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

When Jingran said this, she didn't even raise her head to look at Jiang Ran.

She fiddled with Bo Zhanchen's cell phone carelessly, with a hint of mockery in the corners of her slightly raised lips.

When Bo Jiamu couldn't sit still for the first time, he spoke sternly, "Jingran, Ranran is just kindly reminding you that there is no need to carry a gun and a stick like this. I was sorry for what I did to you. If I have anything to do, come to me and bully someone." What's going on with girls?"

Bo Jia had a stern look on his face and asked sternly, which made Jingran find it particularly ridiculous.

She still couldn't hold it back and sneered, "I talked about her, not you, right?"

Bo Jiamu was startled. Before he could say anything in defense, a cup of tea was poured on his face by Jingran.

Jingran's eyes were filled with coolness and she said sarcastically: "I told you a long time ago that you'd better not appear in front of me again, otherwise I'm not sure what will happen. Bo Jiamu, I'll give you face, right? "

Jingran dropped the teacup on the table, turned to look at Mr. Bo who didn't speak again, and smiled sheepishly.

"I'm really sorry, Grandpa Bo. I couldn't hold it back for a while."

Mr. Bo was a little embarrassed, but after all, he still had some experience. He didn't show it too obviously. He just shook his head, "You young people just don't think about what you say and do. But I don't bother to care about this. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

Before he finished speaking, Mr. Bo had already stood up. Uncle Chen stepped forward to help him with quick eyes and hands, and the two of them went upstairs.

The battlefield downstairs became increasingly tense.

Jiang Ran was still hurriedly wiping Bo Jiamu's face, but Bo Zhanchen took Jingran's hand leisurely.

"Don't get angry with people who don't deserve it. You won't do it." The man's voice was low, which really suppressed Jingran's anger.

She held Bo Zhanchen's big hand and said, "It seems that we can't stay here with Grandpa Bo today. Let's go back."

Before the two of them left, Bo Jiamu moved.

He stopped directly in front of Jingran and looked at the two of them with burning eyes, "Jingran, do you think Bo Zhanchen is willing to be with you? He is also doing it for your shares. You are like this..."

"What's wrong with someone like me?" Jingran met Bo Jiamu's gaze, "At least when I'm with Bo Zhanchen, there won't be any random women coming to trouble me, and I don't have to worry about falling in love at such a young age. A living widow."

Jingran's sarcasm was merciless.

Bo Jiamu's face turned dark on the spot, while Bo Zhanchen pursed his lips and laughed unceremoniously.

"Bo Jiamu, if you are sick, you need to be cured. You are young, don't let the Bo family be embarrassed." Bo Zhanchen took advantage of every opportunity.

Without giving Bo Jiamu a chance to speak again, he hugged Jingran and left the old house.

On the way back, Jingran's face looked uglier than ever.

She tugged on her seatbelt, feeling like there was a fire in her heart, "Just let him dance for two more days. When I find out the relationship between this bastard and Bo Jianzhou, I will definitely lock him up!"

Just driving Bo Jiamu out of the group would be too easy for him!

She would be happy if she took away everything that belonged to him little by little and let him watch what he got slip away!

Jingran closed her eyes forcefully, "Bo Zhanchen, let's..."

buzzing...

Before Jingran could say anything, her phone rang.

Looking at the caller ID, Jingran's little face turned dark.

"Jingran, where are you now? I've landed. When can we meet?" Long Qi said unceremoniously on the other end of the phone, quite a bit bossy.

Jingran's temples twitched, "Miss Long, it's already ten o'clock in the evening. I'm not your assistant, and I don't have to be on call 24 hours a day. The two of us are just in a cooperative relationship. I hope you don't misunderstand."

Jingran didn't know much about the Long family.

But based on what we know so far, everyone in the Long family has their eyes higher than their heads.

It's as if these domestic family businesses are completely ignored by them.

Jingran didn't even bother to show a good face to these people.

She said coldly: "Besides, Miss Long hasn't given me an explanation about what happened last time, so there's no need to meet again this time."

Before Long Qi could speak again, Jingran hung up the phone.

She turned to look at Bo Zhanchen, who was thoughtful, and stretched out her hand to press her eyebrows tiredly, "Bo Zhanchen, how much do you know about the Long family?"

"It's not much. I've only been in contact with them a few times. In comparison, your master has a closer relationship with them. Why don't you ask him?" Bo Zhanchen held his head with his hands and spoke loudly, covering half of his face. Falling in the shadows.

Jingran couldn't figure out what he meant for a while.

But as soon as she thought about it, she realized the key point.

As soon as Bo Zhanchen gave her the Long family's business card, Long Qi came to the door.

Not long after, her master became entangled in various things, and several planned projects were aborted because of this. Moreover, the Long family watched these things happen.

He didn't even show up from beginning to end.

What role do they play in these events?

Or is it that the targets of the Long family are not just the Bo Group? !

Jingran was startled by this thought and broke into a cold sweat.

She took a deep breath, and after a while she said, "Bo Zhanchen, do you know any other news?"

"What do you want to ask?" Bo Zhanchen rested his head on the back of the chair and asked casually, "Let me answer the question, but I have to be paid."

Jingran rolled her eyes, "I just want to know how you knew that my master was related to the Long family."

"Not only your master, Xie An's relationship with them is not simple either. If the Long family wants to get involved in various fields, they naturally have to control their core personnel. Whether it's your master or you, it's just a temporary choice for them at the moment."

Jingran's face wrinkled, "What do you mean by that?"

What does this man know?

But Bo Zhanchen did not answer this question, but slowly closed his eyes, "Jingran, you have too many questions. In fact, some things are not as complicated as you think."

Bo Zhanchen's words put Jingran's doubts away.

She turned her head angrily and stared out the window. She didn't say a word to anyone until she returned to the apartment.

But in the early morning of that day, Jingran was woken up by another phone call.

The caller was from a hospital.

"Hello, is this Jingran? We are the Third People's Hospital here. Is Mr. Jingheng a family member of yours?"

Jingran suddenly sat up from the bed, "He is my brother, what's wrong?"

"That's right, Mr. Jingheng, he is currently being treated in our hospital, and some things need to be signed by family members. Can you come over as soon as possible?"

"I'll be there soon!" Jingran's whole body was cold.

When I climbed out of bed, I could hardly use any strength and almost fell to my knees on the ground.

Bo Zhanchen rarely climbed into bed, but was awakened by the movement in her bedroom.

He directly stepped over the corner of the bed and picked the person up from the ground.

"What's wrong?" The man's voice was hoarse as if he hadn't woken up.

Jingran's eyes were red, "Something happened to my brother!"