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

Jingran had a sullen face, turned around and sat back at the coffee table.

She stared at the various information on the coffee table, and the more she looked at it, the more upset she became.

He simply pushed the organized documents to the side, leaned on the sofa, and raised his arms to cover his eyes.

Jingran only made a decision in an instant.

She wants Bo Zhanchen to leave here!

"Mr. Bo, if your injury is healed, please move out of my house. If you really need someone to take care of you, I can find two caregivers for you at any time." Jingran's voice was cold.

Bo Zhanchen, who was standing at the entrance, froze and raised his head subconsciously.

The man's sharp eyes made Jingran's heart skip a beat.

She explained: "Don't get me wrong, it won't do your injury any good if you live here with me now, and as you can see, I can't even take care of myself, and I'm afraid I can't take care of the patient either."

Bo Zhanchen looked at Jingran coldly, "You want to drive me away?"

Jingran frowned and glared at Bo Zhanchen, "I'm just a suggestion. I didn't say I'd drive you away. Mr. Bo, don't think too much. I'm doing this for your own good."

"Jingran, are you avenging your personal revenge?" Bo Zhanchen turned sideways and stepped to the sofa. His tall figure cast a large shadow on the sofa, completely blocking Jingran.

The suddenly darkened environment made Jingran turn her head uncomfortably, avoiding eye contact with the man.

"If you think so, there's nothing I can do about it." Jingran murmured in a low voice, "Mr. Bo, my temple is small and cannot accommodate a giant Buddha like yours. If something happens to you in my house, I am a sinner, and I cannot bear such a big crime."

Jingran was furious.

There was only one thought in her mind, which was to make this man disappear from her eyes. Otherwise, she really couldn't guarantee what she would do.

Jingran's hands hanging on the sofa were clenched tightly, and she tilted her head awkwardly, which made Bo Zhanchen's eyes become more and more dangerous.

He sneered, "Jingran, now is not the time for you to lose your temper. We'll talk about work later. Follow me for dinner."

"I'm full. I'm not free. Mr. Bo can do what he wants." Jingran rejected Bo Zhanchen's proposal without hesitation. She stood up suddenly, pushed the man away and rushed back to her bedroom, locking the door behind her.

She fell on the bed, her nose was sore, her eyes were hot, and her stubborn little face was full of unwillingness.

Why does Bo Zhanchen? !

"Jingran, open the door!" Bo Zhanchen's knock came from the bedroom door.

Jingran hugged the pillow and remained motionless.

"Jingran, why are you so angry? If you have something to say clearly, what's the point of locking yourself up?" Bo Zhanchen stopped knocking on the door, his voice filled with anger.

Jingran didn't intend to pay attention to him at all. She buried her head with a pillow and pretended to be an ostrich.

Jingran didn't know how long she stayed in the bedroom. She didn't let out a sigh of relief until there was no sound outside.

She pulled her hair and climbed out of bed dejectedly. She groped around for a while, but then she remembered that her phone was still left in the living room.

Jingran secretly opened the bedroom door a small crack, the lights in the living room were on, and the study door was still closed.

After confirming that Bo Zhanchen was not there, she quietly picked up the mobile phone thrown on the sofa.

"Om..."

The phone vibrated suddenly, startling Jingran. She hurriedly pressed the answer button, and Xie An's voice came out.

"Ms. Jing, I'm already at the airport now. After the plane lands, I will wait for you directly at the inspection area. In addition, didn't we set a rough inspection time before? Why did Mr. Bo suddenly advance the time?"

"The time is advanced?" Jingran glanced at the computer, looked at the time displayed in the lower right corner, and quickly checked the day's air tickets.

Seeing the four big words "ticket sales ended", a surge of anger rushed to Jingran's forehead!

It's nine o'clock in the evening!

The last flight to the sea will take off in half an hour!

Xie An on the other end of the phone was puzzled: "Don't you know? Mr. Bo just called me and said that the inspection team has set off. I was still thinking about asking Miss Jing to go out for a walk after landing."

"I have an unexpected situation here. I have booked a flight for tomorrow morning. Don't worry, Mr. Xie, I will definitely be there during the inspection."

After hanging up the phone, Jingran's back teeth were about to break.

Bo Zhanchen, you are so good!

Play first and then play, right? !

She didn't believe it yet, she had to go to the project inspection in the sea area!

Jingran booked a flight that night for the next morning.

But when she dragged her suitcase downstairs, she found two bodyguards in black suits standing at the door of the complex.

As soon as the two of them saw Jingran, they walked over in a few steps and stopped her directly at the elevator entrance.

"Miss Jing, you can't go out."

"Why can't I go out?" Jingran glared at the bodyguards, "You are restricting my personal freedom!"

"Miss Jing, Mr. Bo has ordered that you cannot step out of the gate of the community until your wound is healed. Now, please, Miss Jing, please hand over your ID card, household register and passport." The bodyguard looked at Jing with a kind expression. Ran raised her hand and snatched the suitcase from her hand.

"Miss Jing is still not feeling well yet, don't be angry, we will take you upstairs right now."

The two bodyguards pulled Jingran to the left and right, dragging her into the elevator without even giving her a chance to struggle.

There is a huge disparity in strength between men and women, not to mention that the two bodyguards are nearly 1.9 meters tall and muscular.

Jingran's little arms couldn't twist her thighs at all.

Looking at the elevator door gradually closing, Jingran's heart sank to the bottom.

"What does Bo Zhanchen mean? Put me under house arrest?" Jingran took a deep breath and glared at the bodyguards on both sides, "Why does he do this? Where are they now?"

The bodyguard on the left took off his sunglasses and said, "Mr. Bo asked me to tell you that according to the agreement you two reached before, you need to unconditionally meet any of his requirements before the agreement is terminated. He now wants you to stay at home. Everything in the company has also been switched to working from home, and he has approved it.”

Another agreement!

Can this bastard Bo Zhanchen have any other tricks?

Jingran gritted her teeth and could only watch the elevator numbers keep beating.

When she returned to the apartment with her suitcase, all relevant documents were confiscated.

Before she could sit down, Jing Heng called.

"Jingran, what's going on? Haven't you already terminated your engagement with Bo Jiamu? Why would the Bo family increase their cooperation?"

"What increases cooperation?" Jingran asked with a frown.

Jing Heng was emotional, "Just this morning, Bo's special administrative assistant took a cooperation plan and asked me to sign it. I took a quick look at it. Just from that plan alone, Jing's profit was close to eight figures. Count! What kind of ecstasy soup did you pour into them at Bo's?"