cold, and he repeated the last sentence in a completely uncompromising tone.

The shopping guide was inevitably intimidated by Shen Fanxing's aura, and besides, she was still a mainlander with an accent, so under some delicate atmosphere, she still brought Lan Xianxian into the fitting room.

Not long after, Lan Xianxian came out of the fitting room.