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

"These people don't really think that they can eat all the food with just one trick?! And it rained so heavily last night. Why did they have to rush to see Shen Zhiwei yesterday?"

Jingran cursed in her mind, and after hanging up the phone, she leaned against the passenger seat, her little face full of resentment.

Bo Zhanchen, who was driving next to him, saw this and comforted him: "They have already sat down to control the matter. Now that the unexpected result has been finalized, what's the use of being angry no matter how much you do?"

As soon as these words came out, Jingran's expression became even darker.

"Have you not found Jiang Ran's whereabouts yet?"

Ever since Jiang Ran made a fuss at the wedding, the woman was dragged out by the bodyguards present. As the public opinion on the Internet continued to ferment, Jiang Ran almost stopped showing her face.

Except for a few threatening phone calls to Shen Zhiwei, there was no news at all.

It was as if Bo Jiamu had become an abandoned child.

In contrast, the series of things Long Qi confessed inside had almost put Jiang Ran on the fire.

But this woman is still smart. In order to protect herself, she cleaned up all traces.

Without substantial evidence, Long Qi's confession can only be regarded as a reference.

Jingran thought she could take the opportunity to crush Jiang Ran to death this time, but this woman was too cautious.

She turned her head irritably and looked out the window, "People like Jiang Ran have the least regard for human life. How many people have she lost in her hands in the past six months?"

Bo Zhanchen said: "Jiang Ran has a certain anti-social personality. Such people have no ability to empathize. In his eyes, the biggest difference between a person and an ant is that if he wants to kill the person, it may take some means."

Halfway through his words, the man changed his subject.

"So Jingran, when you go out during this period, you must bring your bodyguard with you to prevent Jiang Ran from jumping over the wall in a hurry."

Jing Ran waved her hand impatiently, "There are only those who have been thieves for thousands of years, and there are no thieves who have been guarding against thieves for thousands of years. I'm afraid she won't come to me."

"Jingran! Just play the trick of luring the snake out of its hole once! Do you think you are made of iron?" Bo Zhanchen's voice was filled with anger.

The two of them have never had a good talk about the previous matter, and this matter has always been a knot in their hearts.

Jingran turned to look at the man helplessly, "Bo Zhanchen, I just want to end all this as soon as possible so that I can return to the life I should live. No one wants to live in fear all day long."

"Don't even think about it, give up your idea as soon as possible, or do you want to be locked up like Bo Jiamu?" Bo Zhanchen gritted his teeth and looked ahead.

He was afraid that if he didn't suppress his anger, Jingran's legs would be broken.

He felt that he would be mad at this woman sooner or later!

Jingran glanced at him lazily, feeling that there was no point in what he said, so she simply stopped saying anything.

The two rushed to the hospital directly. They originally planned to see Shen Zhiwei first, but she was in the intensive care unit and could not be seen Ming.

The child is still in the incubator, and the indicators are not stable, and the visit is even more rigorous.

Jingran thought that her trip couldn't be in vain, so she simply went to see that scumbag.

Bo Jiamu's limbs were tied to the bed with restraints, and his whole body was tied up. The back of the hand where the needle was hanging was even swollen.

When he saw Jingran and Bo Zhanchen appearing at the door, he struggled wildly, and the hospital bed was shaken with a loud bang.

Unfortunately, in order to prevent him from biting his tongue, he already had a mouthpiece in his mouth.

At this moment, he couldn't even say a word, he could only moan and roar.

Jingran leaned against the doorframe and clicked her tongue twice.

"Tsk, tsk, it's so pitiful. How could a living person become like this? Bo Jiamu, how can you say that you just want to die? If you die, the entire company will fall into the hands of Bo Zhanchen. You You can’t die in peace, right?”

"Uh huh!" Bo Jiamu pounded the bed crazily.

"Want to talk? I'm afraid that's not possible. The doctor said that your mood is unstable now. If you really feel uncomfortable being tied up, should I ask them to inject you with a sedative?" Jingran's time is getting more and more dangerous.

Long-term use of sedatives will have a considerable impact on various systems such as nerves, heart, brain, and blood vessels.

Severe cases may even induce epilepsy.

Jingran really didn't want Bo Jiamu to die in vain. That would be really sorry for what he did in his previous life.

Jingran thought about it and sighed softly, "You haven't contacted Pei Shuzhen for a while, right? Let's have a chance for you mother and son to meet. You look like this, and you don't look like you will live long. I also need to be beautiful as an adult." no?"

Pei Shuzhen's biggest wish in her life is to let Bo Jiamu rest on Bo Zhanchen's head for the rest of her life.

It would be best if she could earn a bright family fortune and let her officially stay in the Bo family as the hostess.

Unfortunately, she didn't have this chance.

Bo Jiamu, who was like a mad dog, ripped off the needle in his hand and blood flowed out, but Jingran turned a blind eye.

That afternoon, Pei Shuzhen, who was unkempt and wrinkled, was brought over by Chen Zhao.

Without the care of those beauty salons and cosmetics, Pei Shuzhen is no different from those women who are over fifty years old.

Her fingers were rough, she smelled sour, her hair was messily tied back on her head, the large exposed skin on her neck was covered with ambiguous marks, and even her belly was big.

As soon as he entered the ward door, Bo Jiamu frowned.

But Pei Shuzhen seemed to have seen a savior, "Son? Jiamu?! How did you become like this? My son! How did you get hurt by them and become like this? Where is the old man? He doesn't care about you anymore?! Please save me. Mom, please save mom, please?”

Without saying a few words of concern, Pei Shuzhen took Bo Jiamu's hand and wanted to beg her to rescue her.

But Bo Jiamu can no longer protect himself.

Jingran didn't expect to see Pei Shuzhen like this again when she saw her again.

She subconsciously turned her head to look at Bo Zhanchen, but due to the wrong situation, she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

Pei Shuzhen cried loudly and told her story, but she didn't say anything about untying Bo Jiamu's restraints.

She knew she had no leverage now and didn't dare to act rashly.

At this time, Jingran and Bo Zhanchen, who had been standing outside the door, walked in.

As soon as Pei Shuzhen saw Bo Zhanchen, she almost used her hands and feet to crawl towards his direction, but before she could take two steps, she was pushed to the ground by the bodyguard.

"Bo Zhanchen, please let me go. I know it was wrong and I shouldn't have done those things! I really know that I was wrong and I will surrender! As long as you promise to let me go, I will go to the judge to plead guilty! I will live such a life No, I beg you."

Pei Shuzhen knelt on the ground and kowtowed in the direction of Bo Zhanchen.

But Bo Zhanchen twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You trained Gao single-handedly. Now that you are pregnant with his child, you should be happy. Why do you beg me?"