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

Bo Zhanchen remained silent and did not explain at all.

Jingran was infuriated by his reaction and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the car dropped to freezing point.

It wasn't until the car drove into the apartment and she was about to get out of the car that Bo Zhanchen said, "Don't you want me to get in and sit down?"

Jingran glared at him, "I can't accommodate a giant Buddha like you in this apartment. Mr. Bo should go back to where he came from."

Jingran almost had the word "disgust" written on her forehead. She slammed the car door and before she even took two steps out, someone grabbed her arm.

"I have nowhere to go now." The man's face dropped, looking aggrieved.

Jingran raised her eyebrows, "Bo Zhanchen, are you kidding me?"

"I'm not lying to you. The old man knew that I had escaped and sent people to guard the door of my house. I just asked Chen Zhao to take a look at the person, and he still hasn't left yet. The whole city is looking for me..."

A certain thick-skinned person decided to go through with pretending to be aggrieved.

Jingran sneered, "The sports car you gave Mr. Qi is enough to buy a flat in the city center, and now you say you have nowhere to go? Bo Zhanchen, are you lying because you need snacks?"

Jingran wanted to pull Bo Zhanchen's hand away, but as soon as his hand was put on his arm, the man's brows furrowed and he let go decisively the next second, taking two steps back as if to avoid suspicion.

Jingran then remembered that Bo Zhanchen had an injury on his arm, "Have you been to the hospital?"

Bo Zhanchen shook his head, "What's so good about this little injury?"

Jingran narrowed her eyes.

If he remembered correctly, when the car accident happened, the man put his arm in front of her chest to prevent her from hitting her. The impact was so strong that his arm directly hit her and turned purple at the time.

Jingran groaned, "Bo Zhanchen, are you playing a trick on me?"

"As long as it works." Bo Zhanchen followed Jingran into the elevator without any embarrassment at being exposed.

Returning to Jingran's apartment, Bo Zhanchen felt as if he had returned to his own home.

Looking at someone who looked so natural, like there was no quarrel at all, Jingran felt a mouthful of old blood choke in her heart.

She should let this man die outside!

Why did you just soften your heart and take the person back?

Sure enough, being soft-hearted towards men will bring you unlucky life!

No matter how much she cursed in her heart, Jingran didn't slow down. She took out the ice pack and was about to give it to someone. When she opened the door, she saw someone bending down to change his pants.

The man had some difficulty operating due to a bruise on his hand. His forearm was tight and the veins were clearly visible.

His back was slightly arched, his muscle lines seemed to be carved out, and his swollen chest muscles would make women envious.

Especially the lines that penetrated deep into the waist and abdomen made Jingran blush.

She slammed the door and stood outside, taking deep breaths and getting rid of the images in her mind.

"Bo Zhanchen! Put your clothes on quickly!"

It had to be said that even though she and this man had done a lot of things to make Niang Niang, Jingran still felt a little uncomfortable when she suddenly saw his body.

There was a muffled laugh from behind, followed immediately by a hug around Jingran's waist.

Those sharp-jointed hands were wrapped around her waist, and Bo Zhanchen's unique woody scent came from behind.

The moment the breath came over, Jingran's ears felt hot.

"Jingran, you came in without knocking first, why are you still blaming me?" Bo Zhanchen pecked behind Jingran's ear, as gently as a feather sweeping over her.

Jingran's back tensed up, and she put the ice pack on the bruise on Bo Zhanchen's arm with evil intentions.

A chill ran up his arms. Bo Zhanchen smiled helplessly and let go of his hand, "You really have no conscience at all."

Jingran twitched her lips nonchalantly, "Mr. Bo's evaluation is indeed pertinent."

What is conscience?

In her previous life, she followed her conscience and never ended up well.

Jingran quickly ignored the person who took this opportunity to enter the room, and just pretended that Bo Zhanchen did not exist.

But when she was held tightly in his arms, Jingran regretted her previous decision again.

Early the next morning, the news of Bo Zhanchen's car delivery exploded in the circle.

In addition, there have been rumors that Mr. Bo intends to cancel Bo Zhanchen's position as president, and this person's reputation has almost dropped to the extreme.

Even Zhao Jiaojiao scolded him in the comments for not wanting to make progress.

Seeing this news that was suddenly thrust into the center of public opinion, Jingran suddenly understood Bo Zhanchen's intention.

This bitch is pouring dirty water on himself!

In this way, those who are originally hostile to him will not reduce the cost of targeting him.

No matter it was Bo Jiamu, the people behind him would regard Bo Zhanchen as a prodigal who only knew how to eat, drink, have fun and spend money like water.

In addition, he has not shown up at the company for several days, and the people on the board of directors must be restless.

Sure enough, not long after Jingran arrived at the company, she received news of the board meeting.

This time, Jingran entered the company's conference room No. 1 with dignity.

As soon as he sat down, he saw Director Wang staring at him.

She was holding coffee and didn't even bother to say hello.

"Miss Jing, what's your attitude? Are you so unwilling to see us elders?" Director Wang was the first to attack.

Jingran didn't even raise her eyebrows, "The shareholders' meeting is here to discuss company decisions. What does seniority matter? If Director Wang cares about age so much, why not abdicate and make way for someone more worthy? There is no way the Wang family doesn't have people like the Bo family who can take on big responsibilities. Bar?"

Jingran's words made Director Wang's face darken completely.

"Jingran!"

"Face is all earned based on ability. Don't put on any airs with me. I won't accept this." Jingran said with a cold face.

Before she finished speaking, Bo Zhanchen opened the door and came in.

"I'm really flattered that uncles and uncles care about me so much."

Director Wang originally wanted to say something unpleasant and sarcastic about Jingran, but when he saw Bo Zhanchen, he immediately changed his focus.

"Zhan Chen, it's not that Uncle Wang is telling you, you are going too far. Such a big company is not your own. If you don't come, you won't come. Are you responsible for the losses caused to the company?"

Bo Zhanchen looked at him casually, "Excuse me, Director Wang, what losses did I cause to the company? Was Sun Jiajia forced to jump off the building by me? Or were those projects unfinished in my hands? Don't rush to accuse me. , I won’t accept this.”

Bo Zhanchen sat firmly in the main seat and threw the documents in his hands directly on the conference table.

"Chen Zhao, send these documents to them and take a look. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask now. I am here and have no intention of running away."

Chen Zhao quickly sent those documents.

When Jingran got the document and saw something on it, her eyes widened.

"Digging up your own walls? Dong Wang is very good at wielding a hoe!"