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

Jingran just took the household registration books of the two of them, picked a seat closest to the window, sat down, and began to fiddle with her phone with her head down.

Time passed minute by minute, but Bo Zhanchen was still nowhere to be found.

Jingran, who was already a little worried, became even more nervous. She deliberately did not turn her head and look behind her until a familiar sound of footsteps came.

"Excuse me, where is the bathroom here?" Bo Zhanchen's voice was cold, and the shirt with its sleeves torn off was replaced by a straight suit.

Immediately afterwards, there was another bag in front of Jingran.

"Go to the bathroom and change into a hospital gown. How can anyone take a wedding certificate registration photo wearing a hospital gown?" While Bo Zhanchen was talking, a woman came up from behind and said, "Miss Jing, we meet again."

Jingran looked at this woman and suddenly remembered that he was the female stylist who styled her when she was still in the sea.

It's just that this woman's attitude was not very good at that time.

In order not to waste time, Jingran went to the bathroom to change clothes, but when she walked out of the bathroom wearing a one-shoulder dress, the staff rolled their eyes.

"Miss, your ID photo cannot reveal the collarbone or below. Your clothes are not up to standard. How about we have work clothes here, can you change them?"

The staff member said, pointing to the white shirt hanging on the hanger.

Looking at the white shirt that had been worn by countless people, Bo Zhanchen frowned.

He first turned to look at the stylist displeased, "Is this how you do things?"

The female stylist lowered her head, "I'm really sorry, Mr. Bo. When Special Assistant Chen called me, he said he was in a hurry. I didn't check it, so I just took one over..."

The female stylist felt aggrieved and looked at Jingran uneasily as she apologized over and over again.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Jing, I didn't know you were here to register for marriage today..."

Jingran sneered in her heart.

This woman definitely did it on purpose.

She didn't miss the glint of pride in the woman's eyes when she lowered her head to apologize.

It seems that this man is sometimes too handsome, which is not a good thing.

"It doesn't matter, he who doesn't know is not guilty." Jingran said nonchalantly and put on the hospital gown casually.

Before Bo Zhanchen could speak again, the female stylist took out the makeup box she had brought with her and greeted Jingran in the face.

"Time is tight and the task is heavy. Let's do light makeup first, although we can do photos later..."

"No need to go to such trouble, it's just a photo registration, and you won't frame the photo and hang it on the wall." Jingran rejected the stylist's proposal without hesitation, turning to look at Bo Zhanchen, "You don't want to delay the time, do you? They are But it’s time to get off work soon.”

Jingran looked at Bo Zhanchen intently, and when the man refused to speak, she suddenly smiled angrily. He pulled the corners of his mouth somewhat forcefully and threw the clothes in his hands back into the man's arms.

"Forget it, if you don't want to, I won't force you."

"Wait a moment." Bo Zhanchen took Jingran's hand, "Chen Zhao is already preparing documents."

Jingran's brows furrowed, "Bo Zhanchen, don't you still want to negotiate terms with me?"

Bo Zhanchen raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something, and changed his mind on the spot, "How is that possible? There's no rush now, just register."

Before he finished speaking, Bo Zhanchen had already taken the household registration book from Jingran's hand and handed it to the staff in front of him.

Some time ago, the scandal between Jingran and Bo Zhanchen was flying all over the world, not to mention that Tian Jingran almost dominated the hot search list because of Lang Xingyue's incident. The commotion between the two quickly attracted the attention of others.

Jingran gradually discovered that people who were not too concerned about the excitement had already taken out their mobile phones to take pictures.

The stylist seemed to be afraid that the matter was not big enough, so he cleared his throat and said loudly: "Miss Jing, your current image is really not very good. Let's..."

"Madam, this is a young couple getting married. How they want to take pictures is their problem. If the delay continues, we will have to get off work." The staff member glared at the female stylist.

Bo Zhanchen glanced meaningfully at the stylist. Jingran immediately realized something was wrong, but due to the occasion, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

Just like that, Jingran, wearing a hospital gown, and Bo Zhanchen stood in front of the fixed position for taking pictures.

"The two newcomers look forward, look straight ahead, and smile more naturally."

Just like that, Jingran wore a hospital gown and received the marriage certificate from Bo Zhanchen.

When she left the Civil Affairs Bureau and sat in the car, she was still a little confused.

But suddenly, the back door of the car was opened.

"Mr. Bo, I came here in a hurry this time and forgot to call a taxi. Could you please give me a ride?"

Jingran's eyelids twitched, she looked at Bo Zhanchen with a wink, and said in a strange tone: "Then do you need me to give you the co-pilot too? This one is more spacious."

The female stylist's face changed immediately.

Jing Ran didn't seem to notice, and continued with a look of pity: "You must be exhausted from running all the way here in a hurry, and you didn't give me any styling, so your trip was in vain. I'm really sorry. , how about I treat you to a meal?"

The stylist's movement while holding the car door froze, "Ms. Jing, you misunderstood me. I didn't mean it like that. I was just going to the hospital on the way..."

"We're not going to the hospital." Jingran lazily withdrew her gaze, "I just received my certificate. The two of us are going to go to the world of two. How about you come too?"

Jingran has seen a lot of people riding cars.

But she had never seen a woman who rubbed her boss's car in front of her real wife!

Today her eyes were opened.

Bo Zhanchen didn't speak from the beginning to the end, but his eyes when he looked at Jingran were full of endearment.

That look is enough to make some people go crazy with jealousy.

"Miss Jing..."

"Let go, don't let me say it a second time." Bo Zhanchen said coldly, "You are fired. You don't have to go to work tomorrow."

The female stylist's face suddenly turned pale, "Mr. Bo, I..."

"The compensation will be the same as before. We won't give it away if we go slowly." Bo Zhanchen cherished his words like gold and drove the car out of the Civil Affairs Bureau with a step on the accelerator.

Seeing the woman standing at the door with a look of reluctance, Jingran couldn't help but said: "Bo Zhanchen, you don't know how to cherish the beauty. This beautiful woman came all the way just for you, and you just throw her away like this." Are you here?"

"Is it beautiful? I didn't pay much attention." Bo Zhanchen looked forward, and the raised corners of his mouth showed that he was in a good mood.

Jingran hadn't forgotten what happened at the Civil Affairs Bureau just now. She suddenly frowned and said, "But how did she know about this place? My decision to get the certificate with you was temporary. You probably didn't publicize your privacy to the whole world." Do you know your quirk?"