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

She looked at the contact information she had just passed on her phone and blocked the person without any hesitation.

"Didn't we have a happy chat just now? If we block people like this, aren't we afraid of hurting their hearts?"

Bo Zhanchen's voice came from behind. Jingran turned around subconsciously, but the man grabbed her around the waist and pressed her whole body against the glass window.

"Jingran, you are going too far now..." The man's low voice, and the hot breath falling on her ear, made Jingran instinctively dodge.

She tilted her head and tensed her body, "Mr. Bo didn't go to accompany your girlfriend, why did you come to me to waste time? If Miss Sun sees it, I will be blamed for it." "

Jingran provocatively opened Bo Zhanchen's hand on her waist, turned around calmly, and met the man's gaze.

"Should I say it or not? Mr. Bo, your vision is indeed a bit poor this time."

The strength of the Sun family was not much different from that of the Jing family before they suffered heavy losses.

Sun Jiajia has a perverse personality and is notoriously unpopular in the circle.

Bo Zhanchen was involved with such a person, and it was difficult for Jingran not to suspect that he had ulterior motives.

Her overly calm gaze made Bo Zhanchen frown.

"You just want to tell me this when you see this scene?" Bo Zhanchen's voice was cold and his tone became darker.

Just looking at Zhao Bin's hand on Jingran's shoulder, he almost asked Chen Zhao to put the person into a sack, fill it with cement, and throw it into the sea.

How could this woman have been hanging out with those people for so long and still say such inhumane words like she was nothing?

Bo Zhanchen gritted his teeth, his jawline gradually tightening.

But Jingran's smile became even brighter, "Otherwise, what did Boss Bo want me to say? That you cried, made trouble, and hanged yourself while fighting with these women around you?"

She raised her eyebrows helplessly, "If Mr. Bo wants to watch this show, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. There are plenty of men, and I don't have to do it with you."

Bo Zhanchen lowered his head, held Jingran's chin with one hand, and asked softly, "Are you sure?"

Bo Zhanchen had heard Jingran's words before, and he meant that it was just some little trick by Jingran to mock Sun Jiajia.

But now when he heard this, coming out of her mouth, Bo Zhanchen felt an unreasonable irritation exploding in his chest.

He squeezed Jingran's hand and slowly forced her to look up at him. When she still wanted to speak, he suddenly lowered his head and blocked her chattering mouth.

The tit-for-tat atmosphere suddenly became a bit ambiguous.

Jingran was surrounded by Bo Zhanchen's arms, with transparent glass behind her.

For a moment, Jingran felt like a fish on the chopping board, letting others mess with her.

And also to be watched in public.

The belated shame scratched into Jingran's heart like a sharp knife.

Without thinking, she pushed Bo Zhanchen away, her injured palms wiping her lips that were almost red and swollen from the man's ravage over and over again.

The wound opened again, and it wasn't until the blood rubbed against her cheek that Jingran stopped moving belatedly.

She was panting heavily, and her legs were so weak that she had to hold on to the window to stand steady, "Mr. Bo, your girlfriend is still waiting for you. I'm afraid she doesn't want to see traces of other women on your body."

Bo Zhanchen's floral shirt was wrinkled by Jingran.

He stood a few steps away, staring at the woman in front of him with complicated eyes, and explained: "The matter between Sun Jiajia and me is not what you think."

"Boss, you don't need to tell me this. What kind of relationship you have with a woman has nothing to do with me. After all, when the agreement is over, the two of us can break up. You don't need to explain."

Jingran's dizziness became even worse.

Bo Zhanchen could not see clearly in front of her, and the sudden ringing in her ears made her upset.

"Mr. Bo, if there's nothing else, can I leave?"

Bo Zhanchen didn't say anything. He stared at Jingran and realized that her face was blushing abnormally.

Only then did Bo Zhanchen remember that something was not right with Jingran when they were on the beach.

He ignored Jingran's sarcastic words and put the back of his hand on her forehead, "Are you feeling uncomfortable in any way?"

Jingran glared at the man stubbornly, "You being here is what makes me most uncomfortable. Mr. Bo, it seems that our relationship doesn't need to cost you so much."

Jingran's mind was unclear, and the words she spoke were even more hurtful.

Bo Zhanchen gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, and chuckled, "I don't have the same experience as the patient."

Bo Zhanchen didn't give Jingran a chance to refuse. He hugged Jingran directly, turned around and went straight to the garage.

Jingran was covered in goosebumps due to the cold air conditioner in the car. She curled up subconsciously. She vaguely seemed to hear what Bo Zhanchen explained, but she didn't care at all.

As her consciousness moved away, Jingran's vision turned completely dark.

When she opened her eyes again, she had already arrived at the hospital. The needle on the back of her hand was still infusing fluid. Bo Zhanchen had already changed out of his floral shirt and shorts and was sitting not far from the hospital bed.

"What's wrong with me?" Jingran said, with a hoarse voice that was as hoarse as a drake, and even scared her.

"I……"

"You'd better say less. The doctor said you had strep throat caused by acute heat stroke, and your body has been running a low fever. Jing Ran, you are really capable." Bo Zhanchen put down his phone and glared angrily. Jing Ran, "Now I finally understand why your family won't let you move to that apartment."

With this woman's big nerve, she will kill herself sooner or later!

Jingran exclaimed as if she suddenly realized what he said.

"I see. No wonder I felt uncomfortable all over my body when I woke up in the morning. I thought it was the sequelae of being tortured by you. It turned out to be a fever. That's when I discovered it."

The corners of Bo Zhanchen's mouth twitched.

Why does this make her relieved?

Before Bo Zhanchen could speak, Jingran glanced at him with disgust, "Why are you still here? You just let Sun Jiajia go. Aren't you afraid that she will make trouble with you?"

Bo Zhanchen held up his forehead and said, "You didn't take a word of what I explained to you in the car into consideration, right?"

"Did you speak? I didn't think clearly at that time, why don't you explain it again?" Jingran asked confidently and almost made Bo Zhanchen laugh angrily.

He seriously suspected that this woman was sent by God to punish him!

While the two were talking, Bo Zhanchen's cell phone screen flashed several times, and Jingran caught a glimpse of the caller ID on it.

Jing Ran said in a condescending manner: "Sun Jiajia called you, why didn't you answer the phone? Are you really afraid that she will know that you are with me?"