Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

"The divorce agreement, sign it."

A cold and distant voice sounded above Fang Jianning's head.

"Stop pretending, I know you're awake."

The bedside lamp was turned on.

The sudden light hurt Fang Jianning's eyes, but Fang Jianing buried his head in the quilt.

"I will give you enough money. I will also pay for your mother's medical expenses. I can also give you that villa in the suburbs. Even if you get divorced, you can live comfortably for the rest of your life."

The noble and indifferent man stood by the bed, staring at the woman curled up on the bed, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

Fang Jianning bit her lip, and it took a long time before she said sullenly, "I don't want money."

"Ah."

A sneer.

He was mocking her.

That's right, a woman who agreed to get married after only meeting once, said that she didn't want money, who would believe it?

Fang Jianning pulled back the quilt, looked at Bao Siheng, and was extremely firm: "I said I don't want money."

Bao Siheng frowned, a little impatiently: "What conditions do you want, tell me."

"I want a child." Fang Jianning raised his chin and spoke softly.

His eyes sharpened in an instant: "Fang Jianning, don't go too far."

Fang Jianning smiled coldly: "Too much? I am your wife, and I want to have your child, shouldn't I?"

"I won't touch you." There was a strange flash in Bao Siheng's eyes.

After three years of marriage, Bo Siheng never touched her.

Fang Jianning pursed her lips, put her arms around Bao Siheng's neck, and seemed to be pleading: "I only want one night."

Cool fingers brushed across Bao Siheng's neck.

Bao Siheng wanted to push Fang Jianning away, but he felt a little awakened from a deep sleep, a strange temperature spread from the back of his neck to his whole body.

"Fang Jianning, why are you so shameless now!"

Fang Jianning just chuckled, "Master Bo, normal couple behavior, what does it mean to be shameless?"

After all, he shamelessly entangled him again.

Bao Siheng felt his body was burning.

And Fang Jianning in his arms seemed to be the only relief that could relieve the scorching heat.

"Very good, Fang Jianning." Bao Siheng's eyes had changed.

Fang Jianning knew that he was really angry this time.

There was no response, Fang Jianning just stuck it tighter and blocked Bao Siheng with his lips.

Originally wanting to push Fang Jianning's hands away, they tightened uncontrollably.

Unable to suppress the heat, Bao Siheng turned over and pressed Fang Jianning under him.

The aroma lamp on the bedside table exudes a nice smell.

"Late night..."

A charming room.

In the darkness, Fang Jianning got up, her pale face was devoid of blood, and she reluctantly glanced at Bao Siheng, and when she turned around, there was no color in her eyes.

The moment Bo Siheng called out Fu Wanwan's name, her heart died completely, what more could she wish for?
Fang Jianning laughed at himself, dragged his body, and walked into the bathroom step by step.

Sit in the bathtub and slowly close your eyes.

……

When Jian Ning woke up, she found herself in the bathtub.

What's happening here?Wasn't she shot?How could it be in the bathtub?
Is she not dead?
Jianning cautiously looked around, suddenly her brain felt a pain, Fang Jianning's memories flooded into her mind overwhelmingly.

When he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already clear.

She is reborn!

Reborn in the body of this woman with the same name as himself.

"Hey... Poor little guy, because he was too desperate to love a scumbag, he accidentally drowned in the bath, is it worth it?"

After digesting the information in her mind, Jianning got up from the bathtub and looked at Fang Jianing in the mirror.

Touched a face that was completely different from his previous life.

"Don't worry, since I have taken over your body, I will live this life well for you."