The reborn wife is so good at flirting, Mr. Bo spoils her at his own risk

Jingran said hurriedly, "My mother just went to bed. It won't be too late for you to come back when she gets better after a while."

Zhao Jiaojiao had no choice but to give up, take Jingran into the car, and go all the way to a bar called QUEEN.

It's not particularly high-end, but it's very atmospheric and has distinct areas. After entering the door, there was a mysterious and lively scene that was completely different from the outside. Zhao Jiaojiao took Jingran all the way to the innermost booth. The waiter immediately came to greet her, "Sister Jiaojiao, is it still the same today?"

Zhao Jiaojiao pulled Jingran over with a smile, "The drinks will be the same as usual. But you have to help find some young and good-looking waiters for our sisters, preferably ones with good personalities and who can drink and talk."

Jingran's ears turned red when she heard this, and she couldn't help but pinch her waist with her hands.

Although Zhao Jiaojiao said it in a vague way, who doesn't know the hidden meaning of her words?

The male waiter was clearly a male publicist.

She never thought that Zhao Jiaojiao would lead her to such a fancy time.

Zhao Jiaojiao hissed and slapped Jingran's hand unceremoniously, "Look at how useless you are. Don't worry, it's reasonable and legal. We are good citizens and will not do anything illegal."

The waiter had a clear smile on his face, "Don't worry, whatever you give to Sister Jiaojiao must be good."

Jingran looked embarrassed. As soon as the waiter left, she quickly said, "Don't be ridiculous. If my brother finds out, I'm afraid he will break my legs."

Zhao Jiaojiao snorted disapprovingly, rolling her eyes to the sky, "In other words, my brother didn't allow me to take you out to play before. I would have brought you here to see more and eat something good, so you wouldn't get too hot." Get something like Bo Jiamu.”

Jingran: "..."

Zhao Jiaojiao paused and suddenly glanced at Jingran meaningfully, "You won't still be obsessed with him and want to protect him like a jade, right?"

With one sentence, Jingran's original firmness disappeared in an instant.

That's right, why are you so anxious? She hasn't done anything sorry to anyone.

Soon, the drinks were served, and the waiters were really all kinds of people. One of them called her sister very sweet, but because Zhao Jiaojiao had something to say first and just wanted to see her face, they were all very polite.

In the end, Zhao Jiaojiao only left two slender waiters to play cards.

The two of them sat opposite each other, knowing that they were just drinking and spending money, but the waiter was very relaxed and happy for a while.

But this scene is completely different in the eyes of others.

Several men leaning on the booths beside the railing on the second floor looked down.

There weren't many people coming to the bar at this time, and the booths on the first floor were semi-open. The appearance of two beautiful beauties caught everyone's attention, not to mention the "flowers" these two were having, it was hard not to notice. .

Someone recognized Jingran and half-jokingly kicked the table opposite to remind Bo Zhanchen, "Brother Chen, are those your younger siblings downstairs? You can't tell, they are having fun."

"Don't tell me, you are so discerning. The one sitting next to her is the new one last night. I heard that the old aunt from the Zhang family came to give money yesterday and refused to give in. How much money was given? Are you going to obey?"

There was laughter all around, and someone said in a drawl, "Maybe the gift isn't money? Who doesn't like beauty and a good figure?"

This has to be said about Jingran's figure.

Many people had no idea before, but at Li Yiming's birthday party last time, someone gave Jingran a human-shaped cake with big breasts, thin waist, and straight back.

Who wouldn't say a word about the real character after watching it?

Although the human-shaped cake was quickly destroyed, there were quite a few people who had seen it, and they became curious after seeing it. So the small circle gradually came to know that Jingran had a very good figure, but everyone knew that it was really hard to say anything about it. Not many.

As soon as these people finished speaking, they were kicked by the people next to them. They immediately shut up in embarrassment and looked at Bo Zhanchen intently.

"Brother Chen, are you not angry?" A thin man said with a playful smile.

Bo Zhanchen was staring at the mobile phone in his hand. He seemed to have just heard what they were saying. He looked down and passed by Jingran who was holding cards in the booth below and making plans with the man next to him.

It was so calm that no one could tell that he was looking at her.

Immediately, his eyes turned to the man speaking opposite, and he said with a smile, "Why am I angry?"

The other person clapped his hands and said, "I'll just say it. It's not my wife, how can Brother Chen care about us? What's more, she is a friend of Bo Jiamu."

Before Bo Zhanchen could speak, Li Yiming threw the fruit in his hand and said, "What kind of occasion are you talking nonsense here? What's wrong with Jiamu? You brother Chen has no grudge against Bo Jiamu, so don't come here to cause hatred."

Who knows whether these people are talking or singing here? If someone cuts off the head and tail and spreads the word, who knows which version it will turn into.

Although Bo Zhanchen and Bo Jiamu dislike each other, that is the Bo family's own business behind closed doors.

It would be much uglier outside.

The person on the other side immediately took the orange with his hand and smiled, "That's right, that's right, Prime Minister Chen, brother, can hold a boat in his belly."

Li Yiming handed him the ladder without even descending, and his face was not good-looking, "Monkey, do you not understand what the hell you are saying, or have you just returned home and foreign shit is choking your throat? When will it be your turn to make judgments about the Bo family?"

The called monkey spread his hands unscrupulously, "I didn't say anything. I just feel sorry for Brother Chen. I heard that if I marry a Jing family member, Mr. Bo will give me 20% of the shares. Bo Jiamu may be Bo in the future." The real master of the family, so what do we, Brother Chen, mean?"

Bo Zhanchen held the cigarette in his mouth, took a deep breath, and said, "Where did you hear about it? Call someone over, and I'll listen too."

The monkey paused. He didn't know what kind of medicine Bo Zhanchen was selling in the gourd, so he just thought he was joking. "You just heard it. Of course someone said it, but I don't know who said it."

Bo Zhanchen didn't mean to be joking at all. After hearing his perfunctory words, his face suddenly turned cold. He straightened up, put the cigarette butt in his hand directly into the ashtray in front of him, and stared into the monkey's eyes.

Mingming's expression was still smiling, but his voice was indescribably cold, and he said word by word, "I don't understand the words because I didn't express it clearly enough. I want you to find the person who said it, and I will listen to it myself."

Unexpectedly, the monkey was serious, and the expression on his face froze for a moment. He sat upright involuntarily and laughed, "No, Brother Chen, everyone says so. How do I know who is following whom?"

"Then bring the one who told you last time." Bo Zhanchen didn't take it seriously, "I'll ask them one by one."

People around me looked at me and others, dumbfounded.