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

Bo Zhanchen was sitting next to her, his jawline was tight, and the expression on his face made it difficult to tell whether he was happy or angry.

Outside the office door, the dean who was in charge of the negotiation was squirming away, and Wu Tao closed the door thoughtfully, leaving space for the two of them.

Jingran rubbed her fingers anxiously, and the knuckles of her index fingers were a little red from the rubbing. But when the words came to her mouth, she turned them over and over several times, but she couldn't say a single word.

Bo Zhanchen's reaction was too calm.

His expression was too indifferent, as if nothing had happened just now.

Jingran stared at the blood spattered on her hospital gown, her lips pursed tighter and tighter, her teeth grinding her lower lip unconsciously.

Bo Zhanchen's eyes turned cold, and he held her chin firmly, freeing the red and slightly swollen lips from Jingran's teeth.

"What do you want to ask?" The man's voice was still low.

The warm touch of the fingertips still lingered on Jingran's cheek.

She frowned and her throat tightened, "Bo Zhanchen, you...why did you come back suddenly?"

"Chen Zhao received your call, but your call is always busy. I'm worried. Come and have a look." Bo Zhanchen lowered his hand, pulled out a wet wipe, and wiped the dirt on Jingran's hospital gown with a calm tone.

Jing Ran's eyes trembled slightly, "I didn't call Special Assistant Chen. When that man broke in with the attending doctor hostage, my phone was knocked away..."

"I know." Bo Zhanchen replied. He looked at the blood that was gradually fading away and clicked his tongue impatiently, "I'll have someone send me a new set of clothes."

The man was about to stand up when he spoke, but Jingran suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist. The moment she pulled, she suddenly discovered that Bo Zhanchen's cufflinks were missing.

Each of Bo Zhanchen's suits has matching cufflinks, and Chen Zhaolai also brings the matching cuffs when he delivers clothes.

Although he rarely wears formal clothes, this habit has never changed.

Jing Ran even teased him about this incident, and finally classified these special little habits as a type of obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Jingran frowned and raised her eyes, her pretty face full of worry, "Bo Zhanchen, have you made a move with someone?"

Jingran said the statement in a questioning tone, but without caring, before her body could recover, she raised her other hand, pulled Bo Zhanchen's collar, and pushed him down on the sofa.

"Who is worthy of your own action, Mr. Bo?" Jingran continued to question.

Bo Zhanchen was silent, holding his hand on the waist of the person in his arms, fearing that he would fall off the sofa.

Suddenly, the moment Jingran leaned over, she smelled a familiar scent of perfume on Bo Zhanchen's coat.

This tastes a bit special, it is a new seasonal product from a high-end luxury brand.

She smelled it once on Long Qi...

Jingran's pupils suddenly narrowed, "Long Qi went to find you?"

Bo Zhanchen was surprised by Jingran's sensitivity and couldn't help but smile, "Are you jealous?"

"Do I seem such a boring person? The Long family has made it clear that they have no good intentions. She wanted to get your DNA from me before. Who knows if she will do anything else?"

As soon as Long Qi was mentioned, Jingran's patience plummeted.

She stared closely at the man in front of her and warned her word for word: "Bo Zhanchen, stay away from her. Boys should protect themselves outside."

At the last family dinner of the Bo family, the relationship between Jingran and Bo Zhanchen was revealed to the world in disguise.

Jingran didn't want to let another woman cuckold her at this juncture.

Having experienced this kind of embarrassing thing once is enough.

The last time Long Qi secretly misappropriated the part of Bo's equity she acquired at a low price, her trust level was basically zero.

This woman is really restless, and she actually got involved with Bo Zhanchen again.

Jingran's eyes moved slightly downward, looking at the man's sharply articulated palms, and she ground her back molars in frustration.

"Bo Zhanchen, the two of us are like grasshoppers on a rope now, but if there are too many grasshoppers on the rope, everyone will have no choice but to die."

The man's eyes were dark. Faced with Jingran's threat, he increased the strength on his hand without taking it seriously. His fingers had already touched all the way up her back and stopped at the back of her neck.

"Jingran, is this all my trust in you?"

Before Jingran could say anything, she felt a pain in the back of her neck, and her body fell into the man's arms.

Bo Zhanchen laid the person flat on the sofa, pulled a blanket to cover him, and then opened the door of the dean's office.

Outside the door, Chen Zhao had already obtained Jingran's cell phone.

"Ms. Jing's number must have been hijacked. There is no call record on her mobile phone. The call must have been made by someone else."

"I understand, follow the rules." Bo Zhanchen pressed his eyebrows and glanced at the cuffs from the corner of his eye, "My cufflinks were left at Huanshan Villa, and they should have been taken away by Long Qi."

Chen Zhao was about to turn around and paused, "Then...do you want to take it back?"

"The Long family wants to use my DNA to open the vault. Just a cufflink is not enough." Bo Zhanchen's expression was as usual.

At this moment, Wu Tao also came over.

"The body has been examined. It has a barcode and a specific number on it. It should have escaped from that place. The person sneaked into the hospital last month. Boss, do you think those people will be targeting you again?"

Bo Zhanchen smiled.

"Escape? Can a loser who dare not stab a knife in his hand have the ability to escape from that place?" He continued in a sarcastic voice: "It would be pointless to use a cannon fodder to test my attitude. Everything will go as planned. conduct."

News that a patient maliciously took medical staff hostage quickly made headlines.

Jingran's figure flashed past inside, like an insignificant person.

In the airport, Pei Shuzhen watched the news with tears in her eyes.

"Why wasn't this little bitch the one who died? Then what happened to her has nothing to do with us! How could she have such a good life? Bo Zhanchen is really blind, I knew he had no good intentions!"

Pei Shuzhen couldn't figure it out and called Bo Jiamu directly. There was always a mechanical female voice on the receiver.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on a call..."

Due to weather conditions at the foreign destination, Pei Shuzhen's original flight was delayed by nearly two hours.

She had already checked her ticket and could only wait in the waiting room.

Before getting on the plane, every minute and second was torture for Pei Shuzhen.

She was sitting in the VIP room, muttering dirty words.

Suddenly, a flight attendant came in with champagne.

"Dear girl, I'm really sorry. Due to the weather, the flight cannot take off normally. If you are really in a hurry, we have communicated with you that you can transfer on the way. If you need it, we can make arrangements for you."

The stewardess handed over the champagne, but Pei Shuzhen snorted contemptuously, "Transfer? I'm taking a private plane!"

The stewardess smiled apologetically, "I'm very sorry, ma'am, the tower regulations prohibit the private plane you are traveling on from taking off. Our first-class cabin is also fully equipped and equipped..."