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

Lin Dong was wrapped up like a rice dumpling. He was lying on the hospital bed and could barely move his head.

He shook his head laboriously, "I can't remember clearly..."

Chen Zhao glared at him angrily, "You can't count on this kid. After I picked it up, I dropped the video. Those people were all wearing hats and masks. They were in the trash can at the door. There are also disposable gloves and the cars are all decked out.”

Jingran was so angry that she laughed when she heard this.

She moved her body, covered her chest and coughed, with a sickly look of weakness on her face, "Well, those who don't know may think we have encountered some kind of terrorist organization. They poisoned and threatened us. This It was really fun back then.”

Before she finished speaking, Jingran gasped a few times, her hands unconsciously pressing her stomach, and her brows furrowed.

Bo Zhanchen turned around and left with a cold face, pushing the wheelchair.

"And you have also seen it. He is not dead yet. You have asked what you should ask. Now go back and rest."

Jingran wanted to stop her, but her arms couldn't twist her thighs, and the wheelchair was quickly pushed down by the man into the intensive care unit like a gust of wind.

The moment the ward was closed, Jing Ran grabbed the man's hand and said, "I'm not that fragile yet. You can't let me stay in bed 24 hours a day, right?"

Bo Zhanchen's palm wrapped Jingran's little hand in it, and the soft and boneless touch made the man's gloomy expression relax a lot.

But the words he blurted out were still inhumane.

"Jingran, you'd better not challenge my patience. The doctor asked you to stay in bed and rest. Don't worry about things that have nothing to do with you."

Jingran's mouth twitched.

How could this be something that had nothing to do with her?

The unreasonable disaster that Lin Dong suffered was definitely caused by the Jing family, not to mention that he was lucky this time and was saved by Chen Zhao.

If someone's life really happened, she would probably feel guilty for the rest of her life!

"Bo Zhanchen..."

Jingran patiently wanted to explain to Bo Zhanchen, but the man didn't even give her a chance to defend himself. He even lowered himself, picked him up, and stuffed him back on the bed.

Bo Zhanchen's palm kept pressing on Jingran's temple, and the force, which was neither light nor heavy, made sleepiness sweep over him.

Jingran, who was extremely weak, fell asleep after a while.

Bo Zhanchen walked out of the ward, and Chen Zhao was already waiting at the door.

"Mr. Bo, everything has been settled. Overseas, the capital chain of all companies related to Bo Jiamu has been cut off, and the suppliers of several companies that have problems with the Jing family have also been contacted. What about the Long family? By the way, the young master of the Long family has been taken to the sea, and as for Bo Jianzhou..."

"It doesn't matter what happened to Bo Jianzhou. Once it is found out that this matter is related to him, it doesn't matter if he is dead." Bo Zhanchen said expressionlessly.

He habitually took out a cigarette and held it between his fingers. With his eyes lowered, he broke the cigarette in two irritably and threw it into the trash can nearby.

Chen Zhao didn't dare to breathe.

It seems that this time, his boss is really angry.

This precise range of strikes without any difference made Chen Zhao feel chilled.

In just three days, the Jing family's competitors and potential suspects were all dragged down by Bo Zhanchen.

And the one who bore the brunt of the damage and suffered the most was the Long family.

Within three days, relevant companies that have just emerged in various domestic industries have been hit to varying degrees, and the most serious ones have been shut down.

The situation abroad is even worse.

The net loss alone was nearly 10 billion yuan.

Chen Zhao's phone number was about to be blown up by Long Qi.

But Bo Zhanchen didn't express his position at all, Chen Zhao didn't dare to answer the phone at all, and the messages he responded to were all perfunctory.

Finally, Long Qi's call came to Bo Zhanchen's cell phone.

Looking at the caller ID, Bo Zhanchen's eyes darkened, "Miss Long, what's the matter?"

"Bo Zhanchen, what do you want to do? Seeing the bustle of the Long family, do you think it's fun?" Long Qi was like a firecracker that was lit.

"I have already done what you asked me to do when I said I wanted to drag Jing Ran into trouble. We have never broken our promises in the cooperation we have reached with you. Do you still want to sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers?"

"Ms. Long, please correct me. I never said I wanted to drag Jing Ran into trouble. As for the agreement, I only said I would not interfere with your actions against the Jing family. Don't get me wrong."

Bo Zhanchen's voice was completely cold, and every word he spoke seemed to be filled with ice.

Long Qi froze, "What do you mean?"

"I remember that I said at the beginning that the prerequisite for cooperating with you is to ensure Jingran's safety. But obviously, your cooperation is not sincere enough."

Bo Zhanchen stepped into the elevator and said, "Long Qi, my patience is limited."

Before the person on the other side could speak again, Bo Zhanchen had already hung up the phone.

As the elevator gradually descended, Bo Zhanchen returned to his cynical look. Before getting on the car, he said to Chen Zhao: "The recent work that needs to be handled by the Jing family can be directly transferred to me. Pay attention to the actions of other people in the Bo family. "

Chen Zhao nodded, "Mr. Bo, don't worry, I've already taken care of all this."

At the same time, on a cruise ship thousands of kilometers away, Mu Senchuan was playing with a butterfly knife inlaid with rubies, smiling kindly.

"What do you think you can't do? Why do you have to attack that guy's woman? Are you going to cause trouble for me if you don't eat pure and full?"

When Mu Senchuan received the call from Bo Zhanchen, he was still enjoying a rare vacation, accompanied by beautiful women and sea breeze, and his life was very comfortable.

But a phone call from someone brought him back from vacation.

The young master of the Long family was tied up and locked in an iron cage, with his hands and feet still tied up.

Mu Senchuan glanced at him coolly, "If you ask me, that guy is still soft-hearted and just throws people into the sea to feed the fish. Why bother?"

Before Mu Senchuan finished speaking, his cell phone rang. When he saw the caller ID, he almost threw the phone away.

Jingran?

Why is this woman calling him?

Did you discover something?

Mu Senchuan answered the phone anxiously, "Miss Jing? Why do you have time to call me?"

"I'm really sorry. Calling Mr. Mu at this time shouldn't disturb you, right?"

Jingran was lying on her back on the hospital bed. After waking up from the nightmare, she still had a look of happiness on her face that she had survived the disaster.

"How could it be? It's my honor to receive your call." Mu Senchuan winked at the person behind him and found a quiet place, "Miss Jing, what's the matter?"

She exhaled and said, "That's it, Mr. Mu, I want to ask you for a favor. I rarely go abroad and don't know much about foreign affairs. I want you to help me check someone."

Mu Senchuan was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously said: "Wouldn't it be more convenient for you to go to Mr. Bo for this kind of matter?"

Jingran chuckled: "It's really inconvenient for him. I wonder, Mr. Mu, have you ever heard of the Long family?"

There was a noticeable silence on the other end of the phone.

"I've heard of it, but why do you think, Miss Jing, I would investigate the Long family for you for no reason?"