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

"These things should be handled by the elders of the two families. Your mother left early, so from now on you will treat Auntie's place as your own home. If you come back more often, the house will be more lively."

Jingran was a little confused by the underlying meaning of Jing's mother's words.

When Bo Zhanchen's mother passed away, Jingran was still too young and didn't know much about what happened back then.

All we know is that not long after her death, Bo Zhanchen was sent abroad, and his time in China over the years has been handful.

But in her previous life, Pei Shuzhen never mentioned this matter.

Due to the relationship between the two families, Jingran rarely mentioned this matter, but now that she thinks about it, there seems to be something else going on here.

Especially Pei Shuzhen's attitude towards Bo Zhanchen, she barely made it clear that she wanted to kill him.

If Mr. Bo hadn't protected Bo Zhanchen overtly and secretly, it would be unclear whether he was alive or dead now.

Jingran unconsciously turned her head to look at Bo Zhanchen. At this moment, the man was also looking at her with an ambiguous expression. The moment their eyes met, Jingran turned her head away violently, and even raised her foot to step on her hard. On someone's instep.

Bo Zhanchen kept his expression and even held Jing Ran's hand in front of Jing's father and mother, vowing: "Uncle, aunt, don't worry, I will be good to Ran Ran in the future. Of course, just say so." There is no proof, I hope the two elders can bear witness for my mother."

The man's tone was calm and steady, and he held Jingran's hand tighter and tighter. To outsiders, his attitude seemed like he was truly willing to win someone's heart, and they would never be apart forever.

Jingran felt a little uncomfortable. The attitudes of the other three people at the table made her feel uncomfortable.

She took a deep breath and said, "Why are you talking about this? Just eat well. Why did you rise to this level?"

Father Jing looked at her displeased, but his last words only turned into an instruction, "Zhanchen, Xiaoran has been spoiled by us these years. If she gets into trouble with you in the future, What trouble is it? Please be more patient. As for that matter..."

"Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely treat Jingran well." Bo Zhanchen's words were a little urgent, as if he was deliberately trying to stop Jing's father from speaking.

Jingran's eyes wandered among the people on the table, and the doubts in her heart became deeper and deeper.

What the hell are these people doing behind her back?

After eating, Jingran directly blocked her own father on the balcony.

Jing's father, who was still vomiting at all, had unconcealable irritation in his eyes.

After seeing Jingran, he immediately put out the cigarette butt and waved his hand in front of his face, fearing that the smell of the smoke would choke his precious daughter.

"Ahem, didn't I ask you to accompany Zhan Chen? Why did you come here? You left me alone at home again?"

"Dad, are you hiding something from me? What did you mean by what you said at the table just now?" Jingran went straight to the point, without any intention of covering up, and stretched out her arms to block Jing's father's way.

"Xiaoran, what are you talking about here? Weren't we discussing your engagement at the table just now? Didn't you hear it?" Jing's father didn't want to answer and started to talk about him.

Jingran directly exposed her own father's little thoughts, "Dad, you haven't lied to me, and I believe you, but you didn't mention anything about your affairs abroad, and you even played charades with Bo Zhanchen. Did you catch your eye? Is this the only son-in-law here? Or have you two done something to feel sorry for me?"

Before Jing Ran could finish her words, her eye circles were red. She looked at Jing's father in front of her with aggrieved eyes, her big watery eyes seemed like she might shed tears at any time.

Jing's father couldn't bear to see Jingran like this, so he panicked at that moment.

He hurriedly comforted Jingran, "How is that possible? Xiaoran, you have always been dad's daughter, but there are some things that dad can't tell you yet. But dad promises you, that kid will never do anything to apologize to you. Even if you don’t believe him, don’t you still believe dad?”

Jing's father was afraid that his daughter would think wrongly, so he deliberately revealed something. "Over the years, that child has been investigating the real cause of his parents' death, and recently got some clues."

Jingran's eyes widened suddenly, "You mean Uncle Bo and Aunt Bo..."

Jing's father's eyes became sharp, he glanced towards the balcony door, and shook his head at Jingran.

He couldn't help but warn: "Xiaoran, don't get involved in this matter. Zhan Chen has his own ideas, and he is very thoughtful. If he does something, he may hurt you."

Father Jing's words were as tactful as possible, but they still sent chills down Jingran's back.

In fact, Jingran had always felt that Bo Zhanchen's attitude towards the Jing family was a little too abnormal.

But he looked carefree, completely different in front of others and behind others. Even Jingran herself couldn't guarantee whether she had really figured out the man's temperament.

Bo Zhanchen sometimes made her feel like he was a completely different person.

That strange feeling made Jingran feel guilty.

She secretly clenched her fists, smiled openly, and said coquettishly to Father Jing: "Dad, why do you look down on me so much? Your daughter has grown up and I have never been wronged by anyone, let alone eating. Every chasm brings wisdom, and I will never stumble in Bo Zhanchen again."

Jingran proudly raised her chin to Jing's father, and after telling some about the company's current situation, she was called away by Jing's mother.

But just after she left, a figure walked out from behind the pillar on the side of the balcony.

Bo Zhanchen watched Jingran's cheerful steps going downstairs, and a trace of tenderness flashed across his expressionless face, but it was fleeting.

"It's hard for Uncle Jing." Bo Zhanchen said coldly, his unfamiliar look was completely different from the warm look he could please at the dinner table.

Jing's father let out a long sigh and tried to persuade her sincerely: "Once this matter is revealed, how will Xiaoran deal with it? Zhan Chen, is the truth really that important? People can't be kept in the dark all the time. Trapped in the past."

"I understand the truth, but if it's really so easy to do, why does my uncle always refuse to give up foreign things?"

Bo Zhanchen curled up the corners of his mouth and hid most of his body in the shadow under the pillars. His sharp eyes like an eagle frightened Jing's father.

He tightened his grip on the cigarette case he had just taken out of his pocket, and threatened in a cold voice: "Bo Zhanchen, I have told you before that I don't know much about what happened back then, and the help I can provide you is limited, but you Don’t forget, you promised me!”

Jing's father's voice trembled slightly, and he seemed to have aged a few years. "No matter what the final result is, you must treat Jingran well. Otherwise, even if we fight to the death, I will not make it easy for you."

"Jingran is my fiancée. No one can change this. I have always been patient enough with my own people."

Bo Zhanchen took two steps forward and handed a cigarette in his hand to Father Jing.

The moment the person stood under the light and shadow, the meaning around him had completely dissipated, as if the confrontation just now had never happened.