Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

In the president's office, Bo Siheng had just told Jiang Cong to prepare a suit of clothes suitable for Fang Jianning, when he turned around, he saw the person on the sofa staring at him with sad eyes.

"What's your look?"

Bao Siheng put down his phone, put his hands in his pockets and walked in front of Fang Jianning.

"Why are you doing this?"

Seeing the other party frowning coldly and looking very unhappy, Bao Siheng raised his eyebrows: "Why, is it still wrong for me to help you?"
Fang Jianning's complexion was even uglier. He helped her, but this would only bring her a lot of jealousy and gossip in her future career. Tang Zi had already learned the same lesson once. Although she was not afraid, But in the end it was a bit troublesome, Fang Jian would rather not want to be isolated by the whole company.

"Okay, since you think it's a mistake for me to help you, it's still too late to make amends, you can leave now!"

After Bao Siheng finished speaking, he deliberately measured his body to make way.

Fang Jianning stood up and was about to go out. Who knew that the suit jacket around her waist slipped off before her legs could be stepped out. She was startled, and hurriedly squatted down to lift up the clothes.

It's rare to see Fang Jianning showing such a naive side, Bao Siheng couldn't help but burst out laughing, Fang Jianning threw a knife-like look at him, Bao Siheng stopped laughing, and raised his hand to touch his face, just now he couldn't help laughing His face turned down instantly, he looked at Fang Jianning coldly, and shouted in a low voice: "Stop!"

Fang Jianning turned to look at him.

Bao Siheng pointed to the jacket around her waist: "Since you don't accept my favor, you can leave if you want, but keep the jacket!"

Fang Jianning's eyes widened.

"The man can go, but the coat stays!"

Bo Siheng repeated again.

Fang Jianning angrily tore off his coat and threw it on the sofa. As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Jiang Cong who came to deliver the clothes.

"Oh my mother!" Jiang Cong yelled in shock and covered his eyes. Fang Jianning was also taken aback. Before he could react, Bao Siheng rushed over with his coat and blocked Fang Jianning's legs, with an angry expression on his face. Scolded: "Who let you in!"

"I... I didn't come in either..." Jiang Cong turned around with a look of grievance on his face, not forgetting to say: "Do not see evil..."

Fang Jianning lowered her head, and then noticed that the skirt had been rolled up a little at some point, and suddenly blushed, no wonder Jiang Cong would have that reaction!
Bao Siheng snatched the bag from Jiang Cong's hand, and then slammed the door shut with a "bang".

Only you can see your own woman, not others!
In order to prevent any more messy people from breaking in, Bao Siheng simply locked the door behind him, and then he threw the coat that was in front of Fang Jianning back on the sofa with confidence.

"Hey, you..."

Fang Jianning immediately bent down and covered her legs, glared at him with a blushing face, and pulled down her skirt little by little.

"Are you still going?"

Fang Jianning frowned, isn't this obvious?

Bao Siheng raised his eyebrows and smiled, his eyebrows stretched.

"Don't be so restrained, no one will come in here again!"

As if he couldn't see her embarrassment, Bao Siheng went over and sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs, and looked at her with a smile on his mouth.

Fang Jianning was ashamed and angry, picked up the clothes bag and was about to go to the cubicle, but was stopped by Bao Siheng again.

"and many more!"

Fang Jianning turned around, deliberately covering her legs with the bag.

"There are only two of us here, why are you so reserved?"

Fang Jianning turned his face away, indignantly: "Ask what you know!"

After reacting, Bao Siheng twitched the corner of his mouth, amused with a bit of anger: "Do you think I will treat you...Fang Jianning, who do you think I am?"

"Are you a good person?" Fang Jianning had already turned his head when he was speaking, and asked with a straight face.

Bo Siheng gasped, turned his tongue in his mouth, took a deep breath, and said: "Yes, I admit, I'm not a good person, I'm really interested in your body, but, I It's different from other men!"

There was a sneer at the corner of Fang Jianning's mouth: "I don't think there is any difference."

This hurt Bo Siheng.

With a sound of "bang dang", Bao Siheng directly kicked over the coffee table beside him, and the expensive tea set on it shattered to the ground. Fang Jianning took several steps back to protect himself from being pierced by the glass.

This man's temper is really unpredictable, Fang Jianning thought, she has to leave here as soon as possible!
However, before she had time to leave, she saw Bao Siheng stand up angrily, snatched the bag from her hand, and stared at her: "This is mine!"

"Well, what then?" Fang Jianning probably knew what he was going to say next, and Fang Jianning's eyes also began to turn cold.

Bao Siheng wrestled his blunt face to the other side, "You can wear it if you want, but you have to promise me one condition!"

Fang Jianning sneered, turned around and was about to leave.

She is not used to him.

Isn't it just embarrassing, it doesn't matter!
Who is she, she is Jian Ning, the killer Jian Ning, how could she be suppressed because of a piece of clothing?
I would rather lose face than be threatened by others!

"Why are you going?" Seeing Fang Jianning's actions, Bao Siheng panicked, rushed up, grabbed Fang Jianning's wrist, and became even more angry: "Fang Jianing, what do you want to do?"

"Go out and buy clothes."

"Just go like this?"

"Don't you want me to wear it?"

"You and I……"

Facing Fang Jianning, who didn't like oil and salt, Bao Siheng's chest seemed to be simmering with a volcano. It was already boiling, but it couldn't burst out. After taking several breaths, he suppressed the urge to explode, and without looking at her, he said in a soft and awkward tone, "I...I didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean, Boss?"

Bao Siheng continued to grind his teeth, raised his eyes to look at Fang Jianning, and then quickly turned his head away: "I just want to..." Embarrassment made Bao Siheng's tongue a little knotted, but he knew better that his usual tough style was being stubborn Fang Jianning is completely useless.

"I just want you to do me a favor!"

He said quickly, inexplicably lacking confidence.

Fang Jianning was stunned for a moment, pursed his lips, looked at Bao Siheng's awkward and expectant look, pondered for a while, and then said lightly: "Tell me, what's your business?"

Bao Siheng suddenly raised his head with a look of surprise: "Jianning, you agreed?"

Fang Jianning's eyes were calm: "Tell me what you're busy with first."

Only then did Bao Siheng's expression return to normal, and his face became a little more serious: "My second uncle, you have seen him, he is going to organize a family gathering this weekend, and he asked me to bring you to attend, so..."

"You want me to attend your family gathering?" Fang Jianning frowned slightly. Her first reaction was not disgust, but worry. She was worried that she would mess up everything because of the loss of those memories.