Boss on top: My wife is too hot

To avoid suspicion, Jiang Xiyuan took her own car and drove home.

As soon as he got home, he saw Zhang Bo sitting in the living room, holding a teacup, staring intently into his eyes.

The gray collared thin knitted sweater has a charm on him, and his sharp chin is more delicate against his sharp chin. His muscles are strong, his eyes are cold, and his thick eyebrows are slightly frowned as if he is thinking about it.

When he is quiet, Zhang Bo always gives people an unspeakable sense of sadness and mystery.

Hearing the movement, he came back to his senses, and Jiang Xiyuan's eyes met, and then slowly intersected for a moment. Neither of them spoke a word, as if they were the most familiar strangers.

"You finally remembered that you have a home, and are you willing to come back?" Chen Caihua, who was sitting across from him, was courteously asking his servants to add water to Zhang Bo. When he saw Jiang Xiyuan, he remembered that she had slapped Jiang Qian, and instinctively felt a surge of hatred. Unexpectedly, he gave her a hard look, but because of Zhang Bo's presence, he had to suppress it.

Jiang Xiyuan didn't say anything, just put on her slippers casually.

"It's really uneducated, and I don't know who I learned it from." Chen Caihua complained, seeing Zhang Bo's face was cold, he raised his chin slightly, and sneered.

"Zhang Bo came here at noon. Don't you say hello to others? You don't go home all night, and you don't have a phone call. Now, anyway, she is Zhang Bo's fiancee, and she is not afraid of others' gossip."

Jiang Xiyuan slightly raised her eyes and looked at Chen Caihua coldly, Jiang Xiyuan could understand the bad idea concealed on that face at a glance.

Knowing that the level of trust between her and Zhang Bo has become pitifully low, now she intentionally or unintentionally provokes him, and unintentionally wants the other party to follow her way of thinking wildly, which further deepens the gap between Zhang Bo and Jiang Xiyuan.

Jiang Xiyuan didn't bother to explain, she just stared at Zhang Bo, "What do you want me to do?"

"En." A voice came from his nose, Zhang Bo put down the teacup indifferently with a cold face.

"Wait for me, I'm going to change clothes." Jiang Xiyuan was calm and natural.

After returning to the room and closing the door, Jiang Xiyuan put the phone on the bedside, randomly found a dress from the closet to change into, and was about to zip up the back when the door was opened.

Jiang Xiyuan was slightly startled, turned around, and saw that Zhang Bo had come in and closed the door behind him.

She quickly confronted her head-on, paused, and asked, "Is this important?"

Although the two had already entered the stage of engagement, and there was no need to cover things like changing clothes, she was a little surprised that Zhang Bo didn't pay attention to her feelings so straightforwardly.Especially when she saw his questioning eyes, it was like a knife piercing her heart hard.

"You never shut down the phone at will." Zhang Bo's face was cold, and there was no empathy in his tone.

Jiang Xiyuan was slightly startled, her heart turned cold, so this is why she came here at noon and waited until now?So you rush in without even giving her time to change clothes, just because you don't trust her?

"I thought you would know me well." Jiang Xiyuan took a deep breath, a little disdainful, and only a sarcasm smile appeared on the corner of her lips, "The phone was out of battery yesterday, and I just turned it on."

Zhang Bo didn't speak, but directly glanced at the mobile phone by the bedside, and just asked Jiang Xiyuan to browse through it. When he found that most of the calls were from Su Ya, he was obviously relieved, and his tense face felt relieved. It gradually calmed down a lot.

These subtle actions fell into Jiang Xiyuan's eyes, and every uncertain movement of his made her heart sink a little.