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

Bo Chenchuan's expression immediately darkened,

The surrounding air plummeted.

He stared at her coldly, no emotion could be heard in his voice: "Which one is heavy?"

Jiang Yuan's heart trembled.

Is he unhappy?

"It's the Shen Lin you know."

A murderous look flashed across Bo Chenchuan's eyes, and he let go of Jiang Yuan's big hand just now: "In order to help him get the position, you begged me so actively?"

Jiang Yuan bit her lip: "He can be regarded as my old friend no matter what, I promised to help him."

She was tense in her heart, deeply afraid that the mad dog would suddenly pounce on herself.

The hostility in the man's eyes gradually subsided: "That's all?" There was doubt in his tone.

Jiang Yuan nodded and said sincerely, "Yes."

Bo Chenchuan stared at her for a moment.

After a while, he suddenly hooked his lips, revealing a shallow arc, and bit Jiang Yuan's neck possessively, and refused to let go until a fishy-sweet smell emerged from his mouth.

Her eyes were red from being bitten, but she endured it for the sake of being the vice president of the court.

"For him, I can bear it." Bo Chenchuan raised her chin, stroked the circle of red marks with her fingertips, her eyes were deep and dark, "Since you want to help him so much, then I will help you."

Jiang Yuan's heart was beating wildly, and she vaguely guessed his intention.

"Bo, Bo Chenchuan..." Her voice trembled slightly, "There are people outside."

"Ok?"

He raised his eyebrows, and gracefully took out a tissue to wipe the blood stains from the corner of his mouth, his movements were casual and lazy.

His eyes fell on Jiang Yuan's chest, and there was a joke in his eyes.

"Tell me...why you want to help Shen Lin."

Bo Chenchuan's movements became softer as he spoke, waiting for Jiang Yuan's answer.

He has been giving her a chance all the time, it depends on whether Jiang Yuan can bite the bone he lost.

"Are you sure you want me to ask you in the office now?" Seeing that she didn't say anything, he lowered his head, and ambiguously put his earlobe in his mouth.

Jiang Yuan's whole body stiffened instantly, and she even held her breath.

"Bo Chenchuan, don't, this is the office."

The man licked her sensitive ear, and whispered: "Then say it."

Her eyes fell silent again.

Jiang Yuan was tossed about by him, her body was weak, and she slumped on the back of the chair, panting, her eyes blurred.

"Is this tired?"

He looked at her with pity, and stroked her forehead with his slender and white fingertips, his eyes doting on her: "You are so good at lying."

Jiang Yuan glared at him.

Bo Chenchuan's fingertips landed on her waist, gently rubbing through the clothes slowly: "I'll give you one last chance."

"Say."

She bit her lips tightly, tears welling in her eyes.

Bo Chenchuan sighed, and withdrew his hand to pin her hair behind her ears, with a gentle voice: "See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow."

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment.

I didn't quite understand what Bo Chenchuan meant, but seeing his icy appearance when he stood up, my heart tightened up instantly.

Is this a divorce?

When I wanted to ask, I became a little alienated again, "You will do what Shen Lin does, right?"

Bo Chenchuan suppressed the anger in his heart, picked up Jiang Yuan's collar, "Don't mess with me."

"This is the last time I will help you."

Hearing this, Jiang Yuan's heart dropped, but the tears in her eyes could no longer be stopped.

It was obvious that he wanted to help Bo Chenchuan.

Mingming also agreed to stay away from that mad dog.

How could it be so uncomfortable when the day came to leave?

-

The next day.

Eight in the morning.

There were two limousines parked in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, one of which belonged to Bo Chenchuan, chairman of Bo's Financial Group.

The other was a private car with a special license plate number, and it was the car that Bo Chenchuan used to pick up Jiang Yuan.

That's because she didn't mean to mention that she likes the number five and eight.

He didn't say anything, and asked the driver to drive her to and from get off work.

Jiang Yuan stood beside the car, looking at the handsome man in a well-fitting suit not far away.

Today, he is extraordinarily handsome, with dignity and suave manners in every gesture.

He was explaining something to the assistant beside him with a serious expression.

As if aware of her gaze, he turned his head to look at her with clear eyes, and He Chuchu beside him was wearing the same color clothes as him.

This looks like...

It's really like going to get a certificate with her right after the divorce.

"Let's go."

Bo Chenchuan took the lead in walking towards her, took Chuchu's little hand, and she followed behind in a wheelchair with a smile on her face.

Jiang Yuan glanced back at her, with sadness flashing in her eyes.

"Yuan, are you unhappy?"

She shook her head, held her body instead, and squeezed out a smile on her face: "I'm very happy, I wanted to divorce him a long time ago."

He Chuchu pursed her lips and smiled: "Yes, we Yuanyuan have never been greedy for glory and wealth, and you also agreed to take good care of Chenchuan for me, thank you!"

She pulled her lips, didn't speak, and just stared at the man in front of her.

Maybe it was waiting for him to repent.

When Bo Chenchuan saw her, surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he sneered.

"Why, you can't bear it?" He smiled lowly, "Since you can't bear it, why don't you stay and be my underground mistress?"

Jiang Yuan's heart suddenly prickled.

She gritted her teeth and pinched her palm tightly: "Let's go in."

She knew that Bo Chenchuan didn't want to see her, and even hated her, so he always tried to humiliate her.

Just like two years ago.

It was Jiang Yuan who broke into Bo Chenchuan's weakness.

If she hadn't been Chu Yan's defense lawyer, there wouldn't be so many things.

I will not go to court for this mad dog.

But this level of humiliation, Jiang Yuan can fully bear.

Today she was just... afraid that she would lose him.

Seeing the grievance in her eyes, Bo Chenchuan felt the anger in his heart dissipate for some reason.

He didn't say any more, and pushed He Chuchu to the interior of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

The two walked side by side, they were both talented and beautiful, envious of others.

On the contrary, Jiang Yuan, who was following behind, seemed a little redundant.

"All the documents are complete, just sign here." The staff handed the prepared things to Jiang Yuan.

Her right hand holding the pen was shaking violently, her eyes were sore and swollen, and the tears accumulated in her eye sockets finally rolled down.

Her hands trembled more violently.

He obviously doesn't have any relationship with this mad dog, but he can't sign these words for a long time.

Bo Chenchuan frowned, stretched out his hand to grab her wrist, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sign."

Her fingertips were pinched.

Jiang Yuan looked at him.

The frost in his eyes was colder than the snow outside the window, and the air around him seemed to freeze.

There is only one sentence left in her mind: Bo Chenchuan hates herself.

"Clap!"

Jiang Yuan's tears dripped on the folder, blurring.

"Hurry up and sign, you will have to fill out the application form again when it's late." The staff urged, making Bo Chenchuan's expression ugly.

He stared, but the other party didn't dare to say anything.

She closed her eyes, forced back the tears, and with trembling hands, signed her name on the contract with difficulty.

"I... pick it up."