Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

After eating, after confirming that Bao Siqi's family driver would come to pick him up, Fang Jianning nodded and got up to leave the restaurant.

As soon as he walked to the door, he almost bumped into a person, wearing a turtleneck sweater and a retro Hong Kong-style beret, which almost completely covered his entire face.
The weather is obviously not that hot yet, is it?

Fang Jianning glanced at the other party and left quickly.

In the restaurant, at the same position, Bao Siqi was casually sipping red wine, and a figure walked over and sat down at the seat opposite him.

Bao Siqi glanced at the other party lightly, "I won't say hello to you, you don't have much interest in other people's leftovers just after eating."

The man didn't answer, but pulled down the collar of the sweater, revealing his mouth covered in black lipstick, and started slightly: "Mr. Bo is in a good mood recently!"

The hand holding the wine glass paused, Bao Siqi put down the wine glass, looked straight into the other's eyes, his peach blossom eyes were cold: "What do you mean?"

"Hehe..." The woman sneered, lit a cigarette, and leisurely blew a cigarette out of the window: "What do I mean, Mr. Bo, you should know better than me, right?"

Glancing at the woman's gaze, it was the back of Fang Jianning leaving on his own tram, Bao Siqi immediately understood, and also smiled: "You mean her?"

Seeing that the woman didn't know what to do, Bao Siqi laughed more flamboyantly, "Haha, this is your boss's order. I want me to make some noise to make the two of them turn against each other, so that Bao Siheng has no time to take care of the company's business, right?"

The woman pointed out a cigarette again, then pinched out the cigarette butt, and said quietly: "Yes, our boss did explain it like this, but he just asked you to destroy the relationship between the two of them, but it didn't make you feel bad about that woman." The affection you should have!"

"Heh!" Bao Siqi's peach blossom eyes slightly narrowed, and his eyes became deep: "It seems... don't care about your business, right? The cooperation between me and your boss is only for business, not personal relationship! "

The woman's face became even colder, and she stared at him coldly with snake-like eyes, "You shouldn't touch this woman!"

"Oh?" Bao Siqi raised his legs and looked at her provocatively: "I'm sorry, I just became interested in this woman, what do you think I should do?"

The woman stood up and looked at him condescendingly: "This is my advice."

After finishing speaking, she took out a folder from her handbag and threw it in front of Bao Siqi: "The boss asked me to give it to you, the next plan." Then she pulled up the sweater to cover her mouth, lowered her head slightly, and left quickly .

Bao Siqi raised his eyebrows, picked up the folder from the table, glanced at it lightly, then tore it up without hesitation, and threw it into the trash can.

In the bar, heavy metal music accompanied by beating lights crazily stimulated people's eardrums, and men and women in cool clothes swayed and lost in the music, only a man in the booth in the corner seemed out of tune with the atmosphere here.

He came in a suit, and it was expensive at first glance. At this moment, he took off his suit jacket and threw it on the back of the sofa chair beside him, revealing his perfect curves wrapped by a shirt and vest.

The point is, he also has a near-perfect handsome face, slender legs, and the fingers that carelessly pinch the rim of the cup, which are as exquisite as a work of art.

The words "handsome and rich" were used to describe him. Even though he was only in the corner, the man attracted most of the eyes in the bar.

Some women are already eager to give it a try, but since the man is a stranger, they still don't dare to take the initiative.

However, the man didn't know anything about all this, he just came to have a drink.

After drinking several cups in a row, his heart was still extremely resentful. The man frowned slightly. Didn't everyone say that alcohol can relax people's emotions, but he obviously drank a lot, and it didn't seem to be of much use.

Maybe...you really need to get drunk.

The man quickly filled the wine glass again, raised his head and drank it down, one after another, until his vision began to blur.

For a long time, no one appeared next to the man, it seemed that he was alone, and several women gradually approached the man.

"Sir, do you mind sharing a table?"

A woman's voice sounded next to his ear, and Bao Siheng suddenly raised his head and looked at her fixedly. This voice was very similar to that woman's!

Bao Siheng was already a little drunk, and after staring at it for a while, his eyes focused, and he finally saw the speaker's face clearly.

not her...

A pair of disappointment flashed in his eyes, Bao Siheng withdrew his gaze, picked up the cup again and took a big sip.

It was probably the first time that a man would reject her initiative. The woman who didn't get a response was a little surprised and embarrassed. However, the embarrassment was quickly hidden, and she took the initiative to sit down next to the man.

In an era when there were too many monks and too few food, only by taking the initiative could it be possible to seduce a superior man.

Women understand this well.

"Sir, don't drink alone, it's so boring, I'll drink with you!"

While the woman was speaking, her face was already close to Bao Siheng's ear, and she breathed into his ear intentionally or unintentionally, holding the wine glass in one hand, while rubbing dishonestly on Bao Siheng's shoulder with the other hand.

Bao Siheng pushed the woman's hand away expressionlessly.

He hates such vulgar fans, but at the same time, he is greedy for a voice that resembles her very much.

The woman was a little scared when she met the man's cold gaze, but when she saw that the man just pushed her hand away but did not drive her away, a pair of weird smiles appeared on her face .

Is a prudish man.

The woman silently made a conclusion for the man in her heart.

"Sir, let me drink with you!" The woman brought the wine glass to Bao Siheng again, but this time, the other hand was honestly placed on her lap.

The man turned his head to look at him, and tapped his wine glass on hers lightly, "You can talk more."

The woman froze for a moment, then laughed, a little pleasantly surprised: "Okay, let me tell you a story, I can tell a story!"

It was already late at night, there were occasional people in twos and threes on the street, it was very deserted, a taxi drove quickly, and then stopped at the entrance of a splendidly decorated bar.

The woman got out of the car, glanced up at the plaque, nodded, and walked in.

Different from the coldness outside, the atmosphere inside the bar was extraordinarily wild. The moment the curtain was lifted, the woman frowned, her cold eyes quickly glanced at everyone, and then landed on the booth in the corner.

From a distance, she saw a familiar man leaning his head up on the sofa seat, surrounded by a circle of women. If it weren't for this being a public place, she would even suspect that these women might be about to sit on it.

The woman took out her mobile phone, and while making a call, she struggled to push through the crowd and move into the corner.

"Hey, Special Assistant Jiang, I've already found him. He's at the bar."

"Okay, Miss Fang! Then please deal with it, please, I really can't get away right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Jianning's brows furrowed even deeper.

This is not within the scope of her work at all, but Jiang Cong called her out several times in a row. If she knew that this was what he asked her to do, she would never agree to him.

When going out, Jiang Cong only hurriedly said that he wanted to ask her to help with some errands, but later he said that Bao Siheng couldn't be contacted and needed her to find him.

Special assistant Jiang, who looks kind, is actually a scam.