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

He raised his eyebrows: "But I think you are very interesting and I want to tease you."

Jiang Yuan: "..."

tease?

Did he think he was teasing the cat?

"That necklace suits you very well and matches your skin tone." He suddenly praised.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the exquisite necklaces placed in the display cabinet next to her, "Thank you."

Seeing this, Gu Zichen spoke again, "Let's do this. I'll give you the tie clip and we can be friends."

Jiang Yuan was stunned, "Friend?"

He said this easily and didn't seem to be taking it too seriously.

But Jiang Yuan inexplicably felt a strong and overbearing possessiveness, as if declaring sovereignty.

It was something she had never felt before.

"Mr. He, do you have a good heart? Whether you give me this tie clip or not, I won't be able to become friends with you."

"You don't even think about who you are."

"Okay, I hope you won't regret it, Mrs. Song."

He Ze stood there and looked at her, his thin lips raised. He lowered his head and glanced at his watch. It was almost time, so he raised his feet and walked towards the outside of the elevator.

"Wow, this necklace is so beautiful. It will look great on you." The lady at the counter broke the silence between the two of them and looked at Jiang Yuan slowly.

Jiang Yuan glanced at the price and said, "Wrap it up."

"Ok."

Jiang Yuan hung the necklace around her neck, and a dazzling red reflected in the mirror.

She reached out and touched the pendant, smiled, and couldn't help but look in the direction He Ze left.

She seemed to have guessed correctly.

Is He Ze really Bo Chenchuan?

……

At the same time, in the Song Company building, in the office of the president of Song Group.

Song Jingnian sat back on the boss's chair and tapped his fingers on the table, making a clicking sound.

The secretary opened the door, walked in cautiously, and reported: "Mr. Song, Madam went to the mall for shopping."

Song Jingnian stopped moving his fingers and slowly looked up at the secretary. His handsome face was calm and he asked casually: "What did she buy?"

"Necklaces, earrings and rings are all luxury brands." Secretary Hui reported.

A trace of gloom flashed in Song Jingnian's eyes. He lowered his eyes and continued to process the documents without saying a word.

The secretary quietly glanced at the boss and saw that his expression was not friendly, so he immediately stepped back with understanding.

After Jiang Yuan returned to the villa.

Move all the things you bought to your room, then take out the key and open the bedroom door.

She threw her bag on the sofa, walked straight to the window, and opened the heavy curtains.

The biting cold swept over her, and Jiang Yuan couldn't help but shiver, and quickly closed the curtains again.

She walked to the bed, sat cross-legged on the soft mattress, and stared out the window.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, the wind was howling, and the rain was pouring.

"Crackling--" Big raindrops hit the glass, making a muffled sound.

Jiang Yuan turned to look out the window with a complicated expression.

After a while, she took a deep breath, climbed off the bed, and stepped on the soft carpet with her bare feet.

The night wind blew against her thin body, causing her to shrink, but only for a moment.

Outside the window was a row of towering trees, which made Jiang Yuan close her eyes and let the night wind blow on her face.

This excitement made her forget her fear.

"He Ze, I've seen through you." She whispered softly on her lips, and these words stuck in her heart.

"Bo Chenchuan, whatever you make me sad will be returned to me."

She turned and walked towards the house, took off her slippers, got into the bed, covered herself with a thin silk quilt, and curled up.

The night was getting darker and the wind was biting, and Jiang Yuan couldn't sleep well even after sleeping for a long time.

Maybe it was because he knew he was still alive.

The next morning, Jiang Yuan woke up at dawn.

She lifted off the quilt, got out of bed, washed up, changed her clothes and hurried out of the house.

As soon as she left the villa courtyard, she happened to meet a man walking towards her.

After the man saw her, he stopped and glanced at her lightly, "Would you like breakfast?"

Jiang Yuan nodded, feeling better than ever before: "Okay."

Song Jingnian stopped talking nonsense and walked forward with long legs.

The two walked one behind the other without speaking.

Soon, he stopped and looked back at the girl following him.

She was wearing a beige knitted skirt and black trousers, simple and elegant.

Jiang Yuan followed him, looking at his back as tall as a bamboo.

She pursed her lips, walked forward, and shouted, "I wanted to buy you a tie clip yesterday as a compensation for your birthday gift, but someone else beat me to it."

Gu Zichen turned to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"It's that jewelry designer He Ze..."

Gu Zichen raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her with interest, "Have you ever felt that this jewelry designer looks very much like the same person?"

"Bo Chenchuan."

"Although you told me before, I feel that the appearance of these two people is even more of a coincidence."

Jiang Yuan choked up when he heard this, gritted his teeth and stared at him, "You are right."

Gu Zichen raised his eyebrows, "I don't understand. You already know about this and you still deliberately pester him. Aren't you afraid of being hurt again?"

"I……"

Jiang Yuan opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly she heard a car horn.

Following the sound, a luxury car came quickly and braked hard not far from them.

Jiang Yuan gasped in fright and hurriedly hid behind Song Jingnian. She had a bad feeling.

She raised her head and looked at the luxury car parked on the roadside.

A woman about 60 or [-] years old stepped out of the car. She was wearing a navy blue cheongsam and a high bun. She had exquisite makeup and well-maintained skin. She perfectly interpreted what it means to have a childlike appearance.

"Mom!" Song Jingnian called her in a calm tone.

Jiang Yuan looked at him and rolled her throat. What was supposed to come was coming.

"Why are you standing here basking in the sun?" Mother Song frowned, "Go back inside quickly to avoid heat stroke."

As she spoke, she walked up to them and held Jiang Yuan's hand affectionately, "Yuan Yuan, you haven't come to see my mother-in-law for a long time. I miss you so much."

Jiang Yuan smiled obediently at her, "I'm preparing to visit you in the next few days."

"You girl!" Mother Song scratched the tip of her nose lovingly.

"Let's go in first." Song Jingnian said at the right time.

"Okay." Mother Song gently held Jiang Yuan's hand and walked towards the villa.

Jiang Yuan lowered his head, his eyes fell on Song Mu's hand, and he blinked, a little surprised.

Although Mother Song's hands were white and tender, her palms were rough and dry.

Song's mother noticed her gaze and explained: "As you get older, you will always become rough. Yuanyuan, don't dislike Auntie."

Jiang Yuan shook his head: "No."

"Let's go inside, don't get sunburned." Mother Song smiled kindly.

Jiang Yuan nodded, "I'm very happy that you can come."