Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

Bo Yan just stared at her like this, as if he wanted to find the answer he wanted from the change in her expression.

Fang Jianning tried her best to control the turbulent waves in her heart, but on the surface it was calm, she stretched out her hand to scratch his nose, raised her eyes and smiled at him.

"Hehe, you child! Miss your mother? See if you have been wronged. Come, hug me! If you really miss your mother, you can also treat me as your mother!"

Fang Jianning tried his best to hide the turmoil in his heart with a casual attitude, and watched Bo Yan's expression change from anticipation to shock, and finally to anger.

Bo Yan suddenly pushed her away, pouted, turned and ran away.

The small figure staggered away, extremely thin, Fang Jianning's heart was bleeding.

"Speak!"

Turning her head to look outside the door, Fang Jianning gritted her teeth to see if she was worried, and finally called Xiaobao's name and chased after him.

"Yanyan, run slowly, don't fall!"

Seeing Bo Yan running to the swimming pool, Fang Jianning was very anxious. The swimming pool of Bo's family was deeper than most of the largest swimming pools in the city. If such a small child accidentally fell, it would be a disaster.

But what to be afraid of!
The sole of his foot tripped over the steps, and Bo Yan fell into the swimming pool all at once.

"Ah! Words!"

Almost instinctively, Fang Jianing jumped down immediately.

Before summer came, the water was bitterly cold, Fang Jianning tried to hold his breath, opened his eyes and saw that Bao Yan was not far away, sinking.

Suddenly, some familiar images popped up in my mind, and my mind began to ache again.

In the picture, it seems to be the same scene. I am immersed in my hands, and I am extremely anxious. It seems that I am also trying to save others. However, the sinking figure is not Bao Yan, but it is very similar to Bo Yan.

This is……

Bo Siheng when he was a child?
The train of thought became clear in an instant, and Fang Jianing suddenly understood the whole thing.

It turned out that the intention of "beauty saving the hero" when she was a child, the heroine was not Fu Wanwan at all, but the original owner of her own body now.

That is... herself?

Oh my god, after a long time, Bo Siheng fell in love with the wrong person?
No wonder when Bao Siyin talked about that incident that day, she had a strange feeling that it was the original owner who reminded herself.It's a pity that I haven't fully integrated with this body for so long, and some memories are not very clear.

From the original owner's point of view, Bo Siheng, whom I have been thinking about, is actually because he misunderstood that Fu Wanwan saved him back then, and fell in love with her deeply. How suffocating and desperate is this kind of God's trick?
When Fang Jianning picked up Bo Yan from the bottom of the water, Bao Siyin also rushed over upon hearing the news.

Fortunately, Bo Yan was fine, the two looked at each other, happy but helpless.

Looking at Bao Siyin who was changing clothes for Bo Yan, Fang Jianning struggled in his heart, should he tell her the truth about saving people back then?

But if Bao Siheng knew the truth, he was the one who saved him back then, how would he treat her?
Giving up on Fu Wanwan falling in love with her?

Would Bo Siheng do this?

Then how should I face him?

A series of questions roiled in his mind, but in the end reason prevailed, Fang Jianning shook his head.

What are you thinking, Janening.

Don't forget, you are Jianning, the real Fang Jianning is dead!
So what if you know the truth?Can it change the fact that the original owner Fang Jianning committed suicide?
Wake up, in the final analysis, no matter who the person who rescued Bo Siheng was, in the final analysis, this matter has nothing to do with you!
With guilt towards the original owner, Fang Jianning planned to rot this matter in his stomach.

The driver drove Bao Siheng to Fang Jianning's house.

He wants to take a good look at what kind of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon is in that house!

Suddenly remembered the phone, seeing the name on the screen, Bao Siheng pressed the answer button without hesitation.

"Si Heng, come and save me!"

The female voice on the other end of the phone was anxious, and Bao Siheng frowned.

"Where are you?"

Rolls-Royce drew a perfect arc at the intersection and galloped in another direction.

Splendid hotel top floor.

From the floor to the corridor, it is made of expensive marble mixed with gold-edged jade. The crystal chandelier on the ceiling is even more overwhelming, and it is bright day and night, like a vast starry sky.

The holy place that the rich flock to, but the purgatory that the poor talk about.

The intruder quickly knocked down the security guards, kicked open the doors one by one, and the dirty deal was suddenly exposed. The tenants were either panicked or angry, but no one dared to trouble the intruder.

Because he is none other than the president of the Bo Group, Bo Siheng!

The Bo Group, a large enterprise that has been inherited for hundreds of years, is a leader in global business, not to mention the whole city.

In a certain room, an expensively dressed man with a greasy face was smoking a cigarette, holding a lady's mobile phone, squinting his eyes and tilting his head to look at the opposite woman, showing a hunting look.

On the other hand, the disheveled woman, whose face turned pale with fright, leaned against the corner and curled up into a ball.

"Miss Fu, who are you calling?"

The man put his phone close to his eyes, looked at the ending screen of the fairy tale that hadn't had time to close, and raised his eyebrows.

"Brother Bo? Is this your lover brother?"

"Give me back the phone..."

The woman looked at the man in horror, speaking without confidence.

"Give it back to you? Okay!"

The man smiled, and stretched out his hand holding the phone, but before the woman touched it, he suddenly turned his wrist, and the phone hit the corner of the wall and shattered.

"what!"

The expression of surprise still froze on her face, and the woman shivered in fright.

"Haha, broken!"

The man was still laughing, even a little crazy, but his eyes were like ice, staring at her.

"Miss Fu, this is boring. We clearly agreed on a good deal, but now you are secretly contacting other men. Why, are you going back on your word?"

Fu Wanwan lowered her head, not daring to look at him, and shrank unconsciously towards the corner of the wall, her voice as thin as a mosquito.

"This money...I will find a way to return it to you!"

"Hahaha!"

The man laughed again, and looked Fu Wanwan up and down, as if he was watching a joke.

"Miss Fu, I've heard these words hundreds of times, and I haven't seen a single penny until now?"

"I'm serious, Mr. Shen, I will definitely give it back to you this time!"

"Come on, this is a debt of [-] million yuan. Your father can't handle it, but you can handle it? Idiots!"

"Really, I really can..."

Before Fu Wanwan could finish her sentence, the man grabbed her hand.

"I won't let you pay it back!"

The man named Mr. Shen approached Fu Wanwan, his mouth full of alcohol: "Didn't we agree, you only need to accompany me today, and the money will be given to you!"