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

Jingran didn't sleep all night, and went to the Bo family's old house the next morning with gifts.

"What do you think will be the effect of Bo Jiamu, the most likely candidate for the future president position of the Bo Group, marrying a woman who is wrong and has a certain tendency to violence and who regards the law as nothing?"

Jingran was sitting in the flower room of the old house, looking at Mr. Bo who was pruning an orchid, smiling harmlessly.

"Grandpa Bo, based on your understanding of Bo Zhanchen, is he really as bad as Bo Jiamu and his son say?" Jingran's voice was seductive.

She tilted her head and teased the bird in the cage beside her, "I've done everything I can do. As for the final result? It's still a word from you, Grandpa Bo. And don't worry, Bo Zhanchen and I will take care of all Shen Zhiwei's subsequent expenses. Whoever is responsible is at least the child in her belly is innocent."

"Miss Jing, did you come here this morning just to threaten the old man?" Uncle Chen looked on and couldn't stand it anymore.

He spoke harshly: "Old man, these years..."

"Uncle Chen, please don't try to make a fuss with me here. I understand the idea of ​​repaying kindness. I just gave Grandpa Bo a better choice. This is for his own good."

Jingran interrupted Uncle Chen directly.

"Of course, if Grandpa Bo really thinks that Bo Jiamu has enough ability to reverse the current predicament, then I have nothing to say."

Since some people want to cause trouble and some want to laugh, let's make this matter bigger!

So big that everything can only be done in a backward way!

She had to let those bastards who wanted to watch their two families fight openly and secretly, and reap the benefits in the end!

Jingran put the gift box on the table, "This is a gift I specially prepared for Grandpa Bo to recover. My dad originally planned to come to the door in person, but you also know that in my current situation, he really can't get away. .”

Jingran opened the gift box, and inside was a Guanyin statue carefully carved from Hetian jade.

"My father originally selected this jade, and hired a well-known sculptor in the circle. Grandpa Bo has a good eye. Let's see if this thing is worth the price."

Mr. Bo, who had not turned around, finally put down the scissors in his hand.

He took the crutch beside him with one hand and stared at Jingran with a complicated expression.

"Xiaoran, I heard about your family. Are your parents okay?"

"It's nothing serious, just a little frightened. They are so old, why haven't they seen big storms?"

Jingran's tone was relaxed, as if the fire last night was an insignificant matter.

"I said before that they had been sitting there for too long, and I was trying to persuade them to move to another house, but they were nostalgic and couldn't bear to part with it. This time it was time to move."

Jingran's face was calm, completely different from the aggressive look just now.

She carefully pushed the Guanyin statue forward and said, "Grandpa Bo, what do you think?"

The Guanyin statue is made with a gentle touch, and its face is carved lifelike. Even the smallest details are handled extremely appropriately.

As Mr. Bo got older, he liked to play with these jade ornaments.

In order to please him, many people sent him various sculptures, many of which were priceless.

But the Guanyin statue carved from Hetian jade was only as big as a palm. The carvings on the top and the engravings on the bottom made Mr. Bo silent for a long time.

He took a deep breath and stared at Jingran intently. After a few minutes, he shook his head and put the Guanyin statue back into the gift box as if he was discouraged.

"I understand what you just said. Bo Jiamu will definitely be there next weekend. There is no need to hold an engagement party. Let's just announce the news of his marriage to the girl from the Shen family."

When Jingran came out of the Bo family's old house, Bo Zhanchen's car was already waiting at the door. As soon as she got in the car, she looked at the man excitedly, "It's really weird. I made so much noise before, Grandpa Bo didn't even "Songkou, why did you suddenly nod your head in agreement when you saw the Guanyin statue?"

Bo Zhanchen looked at the old house through the car window, with a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"It's all old stuff, you probably don't want to know."

Jingran's curiosity became even more intense, "Why are you half-talking? What if Grandpa Bo asks me about it later and I confess that I helped? Just tell me, I don't know about any old things."

Bo Zhanchen couldn't resist Jingran. After the car started, he told something that was sealed in his memory.

Bo Zhanchen was not yet born at that time, and his parents were not even together yet.

The Bo family's career has gradually taken shape, and the family is living happily.

But not long after, Mr. Bo provoked an enemy outside. Someone set a fire in Bo's house, and the sky was red.

"At that time, our Bo family and Jing family lived close to each other. It was your grandfather who rushed in to save my father, but he was injured by the collapsed roof. There is always a scar on his back."

Bo Zhanchen's voice was low, "As you know when doing business in those days, some people had a life to make money, but no life to spend it. Your grandma was afraid that something would happen to your grandfather, so she invited a Bodhisattva to be enshrined at home, and even sent one to Bo Zhanchen. Home, strange to say, from then on, the old man’s business went smoothly.”

Jingran's eyes suddenly widened, "So the Guanyin statue you asked me to send today has something to do with this? Didn't you say it was a famous sculptor..."

"That's a trick on you." Bo Zhanchen no longer tried to hide it, "otherwise, why would you take these things and give them away?"

Jingran grinded her back molars and resisted the urge to hit someone. "How do you know about something that happened so long ago?"

Bo Zhanchen suddenly chuckled, "This is the reason why the two families arranged a baby wedding, Jingran, they didn't even tell you about it, right?"

Jingran was silent.

For the rest of the journey, she huddled in the passenger seat as quietly as a quail, saying nothing.

Jingran couldn't figure it out.

If the two families decided to get married because of this incident, then the candidate for his marriage should be Bo Zhanchen. How could it become Bo Jiamu?

And since she moved into the Bo family, no one has mentioned this incident, even her parents have remained silent.

If this whole thing was wrong from the beginning, then what did he go through in his previous life?

Is she unlucky?

Jingran digested the sudden news. The news of the fire in Jing's villa quickly spread to the circle, and many people came to express their condolences.

But Jingran refused everyone's visit and focused on the group.

The stock market, which was originally relatively stable, experienced significant fluctuations due to yesterday's accident. Jing's Group issued a statement overnight, but it failed to stabilize the hearts of investors.

Jingran was troubled by this incident and preferred to take things by chance. Lang Xingyue's case also came to court.

Early that morning, Bo Zhanchen's people sent Lang Xingyue back.