Addicted to pretending to be good, paranoid Mr. Bo can't stop

The car was parked outside, his face was very ugly, "There is someone at home, come home with me to sleep tonight." Yan whispered in Jiang Yuan's ear.

Although Grandma Bo likes Pei Niannian, she doesn't want her grandson to marry a woman with chaotic private life and low moral character.

She is tolerant enough to Jiang Yuan.

But this tolerance does not mean that she will tolerate Jiang Yuan mixing with Bo Yinchen under her nose.

"Go and live with us tonight, it's the old house at the head of our family."

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, but immediately realized.

It turned out that he wanted to take the opportunity to take her to his house.

Just when she was about to refuse, she saw Bo Yinchen's deep phoenix eyes staring straight at her, like a pool, full of suffocating depression.

She pursed her lips tightly, and after a while, lowered her head: "Okay."

A smile flickered across Bo Yinchen's eyes, "Good boy, get in the car."

Their family's old house is a group of antique manor villas on the outskirts of the imperial capital, with an elegant environment and beautiful scenery.

This time, Father Bo invited Jiang Yuan and Bo Yinchen over.

When Jiang Yuan arrived at the old house, the second and third bedrooms of the Bo family were also there.

In addition, there is a 40-year-old woman sitting in a wheelchair.

She was wearing a light blue cheongsam, combing her hair in a retro bun, and her well-maintained face was painted with exquisite makeup, making her look graceful and luxurious.

Jiang Yuan knew her——

This is Mother Bo, the mistress of the Bo family.

"Mom." Bo Yinchen greeted Bo's mother.

Mother Bo looked at her son tenderly, and smiled kindly: "Yinchen, quickly bring Miss Jiang into the house."

Jiang Yuan nodded slightly, "Auntie."

Bo Mu nodded with a smile, and looked away from Jiang Yuan.

She is an extremely smart woman, and from her son's attitude, she can infer that Jiang Yuan and Bo Yinchen have a very close relationship.

However, she was not disgusted.

Jiang Yuan has outstanding temperament and delicate appearance, so she is very suitable to be her future daughter-in-law.

Bo Yinchen pushed Jiang Yuan in front of Bo's mother, "Mom, this is my fiancee, Jiang Yuan."

"Hello." Jiang Yuan greeted politely.

Bo Mu nodded with a smile: "I heard Yin Chen mention you a long time ago. When I saw you today, you are really a lady."

"Auntie praises you."

Bo Yinchen stood by and watched the interaction between the two, ignoring the restlessness in his heart.

He felt strange, why did he feel disgusted with Jiang Yuan?

Could it be because she is Pei Niannian's friend?

But Pei Niannian has nothing to do with him.

It's just a stranger who has met twice and chatted a few words. How could he hate her?

Jiang Yuan felt uncomfortable being stared at by his hot eyes, she pulled the corners of her lips, greeted Bo Mu, and prepared to go upstairs.

Bo's mother called her to stop: "Miss Jiang, Yinchen is busy with work on weekdays, so it's rare for him to come back for dinner. Please sit with me for a while."

Jiang Yuan was stunned, and looked at Bo Yinchen.

His face darkened slightly, but he didn't refute.

"Okay." She replied softly.

She sat on the sofa and took a sip from the teacup the servant had made.

Bo's mother saw her elegant posture and good conversation, she nodded secretly, this girl is quite suitable for Yinchen.

"Yinchen, sit down too." Bo's mother smiled at Bo Yinchen.

"Mom, I still have company matters to deal with, so I'll go to the study first." Bo Yinchen said lightly.

His tone was alienated and indifferent, without the usual intimacy, and even addressed him as mom.

The smile on Bo's mother's face froze for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal, "Well, go, pay attention to rest."

She looked a little disappointed.

However, she soon let go of it.

Yinchen's personality is relatively reserved and not good at expressing, or he doesn't bother to communicate with her at all, that's why he is like this.

Jiang Yuan was keenly aware of Bo's mother's abnormality, she took a peek at Bo Yinchen, but saw that he was still calm and breezy.

This guy definitely didn't do it on purpose!

Jiang Yuan relaxed.

However, she always felt that the way Bo Yinchen looked at her gave her the illusion of being stared at by a poisonous snake.

Bo Yinchen went straight up the stairs.

Jiang Yuan sat on the sofa doing nothing, her eyes fell on Bo Mu, and she looked calm, without any waves.

Jiang Yuan was a little surprised.

According to common sense, Bo Yinchen's actions should cause her mother-in-law's dissatisfied mood swings, right?

After all, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are natural enemies.

She remembered that Bo Yinchen was very filial in the past, especially when treating his elders, treating them like ancestors.

But now, he didn't even bother to say hello, so he went upstairs.

Jiang Yuan frowned, how did he do such a disrespectful behavior to the elders?

She really couldn't figure it out.

"Yuan, come, talk to Auntie."

Mother Bo called Jiang Yuan over, took her hand, and patted her tenderly.

Jiang Yuan smiled and shook her head: "Auntie, I'm a little tired, I want to go back to the bedroom first."

Bo Mu nodded: "Okay, you can go."

"Then I'll go first, goodbye, auntie."

After Jiang Yuan said goodbye, she went up to the second floor, opened a door and walked into the bedroom.

As soon as she entered, she saw Bo Yinchen sitting on the head of the bed with crossed legs and a cigarette between his slender fingertips. The scarlet flames danced in the night, and the smoke lingered, blurring the handsome profile of the man, making him He looked more and more grim.

Jiang Yuan's footsteps paused slightly, "You don't even come down to help me."

Her voice is soft and sweet.

Bo Yinchen turned his eyes and glanced at her.

Jiang Yuan's facial features are more oriental, her skin is white and delicate, and the combination of her facial features makes her look more small and exquisite. Her nose bridge is high and her lips are bright red and full. It is a typical oval face. There is a pure and lively flow between her brows, as clean and beautiful as a girl in first love.

She was wearing a plain cotton and linen dress, her waist was full, and her long black curly hair was scattered on her shoulders, casually draped over her chest, making her neck even more white.

Bo Yinchen's Adam's apple rolled, he stubbed out the cigarette butt, threw it into the trash can, and got out of bed.

"Aren't you tired?" Bo Yinchen frowned.

Looking at Jiang Yuan, he always felt that she was a little abnormal tonight.

Jiang Yuan blinked her eyes: "Why are you tired?"

Bo Yinchen looked at her.

With such a delicate appearance, how dare she say that she is not tired?

Bo Yinchen was not happy.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed her arm, pulled her hard, and pulled her into his arms, "You've been a little too noisy recently."

Jiang Yuan was startled, subconsciously raised her hand to support Bo Yinchen's chest, "I... I didn't make trouble..."

Bo Yinchen grabbed her wrist and put her little hand down, "Go to sleep if you don't make trouble."

Jiang Yuan looked at his serious look, feeling a little flustered.

Did he misunderstand something?

Seeing her sluggish look, Bo Yinchen couldn't help but pick her up and throw her on the bed.

He bullied himself to press on Jiang Yuan, who felt a little uncomfortable when he looked at her, and curled her lips: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Her eyes were flushed, and she looked aggrieved, like a frightened elk.

Bo Yinchen stubbed out the cigarette butt, and walked up to her with long legs.

He stretched out his slender fingers to lift her chin: "You are getting more and more courageous, how dare you disobey me?"

Jiang Yuan turned her head to avoid his touch: "I didn't disobey you."

She looked stubborn, "Bo Yinchen, don't forget, who gave birth to your child! We have been married for five years, and I also gave birth to a son for you. You owe me too much!"

Bo Yinchen snorted coldly: "

He snuffed out the cigarette between his fingers, threw it into the trash can, walked to the closet with his long straight legs, took out a black shirt and put it on, with neat and handsome movements.

Then he turned around and walked towards her, "What do you need my help for?"

His tone was calm.

As if it was just a routine inquiry.

However, Jiang Yuan was terrified when she heard it, and a cold air rushed up her back. She tried her best to maintain her composure: "Auntie came to me to know about your condition."

Her voice trembled slightly: "Don't worry, I will definitely cure you."

"Oh, really?"

Bo Yinchen raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand, and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up.