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

Jingran didn't say a word, but stood on tiptoes, with an unpredictable smile on her lips.

Seeing her like this, Bo Zhanchen was about to continue the meeting, but Jingran suddenly stood up and held her arm.

Jingran's face suddenly appeared on the screen, and the group of people on the other side of the ocean were all stunned.

Jingran had just gotten up, and her pajamas were loose and loose. The beautiful scenery that lay on her chest was seen by everyone on the screen.

Mu Senchuan spit out a sip of coffee and hurriedly turned on the computer.

Jingran saw from the corner of her eye that a video window suddenly went dark, but she didn't care. She just leaned over and said in Bo Zhanchen's ear, "Mr. Bo, you should pay attention to rest. I don't want to be a widow before we get engaged."

Bo Zhanchen smiled meaningfully, his eyes full of teasing, "Are you worried about me?"

Jingran didn't reply, but slowly let go of the man's hand.

"Bo Zhanchen, I will give you ten more minutes at most. If I come out after taking a shower and find you still in the study, I will move out of here."

Jingran spoke clearly, completely unaware that the microphone on the screen was still flashing.

Before leaving, she did not forget to take away the cup of coffee on the table.

The people who heard the conversation between the two seemed extremely busy. Some were drinking water, some were flipping through documents, and Bo Zhanchen's headphones were all buzzing.

"Okay, stop pretending, it's not the first time you've met her. Did you hear what she just said?"

Bo Zhanchen changed his serious tone and leaned back on the chair lazily, rubbing the engagement ring on his hand unconsciously with his fingertips.

"Ten minutes, quick victory."

No longer hearing Jingran's voice, Mu Senchuan's video box lit up again. He poked his head at the other end with a stern look, and after making sure that there was no suspicious person around Bo Zhanchen, he finally let go of his worries.

He even thought of teasing the person involved.

"The boss lady is gone? Are you letting her come in and out of your study like this? Are you afraid that people will find out about the dirty things you did behind her back?" Mu Senchuan's tone was very harsh.

But then, he changed the subject, "So when are you going to tell her my true identity? The bidding for that land is about to start. If the secret is revealed then, aren't you afraid of a fight?"

Bo Zhanchen suddenly raised his head and said, "Wait a little longer, it's not time yet. Mu Senchuan, you're talking too much nonsense."

Mu Senchuan, who was suddenly called out, shrank his neck and gave in decisively, "Mr. Bo, I was wrong, you continue!"

When Jingran came out of the shower, Bo Zhanchen was already sitting on the sofa in the living room, playing with the stuffed toy that had been brought back from Jingran's small apartment.

Those clear-cut hands were darting back and forth through the downy hair. Jingran narrowed her eyes and asked, "Why are you so obedient today?"

"I can't help it. I'm in need of someone to warm my bed recently." The fatigue on Bo Zhanchen's face could hardly be hidden. He waved to Jingran, and the moment he leaned over, his palms were pressed against Jingran's eyes. superior.

The subtle touch between her lips and teeth made Jingran's face flush. She subconsciously wanted to push the person in front of her away, but her wrist was held by the man and she couldn't break away at all.

When Bo Zhanchen finally let go, Jingran was already covered in sweat. The bath just now was in vain.

She was lying on the sofa dejectedly, and her expression of not getting out of the afterglow made someone's vision darker and darker.

I don't know how long it took, but Bo Zhanchen suddenly said in a hoarse voice: "Jingran, let's get married."

Jingran's consciousness suddenly returned. She looked at the person under her in disbelief. After a long time, she squeezed out a few words.

"What's the reason?"

"We have to hold an engagement banquet, so it's better to do it in one step. It's simpler. Besides, there shouldn't be any loss for you by marrying me, right?" Bo Zhanchen said in a deep voice.

His hand still fell on Jingran's waist, and the up and down movements made her feel a little itchy.

Jingran held down the man's mischievous hand and said, "This alone doesn't seem to be enough to convince me."

"That's true, but according to the rules of our family, after you and I get married, you will have more shares in your hands as dividends. Although it is not as much as the old man transferred to you, it is better than nothing."

Bo Zhanchen began to detail the various benefits of getting married, "On the other hand, this way, our two families will be more closely involved, and what you want to do will be much more convenient than before. As for other things, you should be better than before." I should know better, after all, revenge is not just about killing people."

The man curled his lips and carefully analyzed the pros and cons of the whole thing, but he never mentioned love.

Jingran lowered her eyebrows, picked up Bo Zhanchen's shirt and draped it over her shoulders. The moment she turned around, the disappointment in her eyes was hard to conceal.

"It makes sense, but I remember that Mr. Bo still has the agreement in his hand, right? There's no need to get married before I've paid back everything I owe you, right?" Jingran laughed at herself, just barefoot. Pour yourself a cup of coffee.

This man had directly warned her more than once not to have any undue thoughts about things that did not belong to her, let alone cross the line.

But now, it is clear that there is someone else who wants to cross the line.

Jingran leaned on the bar, stared at the cup in her hand, and said calmly again: "But judging from the conditions set by Mr. Bo, I can definitely make a profit on the marriage. If Mr. Bo needs cooperation in this regard, , you can also ask Special Assistant Chen to draw up a contract and take a look at it first."

Jingran kept talking about the agreement, and kept talking about the contract they had negotiated. Bo Zhanchen suddenly felt that he had shot himself in the foot.

That so-called bullshit agreement had been shoved into some nook and cranny.

Why does this woman insist on insisting on letting go?

Bo Zhanchen reached out helplessly and pressed his eyebrows, "If we get married, the previous agreement will be invalidated. Do you really not think about it?"

Jingran's eyes flashed, "I have no habit of owing favors to others."

Before Jingran could finish speaking, the cell phone left in the bedroom rang.

The caller is Lin Dong.

"Mr. Jing, something happened in the company. A large group of people just entered the company and blocked the financial room. They have a search warrant and are investigating the company's financial problems!"

"Funding problem?" Jingran was confused.

When she arrived at the company before, she specifically checked the company's various tax declaration results. From a superficial perspective, she could not see any abnormalities.

The person in charge of the finance department is also a veteran employee. He has been there since her father was still in office. There is no reason why such problems cannot be discovered.

"Don't worry, I'll go to the company now, and you can stabilize the people in the company. If you need anything, we'll talk about it after I get there."

Jingran didn't hesitate, rushed back to the cloakroom, changed clothes and was about to go out. Bo Zhanchen was already waiting at the door.

"I'll take you there."