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

Jing's father didn't even give Jingran a chance to react, and kicked them out of the door.

Jingran stood in front of the study door, looking at the closed door, and her eyes fell on Bo Zhanchen again with scrutiny.

"Bo Zhanchen, aren't you going to give me an explanation?" Jingran gritted her teeth and stared at the man standing in front of her, for fear of missing the slightest expression on his face.

But when Bo Zhanchen faced Jingran's questioning, his expression remained as usual, with no flaws visible, and even his tone did not waver at all.

"You have wronged me, and I didn't say anything." Bo Zhanchen vowed.

He just stated the facts.

But Jingran really couldn't let Jingran know about this matter.

Bo Zhanchen put his arm around Jingran's shoulders and took her into his arms with little effort.

"Actually, I think Uncle Jing is doing this for your own good. After all, you don't know when your brother will come back smoothly. You are supporting the company by yourself during this period, so you have to rely on something, right?"

Jingran frowned, she always felt that Bo Zhanchen was hiding something from her.

She turned her head slightly, looked at the person next to her, and murmured to herself: "If you have equity in your hand, do you just rely on it?"

Jingran clenched her sleeves tightly, "I actually don't care about these things, and I don't want to manage the company. Even if only 7% of the equity is left in my hands, it's still a hot potato. The heroine will eventually become a bargaining chip for someone to sow discord between our brother and sister. "

Jingran knew her father.

He has been doting on her all these years, and wants to be in front of her no matter what happens, but essentially, he still can't trust her to leave the Jing Group to her.

After all, she will get married sooner or later...

And what Jingran is most worried about is that once these shares fall into her hands, they will be targeted by interested parties.

Although she wanted to take advantage of Bo Zhanchen and acquiesced in the mutually beneficial relationship between the two, she was not generous enough to bet on the equity of Jing's Group.

She can't afford to gamble!

The Jing family can’t afford to gamble...

Jingran blinked hard and suppressed all the surging emotions in her heart.

Then, he warned solemnly: "Bo Zhanchen, I don't want the matter between you and me to involve the Jing family. I don't care how you want to use me, but I advise you not to take advantage of the Jing family, otherwise..."

Jingran swallowed back the second half of the sentence.

But Bo Zhanchen acted as if nothing was wrong. His hands around her shoulders tightened, and he even pinched her chin as if no one was watching and pecked the corner of her mouth.

"I know what you mean, don't worry, you are you, and the Jing family is the Jing family." The man lowered his head and said that posture was too ambiguous to outsiders.

So when Jing's mother went upstairs, she couldn't help but exclaimed when she saw this posture.

"Ah! Mom didn't mean it. Mom didn't see anything. Um, aunt, is dinner ready?" Jing's mother didn't even give the two of them a chance to explain, and turned around and went downstairs.

Jingran's face turned red immediately, and she quickly pushed away the person next to her and quickly chased after him.

"Mom, it's not what you saw just now..."

Jing's mother smiled with an ambiguous look on her face, "What's there to be shy about? You are young and your mother understands. However, Xiaoran, as a person who has been through this, my mother still has to tell you that before you are officially married, you two should not go too far. , we still need to take protective measures..."

Jing's mother took Jingran's little hand, and before making sure that no one behind her caught up with her, she suddenly said solemnly: "Xiaoran, no matter what decision you make, mom will support you, but you must take care of your body. Even if we do have a child, our Jing family can still afford it!"

Jingran was stunned on the spot.

Where is this going?

What ideas did Bo Zhanchen, a bitch, instill in his parents when she was away? !

"Mom, it's not as serious as you said..." Jingran didn't know what to say for a moment.

But Jing's mother seemed to have a guilty conscience. She turned her head and glanced back, and then said seriously: "Even if you two don't get married, if you have a child and bring it back, mother will raise it for you. Bo Zhanchen doesn't think so." She looks generous, but she has a slim waist and long legs, and looks pretty good. The child's genes should also be good. At the worst, we can leave the father and keep the son."

When Jingran heard this, she felt like rolling thunder piercing her head from left to right.

"Mom, if you really have nothing to do at home, go out with those aunties to have a facial and massage, and stop reading those outrageous news."

How could she and Bo Zhanchen have a child if the father left behind the son?

She didn't want her child to be born into a family full of exploitation and calculations.

If there was no love, she would rather not give birth.

Jingran had a small face and said seriously to Jing's mother: "Mom, you must not tell the second person about today's matter, not even the aunt at home."

God knows if that bitch man has an spy at home. If her mother-in-law's thoughts are discovered by Bo Zhanchen, what kind of trouble will happen if she is not safe!

Now these messy things are enough to make people upset.

Jingran followed Jing's mother all the way to the kitchen downstairs. She originally wanted to help, but was kicked out.

"Go, go, don't make trouble here. There are so many people at home, why do you still need to cook? Go and play with Zhan Chen's children. They finally came to the door, but you left them there. It's rude. "

Looking at her fickle mother, Jingran suddenly felt regretful.

She seriously suspected that her mother-in-law was just siding with someone else!

"Damn it, I fell into the trap!" Jingran gritted her teeth and cursed, then she heard the servant at home saying that Bo Zhanchen was already in her room.

Thinking about the things in the room that she hadn't had time to clean up, Jingran rushed upstairs.

But when the door was opened, Jingran was still a step too late.

The painting on the bedroom floor that was originally covered with a dust-proof cloth has been opened by the man.

Bo Zhanchen's profile is clearly drawn on it. From the peak of his nose to the corners of his mouth, every facial detail is vividly drawn.

Bo Zhanchen was sitting on the carpet beside the bed and looking at the painting. Some dim lights in the room shone on his face. Looking at it from a certain angle, the people in his painting overlapped strangely.

However, the person in the painting is older than the current Bo Zhanchen, and there is even a scar on his forehead.

That was Bo Zhanchen many years later...

Jingran stood at the door, stretched out her hand to grasp the door handle with some embarrassment, "Why did you touch my things without permission?"

The man suddenly raised his head as if he had suddenly come to his senses. When he saw the person coming, a smile appeared on his originally stern face.

"Jingran, why didn't I know you could draw before?"

Jingran said nothing, pulled up the dust-proof cloth on the ground, and covered the painting again.