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

Jingran's eyes fell on Bo Zhanchen with doubts. She still didn't understand how this man suddenly appeared.

Last night, Chen Zhao also said that this man would not return to China in the short term!

I bet these two people worked together to deceive her!

Bo Zhanchen looked at Jingran's appraising eyes, touched his nose guiltily, and quickly took down the wine glass from her hand.

"You can't drink yet."

Jingran watched helplessly as Bo Zhanchen snatched the wine from his hand, and could only look at the sky speechlessly.

The piano music on the stage continued, and the originally suppressed whispers around him gradually calmed down.

But even so, Jingran could still see Lang Xingyue's trembling fingertips.

She took a deep breath, slowly lowered her eyes, and whispered: "Did you already know that something would happen today?"

Bo Zhanchen tilted his head, "I'm not a god, how can I guess everything? Jingran, you don't think today's matter has anything to do with me, do you?"

The man's words paused, and Jingran's pupils shrank significantly.

But Jingran changed the subject, "How is the overseas business going?"

"It was nothing serious in the first place, it was just an excuse for the old man to get rid of me."

Bo Zhanchen raised his eyes, with a slightly complicated expression between his brows.

His bony fingers played with Jingran's hair, and he said in a similar manner: "As far as I know, Long Qi has run away? Except for such a big matter, why didn't you contact me first?"

"Far water can't quench the near thirst. I can handle these little things myself." Jingran frowned and said nothing, and Bo Zhanchen's expression also turned cold.

As early as when Officer Luo led his people there, the place where Long Qi was was already empty.

Not only that, Long Qi also lit a fire in the house before leaving.

Everything that was useful but couldn't be taken away was burned cleanly by her. If the fire fighters hadn't arrived in time, everyone in the building would have suffered.

However, since there is no actual evidence, except for Long Qi being wanted for arson, all other charges are empty talk.

Because of this, Jingran and others were not completely cleared of suspicion, and their movements were still restricted.

Zhao Jiaojiao also alarmed Mr. Zhao because of her release on bail that day. She was arrested and taken back overnight, and Su Qi could not escape.

Jingran thought about everything these days, and unconsciously put her hand on the man's arm.

Just when he was about to ask, a discordant voice came: "Brother Bo and Miss Jing have a really good relationship. It's really hard for Brother Bo to have to personally support her for such a trivial matter."

Jiang Ran squeezed in from nowhere and stood beside the two of them, holding a glass of red wine in his hand.

She was still wearing a bright red exquisite little dress, and her feet were so high that she looked like she could stab someone to death at any time.

She shook her head and sighed softly, "Oh, I don't know where Brother Jiamu has gone. I searched around and didn't even see a single figure. Did you two see him?"

Bo Zhanchen didn't even want to give her a look. He just put his arm around Jingran's waist as if no one else was around, whispered a few words in her ear, and left.

As soon as the man left, Jingran stared at Jiang Ran with an unkind expression, "Why are you here?"

"Miss Kan Jing's question, she's so out of touch. I'm brother Jiamu's fiancée. How can I not come to the opening dinner of Bihaishengping?" Jiang Ran was still sobbing.

That pretentious and cute gesture made people get goosebumps.

Jingran trembled, "Jiang Ran, no one is watching your performance here, and your good brother is not here either. Could you please get out of the way and not delay us from watching the performance?"

Before Jingran could finish her words, Jiang Ran suddenly turned around, raised his hand and patted it in mid-air.

"It's rare for Miss Lang to have the honor of attending our opening dinner. This piano piece alone is not enough for us. Miss Lang, if you don't mind, why don't you play two more pieces?"

Lang Xingyue turned her head subconsciously, ran her fingertips across the keys, and almost pressed the wrong position.

Seeing this, Jingran immediately stepped forward and said, "Miss Lang is not feeling well today. Just finish playing the agreed piece."

As she spoke, Jingran turned her head and stared at Jiang Ran with a half-smile, "Playing the piano is not like eating from a big pot. Is it possible that I still have to take care of myself?"

Today's opening dinner was accompanied by an accompaniment band. Lang Xingyue's solo was originally scheduled to be the opening, but now it is changed to the finale, which does not disgrace her reputation as a world-class pianist.

Whether it is to herself or to the outside world, it is a good explanation.

It's possible to add songs temporarily, but given Lang Xingyue's current mental state, I'm afraid it won't work!

Jingran mocked Jiang Ran mercilessly, with the contempt in her eyes, as if she had been slapped in public.

Jiang Ran glared at Jingran angrily, determined to stick to his pretentious posture to the end.

"Jingran, where did I offend you? Why do you always target me like this? I just admire Miss Lang's piano skills. Isn't this okay?"

Jing Ran frowned coldly, she took a step forward and stood side by side with Jiang Ran.

"Since Miss Jiang is already showing off and deceiving others as the Bo family's fiancée, she has to correct her position. It's best not to embarrass the Bo family."

The tense atmosphere between the two quickly attracted everyone's attention.

Discussions resumed.

"Jiang Ran is now Bo Jiamu's fiancée. This confrontation between the ex and the current one is really a bit of a Shura scene."

"This time the Bo family is in disgrace. The two young men started fighting in public. If you ask me, this Jiang Ran is worse than Jingran."

Everyone's words fell on the ears of the two of them, and Jiang Ran was very angry.

But looking at Jingran, she didn't care at all and her attention was always on the stage.

After the song ended, Jingran even went on stage in person and extended her hand to Lang Xingyue.

"Miss Lang, the car has been arranged. You can just follow me."

Lang Xingyue's palms were covered in cold sweat, and his eyes looking at Jingran were full of gratitude.

"Miss Jing, thank you very much for today."

"It's all because of our poor arrangements. I'll personally take you to the car."

Jingran sat down in the car and asked the driver to drive to the hotel that the group had arranged for Lang Xingyue.

After having people change clothes again, they left through the back door of the hotel. Lang Xingyue, who was taken into the car again, was confused, "Miss Jing, where are we going?"

"Go to the hospital." Jingran took Lang Xingyue's hand, "We have already made arrangements for the hospital. The confidentiality is extremely high. No one will reveal your whereabouts."

Lang Xingyue was still resisting, and she withdrew her hand forcefully. "I'm not going to the hospital!"

"Ms. Lang, no matter what happens, your safety is the most important. We have to make sure that glass of wine will not cause other harm to you."

Jingran's attitude was sincere, "And if you are really injured, we must minimize the damage. What's more, this matter is not your fault."