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

The arrival of Bo Zhanchen made the situation in the study suddenly tense.

Bo Jiamu clutched the armrest of the wheelchair tightly, his face was livid, and he said dissatisfied: "Grandpa, this matter has nothing to do with eldest brother, right? Why did you call him back so late?"

Mr. Bo's face was sullen, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

At the same time, Jingran had arrived at the location where Wu Tao sent her. She looked around and looked at the dilapidated factory building in front of her, her eyes twitching.

Even the driver who sent Jingran here was hesitant to say, "Miss Jing, don't get me wrong, Angkor is here for convenience."

"I have nothing to misunderstand. You don't have to wait any longer. Go back first." Jingran waved her hand.

Before Keren could enter the factory, another car drove in.

Looking at Chen Zhao getting out of the car, Jing Ran felt her temples hurt and couldn't help but blame: "Didn't I tell you that you must not tell Bo Zhanchen about this matter?"

The driver looked at his mouth and his nose, but Chen Zhao came to the rescue first.

"Miss Jing, don't get me wrong. I just noticed something strange happening in the factory here. I was afraid something might happen, so I came over to take a look." Chen Zhao lied without blushing or beating his heart.

Seeing his reaction, Jingran twitched her lips and sneered, "I think you're not worried about something happening to the factory. You're installing a GPS on me, right? Special Assistant Chen, does your boss Bo know that you are on call 24 hours a day?" "

From the very beginning, Jing Ran did not want Bo Zhanchen to interfere in all matters related to Pei Shuzhen.

Once such a thing is caught, it will inevitably affect Bo Zhanchen's reputation. With Pei Shuzhen's ability to bite back, there is no telling what the trouble will be in the end.

She no longer wanted Bo Zhanchen to be implicated because of her.

Jingran's eyes darkened, and her mood became a little complicated.

Chen Zhao took a step forward with a smile, "I have to be worthy of the salary paid by Mr. Bo, right? Miss Jing, leave the rest to me. I will give you a satisfactory answer tomorrow morning at the latest. Mr. Bo said, Can’t have your dirty hands.”

Chen Zhao was afraid that Jingran would refuse, so he winked at the driver in the car, strode into the factory area, and specially closed the door from the inside.

Jingran sat in the car with mixed feelings in her heart.

The driver looked at Jingran's gloomy face and didn't even dare to take a breath. It wasn't until he sent the person to a community in the city center that he explained with embarrassment: "Miss Jing, Mr. Bo, I should be doing this for your benefit." For safety reasons, don’t think too much.”

Jingran looked at the completely unfamiliar environment in front of her and said expressionlessly: "What is this place?"

"This is Mr. Bo's residence." The driver answered truthfully.

Jingran laughed angrily.

So that man was lying to her from beginning to end?

Still pretending to be aggrieved and pitiful to sneak into her apartment? !

"Take me back to Jing's house." Jingran refused to get out of the car.

"Miss Jing, please don't embarrass me." The driver nervously grasped the steering wheel.

If he was really sent back to the Jing family, he would have to be skinned by Bo Zhanchen!

Seeing the driver's embarrassed look, Jingran took a deep breath and said, "Okay, I won't embarrass you."

Jingran was escorted all the way to the top floor by the driver.

The moment the elevator door opened, she was stunned when she saw the furnishings and configurations that were almost the same as her small apartment.

"here……"

"This place was all designed by Mr. Bo himself, Miss Jing, it's getting late, please go to bed early." The driver didn't dare to stay longer, for fear that Jingran would change his mind and slip away without even getting off the elevator.

Jingran stepped on the floor with her bare feet and looked at the familiar pillows and miscellaneous gadgets on the sofa, her eyes burning a little.

Everything in her apartment was moved here intact by Bo Zhanchen. Even the rabbit whose hair she had plucked was thrown on the rocking chair on the balcony.

Jingran looked around every room in this large flat floor, feeling like a big stone was stuck in her heart.

In her previous life, she did marry Bo Jiamu as she wished, but after arriving at the so-called new house, she didn't even have the right to buy daily necessities, and the things she brought there were thrown out by the mother and son under various excuses.

Even the clothes and shoes were matched according to Bo Jiamu's preferences and sent over.

She was like an exquisite ornament for people to enjoy, locked in a bottomless prison by that bastard in the name of love, and she was even complacent about it.

Looking at it now, she is really stupid!

Jingran entered the guest bedroom and curled up under the quilt. Every moment she spent with Bo Zhanchen kept reappearing in her mind, and she fell asleep unconsciously.

As early in the morning approached, Jingran felt a heat behind her and a pair of big hands on her waist. A man's chuckle came from behind her ears, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Jingran half-squinted her eyes and subconsciously crawled into Bo Zhanchen's arms. The instinctive reaction of her body before her brain had already made her hang on to the man.

"Why did you come back..."

Jingran's low voice made the man's smile deepen.

The next second, her little face was dug out by the man, and her lips and teeth were blocked. For a moment, Jingran had not yet recovered.

It wasn't until Bo Zhanchen's deep, hoarse voice rang in her ears that she finally woke up.

"Jingran, you'd better get better soon."

After these days of nursing, the antibiotics in Jingran's body have basically been metabolized, but the side effects still remain.

If it hadn't been for the doctor's repeated instructions not to engage in strenuous exercise, Bo Zhanchen would have eaten the person to pieces by now.

Seeing the fire flashing in the man's eyes, Jingran became more playful. She opened the man's T-shirt with her fingertips and drew circles all the way down to light the fire.

Bo Zhanchen's eyes became darker and darker, and he grabbed the hand of the person in his arms who was making trouble, "Jingran, you are getting bolder and bolder..."

The man's magnetic voice made Jingran blush and her heart beat. She climbed up to Bo Zhanchen's shoulders and neck, biting her teeth along his jawline, which was bound to ignite the fire completely.

"Jingran..." Bo Zhanchen gritted his teeth.

Jingran, however, clenched his finger with charming eyes, "Mr. Bo, you brought this to your door yourself..."

The breathing of the two people gradually became messy, and the fire in Bo Zhanchen's eyes wanted to burn everything.

But the next second, Jingran stretched out her arm, pulled the quilt, and wrapped herself into a cocoon.

"Mr. Bo, I am a patient, so I won't disturb your rest."

Bo Zhanchen's eyes flashed and became more and more dangerous, "Jingran, have you grown up?"

"This is called treating others the way they are treated. Before Mr. Bo can figure out how to give me an explanation, please don't sleep on my bed."

Dare to play tricks on her?

Just wait and see!

She looked at the things in this room, and although she was moved, this kind of thing would always come down to the same standard!

If Bo Zhanchen doesn't explain things clearly, don't blame her for being cruel!