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

"Bang!" There was a sound, and the glass flew everywhere.

Lu Haitian was stunned.

Jingran took advantage of this opportunity to turn around and run away.

Lu Haitian's cursing voice came from behind, "You bitch! I'm giving you face, right? Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

Jingran heard the footsteps behind her stumbling towards her, ran to the door in two steps, stretched out her hand to pull the doorknob, but failed to push it down, her face suddenly changed.

That bastard Li Haoran, Jingran locked the door when he went out just now!

Jingran was calm at first, but at this moment she realized that her heartbeat was speeding up. Fortunately, there was a bathroom next to her. She didn't dare to hesitate, opened the bathroom door and hid in. The moment she locked the door, Lu Haitian also rushed in. Arrived at the door.

He raised his foot and kicked the door, saying in a rough voice, "Run! Run again!"

Jingran's back was pressed against the door panel, and the man's irritability was transmitted to her through the door panel, bit by bit through vibrations.

Suddenly, the light above the head flickered, accompanied by a slight sound of electricity, and soon, the bathroom was completely plunged into darkness.

The kicking and cursing outside the door continued.

Jingran trembled all over, and many intertwined images suddenly appeared in her mind.

After the Jing family was destroyed in her previous life, she begged Bo Jiamu for help, but ended up being locked up in an old house in the suburbs by Bo Jiamu.

She only remembered that it had been abandoned as a demolition area for a long time, and it was surrounded by ruins. Only that house had not been demolished for some reason and stood there alone.

There was no water or electricity, and at night it was pitch dark.

There will be drafts passing through the broken windows in the room, like ghosts howling.

She was imprisoned there for seven months, beaten, scolded, and abused by Bo Jiamu every day.

The day she died, it was also in such a dark room. She accidentally saw Bo Jiamu, who came that day, carrying a knife and hiding in the bathroom in a panic.

After Bo Jiamu noticed it, he quickly found her.

Just like now, he kicked the door wildly and finally dragged her out like a dead dog.

She could clearly hear the sound of herself being disemboweled, but she couldn't struggle or cry.

Because Bo Jiamu had already poisoned her throat.

Jingran seemed to be back to that time all of a sudden, everything became extremely real.

I had a splitting headache and chills all over. I had long forgotten to ask for help. I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

Despair, coldness, quickly spread from the soles of my feet upwards.

No one can help her, no one will save her. Her soul after death could not even leave Bo Jiamu, watching him get away with it and play music day and night.

Later, it was Bo Zhanchen who personally sent Bo Jiamu to prison and found her body to bury her.

Bo Zhanchen.

She curled up on the ground and muttered the name unconsciously.

That was her only salvation in her previous life, and she was afraid that she would forget it. Even when she disappeared, she was still chanting his name.

When she was at her most desperate, she could only think of him.

At this time, the box next door was busy.

Li Yiming celebrated his thirtieth birthday and invited all his friends to celebrate his birthday in a noisy manner.

He has always had an easy-going temper, interacts with everyone, and has a good relationship with everyone, so there are all kinds of people in the box.

It's a quiet corner, and there's a circle where you can stay.

The noisy crowd gathered around him, with Bo Zhanchen at the center, and the jokes he made were terrible.

I don't know who sent a cake to a naked woman who was almost as tall as him. It was as exquisite as the real thing, but it was completely naked. It instantly pushed the atmosphere in the box to a climax.

Someone booed, "Who understands our Mr. Li so well! The cake is so rolled, and you can't even let anyone live!"

Li Yiming looked at the cake in front of him. Although he was smiling, his eyebrows were furrowed and he was obviously a little unhappy.

He is particularly romantic, not vulgar.

I like women, but I am very consensual, and I don’t want to use a naked woman’s cake to express myself.

He cursed, "Who is so mean-spirited? How can you eat the cake when it's like this? Cutting it up is like quartering a corpse. Why are you cursing me?"

There were a few outsiders who had just joined the circle, and they were just busy trying to please him, but no one noticed that his expression was wrong, and they were still laughing and teasing, "This cake is obviously not meant to be cut into pieces. You have to get up and take a bite." Fine."

The man smiled and said, "No, does this cake look familiar to you? Look at this face, don't copy it from the Jing family."

"..."

I don't know who asked from the soul, "Isn't this a gift from Bo Jiamu?"

Don't tell me, at first glance, the cake's face model does look a bit like Jingran.

The venue instantly became quite quiet.

Those who knew it said it was a cake, but those who didn't knew thought Bo Jiamu had sent the real person to Li Yiming.

What does this mean?

Use your fiancée to please Li Yiming?

Li Yiming's face was numb. He could look at it a few times just now, but now he couldn't even look at it at all. He subconsciously glanced at Bo Zhanchen who was lying on the sofa, turned around and cursed with a stern face, "Don't you know?" Rules, when have I ever dealt with Bo Jiamu?"

Also, Li Yiming has always been mixed up with Bo Zhanchen. Bo Jiamu and Bo Zhanchen don't deal with each other. This is something everyone in the circle knows. How can he be entangled with Bo Jiamu again?

However, Bo Zhanchen is a member of the Bo family, and he and Bo Jiamu cannot write two words of "bo" in one stroke.

After all, Jingran is Bo Zhanchen's sister-in-law.

It's really ugly to make such a joke on this occasion.

Bo Zhanchen was wearing a black satin shirt, with two buttons unbuttoned at the collar, exposing a section of his chest. He held a half-burned cigarette in his mouth. The smoke was lingering. For a moment, it was unclear whether the man's eyes were on the ground. On the cake.

Until, Bo Zhanchen looked at the person who was making noises coolly, and said coolly, "If you want to eat it, I will buy ten and send them to your home."

The other party's face was not good-looking, but he did not dare to offend Bo Zhanchen, the second generation ancestor. He quickly smiled and said, "Brother Chen, it's just a joke. This is no different from cannibalism. How can we have the courage?"

Li Yiming waved his hand and signaled for people to take the cake away quickly, but he felt it was still inappropriate, so he took off his clothes and put it directly on the cake, and asked his assistant to push it out and destroy it, so he felt relieved.

A wonderful birthday party was ruined by a bunch of ignorant people.

When Li Yiming sat next to Bo Zhanchen again, everyone around him felt the low pressure here and did not dare to come and join in the fun.

Li Yiming was the first to speak, "Let me find out who sent this thing. I'll give you the news later."

It was Li Yiming's birthday. The other party knew that Bo Zhanchen was coming, and even sent a cake featuring Jingran's naked body. It was obvious that he was deliberately trying to spite her.

Whether Bo Zhanchen is indifferent or walks away, there is no telling what will be written in the news tomorrow.