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

She looked at Jingran hesitantly, "Xiaoran, did you really adopt this child?"

Jing's father was also worried, "Jingran, this is Bo Jiamu's child after all. His biological father is still alive. Will there be any problems if you adopt the child? You are so courageous."

Jingran teased the little person in the crib, "What's the problem? Bo Jiamu's psychological evaluation results have come out. He suffers from severe depression and mania, as well as self-mutilation. His condition is not good enough to take care of this child when he grows up." . I think this little girl doesn’t want to have a father like Bo Jiamu.”

As soon as Jingran finished speaking, Jing's mother exclaimed, "This is wrong. If you want to adopt, you must be over 35 years old if you are unmarried. Are you not old enough?"

Jingran touched her nose and said, "Adopting children of relatives within three generations will not be affected by this condition."

"That's also a relative of Bo Zhanchen, not yours, Xiaoran, Mom has no other intentions. It's not that our family can't afford to raise this child, but after all, this is a child of the Bo family, and you just took him back. Can Mr. Bo pass this test? "

Jing's mother looked at Jingran with worry.

Although she liked the porcelain doll in the crib very much, Jingran could not get over the idea of ​​adopting a daughter of her ex-fiancé and love rival.

Jingran even felt guilty when asked, and quickly changed the subject: "Bo Zhanchen handled these things, I just signed, it's nothing important, and I have never raised a child, this little one How to take care of her? Should I hire a nanny or a nanny?”

Before Jingran could finish her words, Jing's mother hit her on the shoulder.

"You don't know anything, how dare you make this mess?"

Jingran huddled aside and stopped talking. Suddenly, the little girl who was originally very quiet burst into tears. Jingran was at a loss and almost threw the baby and the crib out together.

It was Jing's mother who picked up the child, patted it in her arms, and fed her some milk powder before she calmed down.

Seeing Jing's mother hugging the child, Jingran's mood was a little complicated.

She thought of her child who was maliciously aborted before it even had time to take shape.

If she can be born safely, her parents should be very happy for her...

Not necessarily, after all, in his previous life, his parents had always been brooding over the fact that he was a scumbag when he married Bo Jiamu, and the family had long been at loggerheads.

Jingran shook her head and got rid of those messy thoughts.

I originally thought about finding a nurse and a confinement nanny to take care of the child, but Jing's mother didn't trust anything she said and insisted on watching over her in the hospital.

Jingran had other things to be busy with, so she could only ask her mother not to be too tired before leaving the hospital.

But as soon as she got in the car, Jingran suddenly realized something.

"How come my mother knows so much about adoption?"

None of her new friends have adopted children, and even the Jing family's charity fund management project has nothing to do with it.

How did her mother know about this?

From the time she adopted the child to the time she brought Jing's father and Jing's mother to the hospital, less than 24 hours had passed. Even if the news got out, shouldn't this be the first thing they thought of?

Jingran was full of doubts.

She returned to Jing's Group with a lot of questions. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the front desk staring at her with a wink.

Jingran looked left and right with a puzzled expression. After making sure there was no one else behind her, she asked the front desk: "Do you have something to say?"

"Mr. Jing, the former boss is back." The receptionist was still a little aggrieved, "You have led the company so well, why should someone else pick this ready-made peach?"

Jingran was immediately amused by these words, "This company originally belonged to my brother, and I just managed it for a while. How can you, at such a young age, put so much thought into it?"

"That's Mr. Jing! You're obviously a few years older than me, but why do you sound so old-fashioned when you talk?" The receptionist pouted and reluctantly handed over the coffee he had bought a long time ago.

"Mr. Jing, no matter what, I support you! And many of us support you!"

Whether it is from the company atmosphere or salary benefits, the Jing's Group after Jing Ran took over was completely different from before.

Everyone's work status is not as lifeless as before, and even the so-called team building enthusiasm is much higher than before.

Jingran is very satisfied with the current situation.

She carried her coffee and took the elevator all the way to the top floor. When she entered the office, she saw Jing Heng sitting at his desk with a bitter look on his face and sighing.

"Alas, my good days are coming to an end." Before Jing Heng finished speaking, Jing Ran chuckled.

"Where is this? You should still remember what I told my mother before the car accident, to arrange a blind date for you, right? This matter has been put on the agenda. Starting from the beginning of next month, you will meet every three days A blind date, if the company is busy, I can help you. "

Jingran put on an expression as if she was just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.

Jing Heng simply glared at her, "Jingran, do you have to go against me? What kind of blind date are you going to have? Do you have the heart to let your brother and I go on a blind date dragging two broken legs?"

"Then why can't you bear it? If you find it inconvenient, I can also prepare a wheelchair for you. Anyway, I'm not the one going on the blind date."

Jingran shook the coffee in her hand.

She has not forgotten the time when Jing Heng and her biological father cheated on her by singing together.

Now that people can go back to work, this debt can be settled slowly.

Jingran spent a whole day communicating with Jingheng about the company's affairs. When it was time to get off work, she picked up her bag, patted her butt and left.

But before he could leave the office door, he was stopped by Jing Heng.

"Let's go later. Mom just sent a message asking you to go home for dinner. Bo Zhanchen has already arrived."

Jingran raised her eyebrows.

She didn't hear about this when she came out of the hospital today.

Have a meal?

Why does she think this is a Hongmen Banquet?

Jingran just got into Jingheng's car. After the car drove to the newly bought villa of the Jing family, she saw Bo Zhanchen from a distance, carrying a pair of gardening shears, trimming branches in the yard with Jing's father.

Jing Heng naturally saw it too, and he said in a strange tone: "Can't you tell, does Bo Zhanchen still have such skills?"

Jingran rolled her eyes at him, "You don't know a lot, brother, I just can't figure it out. Why do you always have trouble with him? Bo Zhanchen shouldn't have offended you very much, right?"

Jingran could understand that he looked down on that scumbag Bo Jiamu.

But Bo Zhanchen didn't do anything outrageous, so why did these two people glare at each other when they met?

"Girls should stop asking about things between men. Why don't you get out of the car? Wait for me to invite you in person?" Jing Heng's tone was unkind, and his attitude was even more incomprehensible.

Jingran could only follow him out of the car with a confused head.