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

"Maybe my eldest sister."

Bo Chenchuan's words caught Jiang Yuan's attention, and she slowly raised her head to look at him who was worried in front of her, "Shouldn't it be Tang She?"

"No, it should be Tang Wanru."

"According to Xia Xia's description, those who kidnapped her should not be bad looking, and my eldest sister happens to be in the media."

"Even her own assistant is a one-to-one handsome guy."

Jiang Yuan frowned slightly and described it like this, which made her involuntarily think of a woman again.

Wen Ting.

Thinking about it, Wei Yang couldn't help laughing, "Wen Ting is also such a person, she doesn't care about anything but loves handsome guys."

Hearing her words, Bo Chenchuan had an idea, reached out and put away the photos on the desktop.

"I'll go and coax Xia Xia to sleep first, and you call Wen Ting."

Listening to what the man in front of her said, Jiang Yuan was just about to get up with a dazed expression, and she suddenly understood what Bo Chenchuan meant.

The handsome guy Wen Ting likes.

And she happens to be from a model studio, so there aren't many handsome guys in Beijing who can do it.

Doesn't this happen to be Wen Ting's strong point?

Seeing her expression suddenly changed, Bo Chenchuan didn't say any more, Jiang Yuan must have understood what he said.

"Wen Ting, I need your help with something." She flipped through her laptop and slowly slid down the page of Wen Ting's studio, "Give me the contact information of the models that disappeared yesterday and today."

Wen Ting was dumbfounded, but didn't ask any more questions.

Immediately contact my assistant to call out all the leave records of the male models in the three studios in Beijing.

I saw more than 1000 models in the email, and my face turned dark immediately, "Didn't you say that there are not many handsome guys in the Beijing circle who can be handsome?"

She coughed and laughed slowly, "Are you tired of watching Master Bo and are you ready for a new taste?"

The man standing by the side immediately turned gloomy, gritted his teeth and said to the other end of the phone, "Tired of watching?"

"nonexistent."

The other end of the phone seemed to be struck by lightning, and I was stuck for a long time and dared not speak.

Jiang Yuan also smiled, and continued to look through all the model records on the computer, "By the way, Wen Ting, can you check the entry and exit records of the models?"

"Immigration records?"

"I need to know who has been abroad and how long they have stayed in the country. The more detailed the better."

Wen Ting was taken aback, she didn't expect Jiang Yuan to ask for so much information this time, she didn't ask any more questions, and went directly to inquire.

Within five minutes her phone rang again.

"What's the matter?" There was hope in her voice, after all, Wen Ting's contacts in the Beijing circle were not a joke.

"There are not many models going abroad. I have organized them into emails and sent them to you."

"but……"

Wen Ting's voice was full of hesitation, and within the hesitation was a bit of joy, as if she was excited as if she had discovered a shocking secret.

"I found an interesting one. I checked the plane to Provence and saw that an interesting person appeared among my models."

"who is it?"

"Tang Wanru."

Jiang Yuan's face became extremely serious, and after a moment of contemplation, she slowly said, "Are you familiar with her?"

There was a sly gleam in her eyes.

"As expected, I'm right." Bo Chenchuan lovingly stroked the top of her head, his tone was extraordinarily gentle, "Now is not the time to be in a hurry, to confront her."

Listening to Master Bo's words, Wen Ting swallowed all her curiosity, and said to the other end of the phone, "Xia Xia is my goddaughter, take good care of her."

"And Jiang Yuan, you also have to take care of yourself."

"The other one, whatever."

As soon as the voice finished speaking, the other party quickly hung up the phone without giving Bo Chenchuan any chance to reply.

Jiang Yuan flipped through the information sent by Wen Ting, looked at the seven or eight handsome models inside, and unconsciously tickled the end of her eyes at night.

"Are you dumbstruck?" Bo Chenchuan stretched out his big hand and put it on Jiang Yuan's head, forcing her to turn in front of him.

Only allowing her to look at her, she curled her lips helplessly, "Don't worry now, Tang Wanru has always been quick, precise and ruthless in everything she does. If she makes a mistake this time, she will definitely find the next opportunity."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan's heart was completely chilled.

"Anyway, there are thousands of mistakes, all of which are the fault of your Bo family."

Bo Chenchuan didn't say anything, he also agreed with this sentence.

But all the while, the black hands behind the scenes are pointing at Mr. Bo who is in the prison. Before he achieves his goal, his power will be shrouded around them for a long time.

"Then what should we do now."

Looking at the dark night sky outside the window, he slowly frowned and revealed a meaningful smile.

Jiang Yuan didn't understand.

But now she trusts the man in front of her.

She didn't say much, she just stood beside him silently and watched his wrist was bruised, "Does the fracture still hurt?"

Bo Chenchuan's expression did not change, he looked at the woman in front of him with a smile, this kind of tenderness was revealed from the inside out.

Unknowingly, I have been entangled with the man in front of me for six years.

In the constant separation, she gradually found that she seemed to be unable to leave him gradually, "How long will it take to be better after the steel plate?"

Bo Chenchuan was taken aback.

He squinted at his elbow and then slowly looked at his crippled leg, his eyes turned red immediately, "I'm sorry, it seems that I haven't protected you well from the beginning to the end."

The starry sky tonight is extremely dazzling, Jiang Yuan leaned on his shoulder and looked at the bright stars in the sky, and said softly, "I once thought, what would you do if one day I died?"

"Don't think about it, I promised you that I will accompany you through this life."

Jiang Yuan hooked his neck, and kissed his lips lightly, "Then you promised me this."

She looked up, but didn't dare to look directly into his eyes, for she was afraid that her tears would fall.

I kept murmuring in my heart, not allowed to cry.

But the tears still flowed down unconsciously in the atmosphere at the moment.

Bo Chenchuan looked at the woman in front of him deeply, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry, Yuanyuan."

She stretched her arms around the man's strong waist and leaned on his chest, "A Chuan, I don't blame you, I just hope you don't get hurt again."

"I promise you." Bo Chenchuan comforted the woman in his arms with a gentle voice.

Jiang Yuan closed her eyes, allowing two drops of crystal clear water to slip out from the corners of her eyes and smash into his shirt.

Do not know why.

It's like a telepathy with Bo Chenchuan, always feeling that something big will happen to him.

But what she can do now is to stay by his side.

Never let him get hurt again.

"It's better... let me protect you this time."