Shen Fangxing was somewhat overwhelmed by the attention.

She stared at the apple for a while without reaching out to take it.

Bo Jingchuan's fair and beautiful hand waved it towards her again, and he whispered softly, "After chatting for so long, aren't you thirsty?"

Mrs. Bo raised her eyebrows, picked up the teacup from the coffee table, took a sip, and remained silent.

Shen Fangxing, feeling a bit flustered, accepted the apple. In the process, she accidentally touched Bo Jingchuan's fingertips, feeling a chill.

"Thank you."

She lowered her head, took a bite of the apple, and the crisp "crunch" sounded particularly pleasant.

A gleam flashed in Bo Jingchuan's dark eyes as he placed the fruit knife on the coffee table and casually took out two tissues, carefully wiping his long and distinct fingers.

The level of meticulousness was enough to indicate that he rarely did such things.

Seeing Shen Fangxing eating, Mrs. Bo's face also revealed a hint of smile.

Although Bo Jingchuan seemed satisfied, there was also a hint of indifference in his eyes.

For so many years, she had never eaten an apple peeled by him.

Her own grandson!

If it weren't for Fangxing today!

Humph!

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The apple was indeed sweet, so sweet that Shen Fangxing felt a trace of sweetness seeping into her heart.

"Fangxing, what does your friend's company do?"

The living room was quiet, and Mrs. Bo, still speaking, repeated Bo Jingchuan's question.

"It's called Zhiqin Cosmetics Company. They're currently building their own factory and are very busy."

"Oh."

Mrs. Bo nodded knowingly.

Afterwards, they talked about some simple things. By the time Shen Fangxing finished the apple in her hand, Lai Rong happened to come to remind them to prepare for dinner.

With such a big apple in her stomach, Shen Fangxing couldn't possibly eat anything else.

However, after waiting for so long and agreeing to have dinner with Mrs. Bo, how could she not eat?

Before taking her seat, Bo Jingchuan pulled out her chair. She whispered a thank you and walked in. Bo Jingchuan pushed the chair forward a bit more, and Shen Fangxing gracefully took her seat. Their coordination was unusually tacit, and their positions were just right.

Afterwards, Bo Jingchuan sat down next to Shen Fangxing.

Mrs. Bo sat opposite them, looking very satisfied with the two of them.

Lai Rong seemed inseparable from Mrs. Bo. Even during meals, she was always by her side.

Although her stomach was already filled with quite a bit of food, Shen Fangxing still picked up her knife and fork and started eating.

With her shoulders naturally level, her back straight, her chin slightly raised, and her long eyelashes slightly lowered, she never bent over to look at the food on her plate. Even her chewing movements subtly showcased her excellent upbringing and quality.

Lai Rong nodded to herself and exchanged a satisfied glance with Mrs. Bo, her satisfaction deepening.

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After dinner, they sat for a while. By the time the sky outside had darkened, Shen Fangxing couldn't stay any longer and finally got up to leave.

Bo Jingchuan got up as well, and a servant quickly brought his suit jacket.

"I'll walk you out."

His usual deep and calm voice sounded very simple, but it carried a hint of dominance that brooked no refusal.

Shen Fangxing didn't refuse.

They walked out, taking the shortcut as usual.

"When are you getting discharged?" Bo Jingchuan's deep voice rang out above her head.

"The day after tomorrow."

Bo Jingchuan fell silent for a moment before saying, "I'll be very busy in the next few days."

As Shen Fangxing passed through the gate, she turned to look at him.

"I can manage on my own."

She unexpectedly understood the meaning behind his words.

However, despite saying that, Bo Jingchuan still came on the day she was discharged.