The female supporting role is the ultimate boss

On the phone, Song Qingyang froze.

Looking at Tang Jiming who was also staring wide-eyed, he asked cautiously, "Master Bo, Qiu Fengzhi is recruiting mercenaries, are you... sure to approach my sister-in-law as a mercenary?"

Bo Yunqian paused, and his cold eyes became more and more air-conditioned.

Tang Jiming whispered an idea, "Why don't we find someone who is about the same age as Miss Jiang as her classmate and protect her?"

After speaking, he muttered to himself again.

"Master Bo is going to be a bodyguard, will Young Master Jiang be willing? If you get a classmate, it's impossible to stay together 24 hours a day. It's unreliable..."

"Let me just say, Miss Jiang doesn't know how to use fists and kicks, something will happen sooner or later, let's see..."

Song Qingyang glared at Tang Jiming.

Mouthing him, "You... are dead."

Tang Jiming pinched his neck, "You are the one who is going to die."

"Find out about the black car driver first."

Song Qingyang immediately said hello, "The driver had already caught a girl halfway, but he was not satisfied, so he reached out to commit the crime the second time...Master Bo, this matter is probably not as simple as it appears on the surface."

"Go and investigate, and hold them accountable to the end."

Bo Yunkuan hung up the phone and took a long breath.

If he cared about it, it would be messed up.

Jiang Li's skill, he dare not say that he is very sure of it, under his command, how can there be someone better than her skill?
Another one, he was not at ease entrusting her safety to others.

Bo Yunkuan took out his phone and sent a message to Jiang Li.

Y·K: Motou.jpg Where are you?

After sending the message, I felt it was too deliberate, so I added another sentence.

YK: I am more free recently, why join the group for shooting at any time?
Jiang Li replied quickly.

Fiancee: At home, soon, the set has been completed, the leading role will be done tomorrow, and I will pick you up to the shooting location on weekends.

Fiancee: Your friend's fiancee transfers 13140 yuan to you.

Fiancee: Your friend's fiancee transfers 52000 yuan to you.

Bo Yunkuan glanced at the transfer from Jiang Li.

His eyes fell on the party where she came to pick him up on the weekend, and just as the corners of his lips curled into a smile, he saw that she sent another screenshot of her balance.

Fiancee: screenshot.jpg
Fiancee: Be nice to yourself, I recently made a lot of money in stocks, so don’t worry about spending it boldly!count money.jpg
Bo Yuncuan held his forehead, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and a smile surged in his eyes.

His slender fingers stroked Jiang Li's head, imagining her soft and slightly long curly hair.

Swipe your fingertips, tap the phone screen twice, and click to collect.

The other party shows that it is typing...

Bo Yunkuan suppressed a smile and typed a few words.

Y K: If you take money from your fiancée, you are now the fiancée's. How does your fiancée want me to repay you?
Fiancee: If you take my money, you will be mine!
Bo Yunqian laughed lightly.

Y·K: I have nothing on my body, so it is better to promise each other with my body.

The other party shows that it is typing...

After the long input display stopped, Bo Yunkuan saw Jiang Li reply.

Fiancee: Uncle, I am underage.shivering.jpg
Bo Yunqian laughed loudly.

Y·K: Touch the head.jpg
After confirming that she was safe and sound, Bo Yunkuai breathed a sigh of relief.

He put down his phone, opened his laptop, ran to the backstage of a certain bank, and got a bank card for himself.

Then, from the public account of his manor, he transferred 3 yuan to himself, and it was divided into six payments in half a year.

Then, 3 yuan was thrown into the stock market.

Children like to play, he has to cooperate and find more common topics.

Otherwise, every time his words are dry, how can he please his little fiancee?
He raised his head, leaned on the back of the chair, covered his eyes, and smiled from the corners of his lips.

At dawn, Song Qingyang sent over the information he had found.

"As we expected, this person not only has a criminal record, but also built a cellar at home. Lao Tang and I went to explore it in the middle of the night, and there are three eighteen-year-old girls locked up inside..."