Madam wants a divorce, paranoid Mr. Bo turns into a loyal dog in seconds

After a day of camping, Wen Yiheng called his bodyguard to pack his things, and they returned to the city center early to avoid peak traffic jams.

The two cars went back to the city center for dinner together. The two children were tired of playing as soon as they got in the car.

Li Manman was resting on the back seat of the car. She was refreshing her circle of friends with her mobile phone, planning to post it in a Jiugongge format.

"Are you tired?" Wen Yiheng asked softly. He opened a bottle of mineral water and gave it to Li Manman.

"It's okay. You're a little tired after all your busy work today." Li Manman shrugged, took Wen Yiheng's water and said some thanks.

"No, I think today was fun. In the future, the two families can hang out together. Next time, we can invite An Juan, a single guy."

When Wen Yiheng said that, Li Manman remembered that he could indeed call An Juan.

"Why didn't An Juan come?" Li Manman asked casually.

"Bo Simu and I didn't call him, and he's been very busy recently, cleaning up the brand's mess." Wen Yiheng said calmly.

"Ah? It's been so long and you're still cleaning up the mess? Didn't you push Ruan Yan to take the blame?"

Li Manman was stunned for a moment, she thought the matter was over.

"It's just a minor matter that she took the blame. Now she is being targeted by relevant departments and needs to be rectified. There are also quality issues that are a matter of the foreign original factory. Now it is temporarily left to An Juan to keep an eye on the brand."

Wen Yiheng explained patiently. He lowered his head and replied to An Juan's message.

Speaking of Ruan Yan, Li Manman had always been curious about something. She turned her head and looked at Wen Yiheng, pretending to be chatting casually.

"Isn't Ruan Yan Bo Simu's fiancée? Just fire her. You can't afford to lose face." Li Manman said slowly.

"Do you think who would dare to touch her without Bo Simu's permission?" Wen Yiheng raised his lips and asked.

Li Manman guessed that Bo Simu and Ruan Yan had relationship problems, otherwise they would not embarrass Ruan Yan. With so many people staring at Ruan Yan, how could they really fire her when they said they would fire her.

Is it possible that Ruan Yan will definitely find a way to stay if Bo Simu loses face with his fiancée.

"Is there something wrong with Ruan Yan and Bo Simu's relationship? Otherwise, how could they be fired?" Li Manman couldn't help but asked.

"You want to know?" Wen Yiheng turned his head and looked at Li Manman, seeing that she was interested.

"It's okay, I'm just a little curious whether Bo Simu should see a doctor for his eyes. After so many choices, he could still choose someone like Ruan Yan..." Li Manman sneered, "A low-level woman."

Wen Yiheng laughed when he saw Li Manman defending Ruan Ruan.

"How do you know that Bo Simu must like Ruan Yan?" Wen Yiheng asked, and Li Manman's eyes lit up.

"No way? He doesn't like Ruan Yan. Is it possible that he really has lingering feelings for Ruan Ruan? Oh my God!"

Li Manman seemed to have discovered a new world. She covered her mouth in surprise and looked at Wen Yiheng with wide eyes.

"What's the use? Aunt Bo's matter has no results. Bo Simu will hate Ruan Ruan all day long."

Wen Yiheng's words were like a basin of cold water that poured out Li Manman's enthusiasm. She was a little happy at first, but now she was not so happy.

"Who would believe that Ruan Ruan really killed someone?" Li Manman rolled his eyes, "Bo Simu just has no brains."

"..." Wen Yiheng said nothing. He watched Li Manman complain about Bo Simu and could only sympathize with his good brother in his heart.

On the other side, the car slowly entered the road. The child in the back seat was sleeping and snoring, and the adults on the left and right were looking at their mobile phones with their heads down.

Ruan Ruan was screening the photos. She selected a few for Yang Yuanyuan to see, and sent some short films of Xiaobao to An Qing.

After having a child, Ruan Ruan occasionally shares photos of the child with relatives and friends.

"Xiaobao's outfit today is really good, the combination looks great." Yang Yuanyuan praised without hesitation.

"Paired with Bo Simu." As soon as Ruan Ruan replied, Yang Yuanyuan sent an exclamation mark.

"The taste of Bo Simu is indeed very good." Yang Yuanyuan insisted on praising him, "It can be seen that Bo Simu is very considerate of Xiaobao."

"Yes, as long as he gets off work, he is willing to play with his children." Ruan Ruan quickly replied to the message.

An Qing sent a voice note, briefly commented on each photo, and finally said, "The clothes Xiaobao wore today are very nice."

Ruan Ruan heard both people say this. She was really curious that Bo Simu's taste was really that good?

"My mother said the clothes you matched for Xiaobao today are very nice." Ruan Ruan specifically spoke to the man next to her, her voice lukewarm.

"Thank you." Bo Simu replied politely, his tone still a bit unfamiliar.

"Even my good friends said that Xiaobao's outfit looks good today. You have good taste." Ruan Ruan added, specifically to see Bo Simu's reaction.

Bo Simu was silent for a while, and his eyes shifted from the phone screen to Ruan Ruan.

"How bad was your taste in matching clothes before?" Bo Simu's voice slowed down, and every word seemed to press on Ruan Ruan's heart.

Ruan Ruan's good mood was half extinguished, and she slowly raised her head to look at Bo Simu.

"Are you kidding me? Of course I have very good taste. I'm not just saying some showy things to give you face. Do you still take it seriously?" Ruan Ruan said unconvinced.

"Okay." Bo Simu raised his eyebrows, not even willing to argue.

Ruan Ruan felt a punch hit the cotton, and his eyes showed a trace of dissatisfaction, but when he calmed down and thought about it, there was nothing to argue about.

The car was stuck in front of the tunnel. Ruan Ruan looked at the passage of more than half an hour. She yawned a little sleepily.

When Bo Simu saw An Juan's message about the brand's handling, he clicked to view and reply later.

"Aren't you with the kids? You have to work overtime today?" An Juan asked casually.

"He is asleep." Bo Simu replied lightly, and he glanced at Xiaobao who was sleeping soundly.

"Okay, after all, you are still a workaholic. You have to find time to deal with work." An Juan admired Bo Simu a little, "If you don't get rich, who will get rich?"

"I can invite you over next time." As soon as Bo Simu sent it, An Juan sent several happy emoticons in succession.

"Really?" An Juan was still looking forward to having a dinner together. He really liked lively scenes.

"We need a barbecue and a nanny to take care of the baby." As soon as Bo Simu replied, An Juan almost wanted to block her.

Bo Simu sent a photo of Xiaobao playing on the grass to An Juan, and he asked An Juan how Xiaobao's clothes were.

"This outfit looks very nice. I feel it tastes good when I look at it." An Juan praised naturally.

An imperceptible smile appeared at the corner of Bo Simu's mouth. It seems that he can match this style in the future.

She carefully matched her clothes today and received so many compliments. Bo Simu has some experience in children's clothes.