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

Chapter 293 Bo Junxing's Wavering

South City, Bo's Group's top-floor conference room.

Bo Junxing's slender fingers unconsciously stroked the edge of his phone, and he found himself staring blankly at the screen.

He hadn't been distracted during an important meeting in the past seven years.

Even the senior executives who were giving their reports stopped what they were doing.

The report abruptly stopped, and Bo Junxing then realized that the entire conference room was silent, with everyone holding their breath and watching him.

"Continue." He frowned slightly and silently turned off his phone screen.

Just now, the text message that was displayed on the phone screen was from Shen Feiwan, which she had sent ten minutes earlier.

The meeting lasted another forty minutes.

After the meeting, Song Yanzhou followed Bo Junxing directly into the president's office.

“Does this business trip have to be at a time like this, and for several months at that? I don’t want to go,” Song Yanzhou pestered Bo Junxing. “Can’t we change the time or have someone else go?”

"Why are you so resistant?" Bo Junxing, who was signing documents, looked up at Song Yanzhou upon hearing this. "Reason?"

"You have the nerve to ask?" Song Yanzhou suddenly raised an eyebrow. "Every year around the time of the Spring Festival holiday, they either arrange for me to go on business trips or take me on business trips. Don't I need to reunite with my family?"

The pen nib paused on the paper, and Bo Junxing said without looking up, "You have 28 days of annual leave and flexible working hours. Now you're telling me this? You're going to back down when the company needs you?"

"How can that be the same?" Song Yanzhou scratched his hair in frustration. "When I'm on vacation, others aren't, so we can't even have fun together. I have several weddings to attend after the New Year, and I've already promised to be a groomsman for my friends."

Upon hearing the word "wedding," Bo Junxing immediately thought of the phone call he received last night.

He instinctively asked Song Yanzhou, "What day of the month?"

"Huh?" Song Yanzhou didn't react. "What grade?"

"The wedding date, which day?"

"The eighth day of the month?" Song Yanzhou looked puzzled.

Bo Junxing picked up the intercom on the table and instructed his assistant on the other end, "The trip abroad is to be postponed until after the eighth day of the Lunar New Year."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

Song Yanzhou immediately clapped his hands and cheered, "At least you still have some humanity left. Wait, something's not right!"

He leaned against the desk, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and teased Bo Junxing about what he had just said, "Doesn't the group really need you right now? Why don't you go? Why did you cancel the whole plan?"

Bo Junxing didn't even look at Song Yanzhou, and corrected him, "It's a delay, not a cancellation."

“Tch—” Song Yanzhou drawled, tapping his finger on the table. “This is a crucial stage in the development of our technology company’s chips. Semiconductors and chips have only just made breakthrough progress. I hope you won’t hold back our cooperation negotiations.”

“It won’t make a difference if it’s just another half month.” Bo Junxing swiped his finger across the tablet. “Technological innovation takes time. In short…” He looked up at Song Yanzhou, “You won’t be able to escape after the New Year.”

Song Yanzhou shrugged. "I definitely won't have anything to say after the New Year. But your decision really surprised me."

He squinted at Bo Junxing, "How come you've suddenly become so understanding?"

"It's nothing." Bo Junxing closed the tablet.

"By the way," Song Yanzhou pressed, "you were staring blankly at your phone during the meeting just now, why?"

Bo Junxing was unwilling to discuss the topic, saying, "It's nothing."

"Are you kidding me?" Song Yanzhou certainly didn't believe it. "How could there be nothing? There must be something. Tell me quickly."

Bo Junxing frowned. "If you're free, go back to your own office."

Song Yanzhou stroked his chin, then his eyes suddenly lit up. "Let me guess... it must be related to that woman, right?"

Upon hearing this, Bo Junxing became irritated and said, "You can get out now."

"Are you angry?" Song Yanzhou raised an eyebrow. "So I guessed right? The child has already been aborted, right?"

Bo Junxing finally looked up at Song Yanzhou and said, "You can really leave now."

Song Yanzhou clicked his tongue. "Actually, I understand. Although this child is not popular, it is your first child after all. It is a bit of a pity to lose it, but it is better not to have it than to have it born into a family where the father and mother do not love you."

Hearing this, Bo Junxing felt even more annoyed. "If you don't leave, I'll have the security guards come up and kick you out."

"No, no, no," Song Yanzhou raised his hand and stepped back. "Then let's not. It would be too embarrassing for me to have security guards come up. Don't be upset. As long as you're alive, you can always make a comeback. You'll have many children in the future, as long as you want. The miscarriage has solved a big problem for you, which is a good thing. You should feel gratified."

"Get lost." Before the words were even finished, a folder flew through the air toward Song Yanzhou, and he quickly made his escape.

Bo Junxing stared at Song Yanzhou's back, his gaze gradually losing focus.

He suddenly felt sorry for the unborn child.

That is also a small life. Perhaps he will have eyebrows and eyes like Shen Feiwan, or perhaps his facial features resemble his.

It... perhaps should have come into this world. Even if Mother didn't expect it, Father actually...

The thought came abruptly, like a fine needle piercing the heart.

Bo Junxing suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest. This wavering thought came at an inopportune time, yet it stubbornly took root in his heart and wouldn't go away.

After thinking about it for a long time, he felt that he should at least have a face-to-face talk with Shen Feiwan.

Since I found out she was pregnant, we've only communicated by phone each time.