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

Chapter 333

Bo Junxing's voice immediately tightened, "It wasn't me, I've been downstairs the whole time. You can see me from the window."

The sound of a car door slamming shut came from the other end of the phone. "Could it be Lin Xiaoyan? Can I come up right away?"

Shen Feiwan walked quickly to the window and swiftly pulled back the curtains.

Downstairs, Bo Junxing was stepping out of the black sedan. As if sensing her gaze, he immediately looked up and said, "Don't open the door yet, I'll be right there."

"No need," Shen Feiwan refused decisively. "I can handle it. I'll hang up now."

"Don't hang up!" Bo Junxing practically shouted. "I'm begging you, Wanwan!"

The long-lost nickname startled both of them, and all that could be heard on the phone was their rapid breathing.

“…Next time.” Shen Feiwan finally sighed softly. “Next time I won’t hang up on you so quickly. But this has nothing to do with you.”

She paused for a moment, then said, "I promise you, I'll call you if I need help. Now, stay where you are and don't move."

"I won't—" The call abruptly ended.

Shen Feiwan put away her phone and walked quickly towards the door.

Through the peephole, Lin Xiaoyan's gloomy face was clearly visible.

She frowned and dialed Lin Xiaoyan's number.

A cell phone rang immediately outside the door.

Lin Xiaoyan looked at the caller ID and answered, "Open the door, I know you're inside."

"What are you going to do?" Shen Feiwan's voice was as cold as ice.

Lin Xiaoyan sneered, "If my wife doesn't come home in the middle of the night, can't I come looking for her?"

"I've made myself perfectly clear. I'm divorcing you."

"Divorce is not a one-person affair. If I don't agree, you can forget about getting a divorce."

“Then file a lawsuit,” Shen Feiwan said calmly. “We’ll separate, and the court will naturally grant the divorce. Lin Xiaoyan, you know I have plenty of time.”

"Shen Feiwan!" Lin Xiaoyan squeezed out Shen Feiwan's name through gritted teeth, "How could you be so calculating! I thought you could appreciate all the things I've done for you."

"Shut up," Shen Feiwan interrupted him, amused. "What you call 'for me' is ultimately just to satisfy yourself. You set conditions for your own desires, and now that I'm not doing it, it's my fault?"

"You're just making excuses. Open the door." He said, followed by a series of loud knocks. "You don't want the neighbors coming out to see what's going on, do you?"

Shen Feiwan laughed out loud, "You, standing outside the door, have no shame, so what am I, who hasn't even shown my face, afraid of? Go ahead and knock on the door, maybe a kind person will call the police and ask you to leave. In terms of social status, shouldn't you be more concerned about your reputation?

After saying that, Shen Feiwan hung up the phone, turned around and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Lin Xiaoyan's knocking continued to echo in the hallway, growing stronger and more rapid.

Shen Feiwan sat on the living room sofa, listening to the noise expressionlessly, with no intention of opening the door or speaking out to stop it.

About two minutes later, the knocking suddenly stopped.

The sudden silence surprised Shen Feiwan.

She got up and walked back to the door, looking out through the peephole.

Upon seeing this, her brows immediately furrowed.

It turned out that Bo Junxing had come up. He was standing face to face with Lin Xiaoyan, with only half a step between them. The air seemed to be frozen and heavy.

Shen Feiwan was actually dissatisfied.

She clearly told Bo Junxing to stay downstairs and not move, so why doesn't he listen?

Just then, her phone rang; it was Bo Junxing calling.

Shen Feiwan stared at her phone for a few seconds, but ultimately did not answer.

Outside the door, Bo Junxing, seeing that the call hadn't gone through, actually put the phone to his ear and pretended to be on a call, saying, "Don't open the door, I'm here."

This affected performance made Shen Feiwan both annoyed and amused. She couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly. When did this person learn such childish tricks?

Before she could think any further, Lin Xiaoyan's fist had already swung out, landing squarely on Bo Junxing's face.

Bo Junxing was knocked to the side by the blow, and blood immediately seeped from the corner of his mouth.

But he quickly regained his senses and threw a backhand hook. Lin Xiaoyan staggered back a few steps and slammed his back heavily against the door of his neighbor across the street with a loud "bang".

The two quickly began to wrestle, the muffled thuds of their punches and kicks echoing in the stairwell. The heavy impacts continued, even knocking over the fire extinguisher box in the stairwell.

The neighbors across the hall were finally alerted. A middle-aged man in a bathrobe opened the door and shouted angrily, "Go to the police station if you want to fight! If you keep making trouble, I'll call the police! Whose man is this? Is no one going to do anything about this?!"

But the two, blinded by rage, completely ignored him.

Lin Xiaoyan pressed Bo Junxing against the door panel of Shen Feiwan, and Bo Junxing retaliated by bending his elbow, showing no intention of stopping.

Shen Feiwan watched the absurd farce unfolding through the cat's eyes, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

She took a deep breath and finally unlocked the door.

The sound of the door opening was like a pause button being pressed, and the two men turned to look at Shen Feiwan at the same time.

Bo Junxing was the first to release the grip and take half a step back.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Xiaoyan swung his fist and slammed it solidly into Bo Junxing's cheekbone.

"you--"

"Stop hitting me." Shen Feiwan's voice was like a bucket of ice water being poured over me. "Both of you, come in here."

Bo Junxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Lin Xiaoyan. "Let's go."

Lin Xiaoyan bent down to pick up the broken glasses and put them back on. His cold gaze swept over Bo Junxing from behind the lenses before he stepped into the room first.

Bo Junxing deliberately lagged behind by two steps, and immediately pressed himself against Shen Feiwan as she turned around. "I'll close the door." He brushed his fingers against Shen Feiwan's hand, and lowered his voice, "Did I scare you just now?"

Shen Feiwan frowned. "Didn't I tell you not to come up? Why didn't you listen to me?"

"You didn't let me finish speaking. I can't watch you put yourself in danger."

"Enough!" Lin Xiaoyan roared, his eyes bloodshot behind his glasses. He glared at Shen Feiwan, "And you still dare to say you have nothing to do with this man? Ha!"

He loosened his tie and sneered, "You want to divorce me just for him, right?"

Shen Feiwan gestured for Bo Junxing to close the door, her tone indifferent, "If that's how you think, then there's nothing I can do."