Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

The man's gaze gradually became affectionate, Fang Jianning's heart flustered for no reason, his eyes turned away, and he didn't know where to look for a while.

"It's fine!"

In response to a brief sentence, Fang Jianning turned around and left first.

Bao Siheng looked at the hurriedly walking back, and pursed his lips amusedly: "Jianning, that doesn't seem to be the direction to the tea room!"

The sound of the high heels buckling on the ground stopped abruptly, and Fang Jianning frowned in annoyance when he realized it, quickly put away his emotions, turned around expressionlessly, and walked in the opposite direction without squinting.

The woman's back was very straight, and Bao Siheng stared at it from afar, with smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.

It can be seen that this ice beauty's heart has been melting a little bit under his strong offensive, which makes him very satisfied. It is rare to dig out his mind, and he is very pleased to be able to gain something.

Maybe there is still a long way to go, but it doesn't matter, as long as she is willing to stay in his sight, he can wait slowly, waiting for things to improve a little bit.

However, some things can be waited slowly without worrying, but some things can't be done!
As Fang Jianning's back disappeared, the smile on Bao Siheng's face gradually faded, and finally turned into a grim expression.

Now he still has a tough battle to fight, and he must not relax!
Walking into the tea room, Fang Jianning stopped, lowered his eyes and raised his hand to stroke his chest, feeling a little annoyed.

How could this be?
Haven't you always been calm?

Her heartbeat returned to normal. Fang Jianning took a deep breath and walked to the water dispenser. Just as she was about to reach out to press the water button, another hand appeared in her sight and helped her do what she wanted to do.

Fang Jianning looked up in astonishment, and saw a cold face.

It's Tang Zi.

Fang Jianning's eyes froze suddenly.

"Thank you."

"Miss Fang hasn't thought of anything yet?"

I don't know why she brought up this issue, but Fang Jianning believes that she is definitely not concerned about herself, so she glanced at her coldly, and responded to her lightly: "This is my private matter, there seems to be no need to report it to you, right? "

"Indeed." With a sneer at the corner of Tang Zi's mouth, while stirring the coffee in his hand, he casually said, "I just feel sorry for the president, I'm so busy with a bunch of things, and I have to rack my brains to find memories for you, it's really embarrassing him!"

"A bunch of... broken things?"

Fang Jianning looked at her in surprise, sure enough, Bao Siheng wasn't telling the truth.

Tang Zi also looked up at her, then turned his gaze away, and walked out while shaking his head, as if he was talking to himself: "Why am I telling you this!"

Walking to the door, Tang Zi glanced back at her, then continued with a sneer: "The president is really pitiful, obviously all the troubles were caused by this person, but this person still looks like he doesn't know anything! "

Fang Jianning looked at her coldly, "Tang Tezhu, where does your hostility towards me come from?"

Tang Zi stared at her quietly for a while, with undisguised viciousness in his eyes.

"You'll know."

After finishing speaking, Tang Zi stepped on his high heels and left. Fang Jianning frowned, and began to think about what he had done wrong recently that caused trouble for Bao Siheng.

But after thinking about it, Fang Jianning couldn't figure out why, so Fang Jianing had no choice but to return with a water glass.

As soon as he walked around the corner, several people walked towards him, Fang Jianing noticed the old man walking in front at a glance.

In fact, apart from his gray hair, there was nothing about him that looked like an old man.

His expression is very serious, his face is sharp, and no wrinkles can be seen. He is dressed in a British-style black and blue suit. Although he has a cane in his left hand, he is still full of energy.

He was followed by two men, both in suits and leather shoes. The one in the black suit had a solemn expression and held a folder in his hand. He seemed to be the old man's secretary.

The other one in the blue suit looked much younger, with his hands in his pockets and a relaxed expression, a pair of peach eyes staring at him casually, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to be a bit playful.

Fang Jianning felt a little offended and a little displeased. Before meeting them, she changed direction silently, intending to turn directly to the bathroom.

"and many more."

As soon as she turned around, she heard the old man on the opposite side calling her, so Fang Jianing had to stop.

The old man looked her up and down with wise eyes, and then said lightly, "Fang Jianning?"

How did he know her name?
Fang Jianning turned his body sideways, and looked at the opposite person with some doubts.

The old man didn't answer her question, but still stared straight at her, as if he was meditating on something, then shook his head: "You are not the girl he thought of when he was a child."

Fang Jianning was even more puzzled, completely unaware of what he was talking about.

"Sir, I don't quite understand what you're saying..."

Before Fang Jianing could finish the rest of the sentence, the old man frowned impatiently, and continued: "It's enough for a woman to take care of the child at home, why does he insist on arranging you into the company? outrageous!"

"Second uncle!"

When Fang Jianning was in a daze, he suddenly heard a slightly anxious call from behind.

It was Bo Siheng's voice.

He is his second uncle?

Only then did Fang Jianing realize that the old man's brows were indeed somewhat similar to Bao Siheng.

Bao Siheng walked over quickly, pulled Fang Jianning, and protected her behind him, looking at Bo Jinfeng with guarded eyes.

"Second Uncle, I've agreed to all your requests. There's no need to embarrass a woman, right?"

The old man narrowed his eyes, and the dangerous aura spread in his eyes. He stared at Bao Siheng quietly, and said lightly, "You seem... very nervous about her?"

Bao Siheng didn't speak, but Fang Jianning saw his hands behind his back clenched into fists.

"It's wrong for you to do this," the old man shook his head, and continued in a teacher's tone: "How did I teach you before, a successful businessman should not put too much attention on women, Si Heng, you did not do well!"

"...Yes, thank you, Second Uncle, for your suggestion!"

Fang Jianning looked at Bao Siheng with complicated eyes.

Fang Jianning was very surprised by the way he was clearly unwilling but still respectful and chose to obey. He had never seen him like this before.

"Okay, I'll wait for you in the meeting room."

After leaving a word, the old man and his group left in a hurry. Fang Jianning stared at the back in front of him for a while, until the figures of the three people walked away, Fang Jianing opened his mouth in a low voice.

"Are you afraid of him?"

The other party still stood silently with his back to her, without speaking.

"Your recent troubles... have something to do with him, too, don't they?"

It took a long time for Bao Siheng to turn around, and Fang Jianning could clearly see some darkness in his eyes.