Mrs. Bo always runs away with her son

Unexpectedly, after the foot injury, Fang Jianning lived the life of a young mistress in Bo Zhai.

Sister-in-law Lin takes care of the food and daily life in person. If there is any need for food and clothing, she only needs to mention it to the servant, and she can get it quickly.Even if she went out to let the wind go, she could still see bodyguards not far away. Even Bo Yan took the initiative to come to her room to look for her every day, which made Fang Jianing deeply moved.

When the original owner was still a serious young lady, she didn't get such a good treatment!

However, such delicious and delicious treatment made Fang Jianing feel even more uneasy.

There is nothing good in the world without a reason, not to mention that it has been several days since I came to Bo's house, and Bao Siheng has always refused to talk about the actual reason for letting her stay in Bo's house.

And the phrase "It's convenient for you to recover from your injuries" always makes Fang Jianing think it's fake.

until she got a call.

"Jian Ning, the matter you asked me to investigate last time is almost ready."

"Who is the other party?"

"I haven't found out exactly who it is, but the account that paid the money is from Fu's."

"Fu Group?"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Jianning looked solemn.

Undoubtedly, it was Fu Wanwan again.

No wonder Bo Siheng did so many things. He probably knew that what happened that day was caused by Fu Wanwan. What "convenient to heal the wounded"?Isn't it just to prevent himself from going to settle accounts with his beloved woman?

Hmph, are you still going to deal with her the way you used to deal with the original owner?

Then your calculations are wrong!
I, Fang Jianning, are definitely not the kind of people who just accept everything!

Fu Wanwan, I can bear you sending people pretending to be ghosts to scare me, it's harmless.However, she made an inch of her head and even wanted my life. I'm sorry, but I'm no longer the soft persimmon you thought I was.

Just in time, let's settle the old and new accounts together!
Bo Siheng repeatedly refused to meet, making Fu Wanwan restless.

Debt collectors have started to visit Fu's house frequently, and Fu Yuanjun and Mingzhu couple even told each other, urging Fu Wanwan to hurry up and get rid of Bo Siheng.

But now she couldn't even meet her request to meet Bo Siheng.

Fu Wanwan, who couldn't bear it any longer, finally went to the Bo's Building.

As always, he still uses the president channel and enjoys the top service, but his state of mind is quite different.

In the past, when she strolled in the courtyard, she could show off her enchanting charm and enjoy the envious eyes of others, but now she is in a hurry, and she just wants to see Bao Siheng quickly.

But someone was blocking the way.

"Miss Fu, the president is not here today!"

Jiang Cong stood in front of Fu Wanwan with a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was just a professional smirk.

"Get out of the way! Don't think I don't know, he's in the company right now!" The location on the phone was clearly displayed, Fu Wanwan frowned, and pushed him away unceremoniously.

Fu Wanwan rushed all the way to the CEO's office and opened the door, but there was no one there.

"It's been said that the president is gone!"

Jiang Cong caught up, the smile on his face turned cold, and he was very unhappy, "Miss Fu, because of the debt collection oolong a few days ago, the president is so busy now that there is a lot of mess that needs to be dealt with. Don't make any more trouble!"

"It's not your turn to care about our affairs, what are you!"

Fu Wanwan was on fire in her heart, and she began to speak indiscriminately. Jiang Cong was speechless and didn't bother to care. He took a step back and simply admitted that she was troublesome.

I searched around the office back and forth, but I didn't see a single person. Fu Wanwan ran out. The location on my phone showed that Bao Siheng was in this building. I had to find him out and ask him today. !
"Hey, Miss Fu, what are you doing?"

Jiang Cong hurriedly frowned and chased after him.

Seeing a familiar figure through the glass gap in the meeting room at a glance, Fu Wanwan's eyes flashed, and she pushed open the door without even looking at the nameplate of the meeting room.

The shareholders meeting of the Bo Group was suddenly interrupted like this. More than 20 elderly participants all looked at the uninvited visitor at the door. Some were surprised, some frowned, some ridiculed, and some watched the excitement.

Bao Siheng looked at Fu Wanwan in surprise, then shifted his gaze to Jiang Cong who was following her, frowning slightly.

"Bo...Boss, Miss Fu...can't stop her."

Jiang Cong blushed and bowed his head, very apologetic.

He knows better than anyone else how important this meeting is to the president. It is a general meeting of shareholders in name, but in fact it is a meeting of shareholders to attack Bo Siheng personally. No investor can easily accept the stock price brought about by the company scandal. The big drop, not to mention the scandal caused by the president's private affairs, the tolerance is even lower.

"Miss Fu, let's go, I beg you, okay?" Jiang Cong desperately pulled Fu Wanwan's clothes from behind, begging in a low voice, but the spoiled and domineering Miss Fu couldn't control it.

"Si Heng, why are you avoiding me?"

"Wanwan, can we talk after my meeting is over?"

Everyone was already displeased with Fu Wanwan's ignorant behavior, but Bo Siheng's tone was calm, he still maintained a gentleman's demeanor and was full of patience.

"So you mean, I'm not important?"

"Late night..."

Regarding Fu Wanwan's reluctance, Bao Siheng was a little helpless, but he still couldn't bear to say a harsh word.

"All right!"

A white-haired old man on the deputy seat stood up, glanced at Fu Wanwan, and patted Bao Siheng on the shoulder.

"I think today's meeting will come here first, Si Heng, you should take care of your personal affairs first!"

Everyone stood up in unison as if they had heard the order, and followed the old man out of the table tacitly. When she passed by Fu Wanwan, she lifted her chin slightly sullenly, as if showing off her victory, but, No one even looked at her.

"Uncle Liu, go slowly."

Bo Siheng's voice came from the conference room, his voice was respectful, but his expression was extremely indifferent.

It seemed that this meeting was not easy, Jiang Cong secretly stuck out his tongue, the matter had come to this point, before he had any sense of existence, he sneaked away.

The huge conference room fell silent in an instant, and a weak sigh came from Bao Siheng's chest. After closing the document, Bao Siheng raised his eyes to look at the person at the door, his expression softened a little.

"Wanwan, why are you here?"

The other party's tone was gentle, remembering the bold words he had promised his parents before leaving to take down Bo Siheng in one fell swoop, Fu Wanwan abruptly swallowed the questioning that had just come to his lips, and put on an innocent yet guilty expression. Simple expression.

"I miss you, and I can't get an appointment with you, so I can only come to you... Was the meeting just now very important? I...Did I do something wrong?"

"It's nothing, you don't have to feel sorry."

This kind of thing happened more than once or twice, Bo Siheng was already immune, he could afford such arrogance to his beloved woman.

Hearing this, Fu Wanwan's face brightened immediately, she twisted her waist and threw herself into Bao Siheng's arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and began to wink delicately, trying her best to be charming.