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

When Jing Ran and Mr. Bo came out of the study, Bo Zhanchen, who had rushed back after hearing the news, was walking in. When he saw the two of them, he immediately stepped forward and pulled Jing Ran behind him.

"Grandpa, I told you before that if you have anything to say, you can just tell me directly. You don't have to come to find Ranran."

When Mr. Bo heard this, he immediately became unhappy.

"What? I can't even talk to her? Aren't you protecting her too well? I'm your grandfather after all, how can I really harm her?"

Bo Zhanchen still had a sullen face as he examined Jing Ran from head to toe, with no intention of paying any attention to Old Man Bo.

Seeing this, Jing Ran said helplessly, "Grandpa just wanted to chat with me, nothing serious."

"What good intentions can he have?" Bo Zhanchen had a stunned face and ruthlessly exposed Mr. Bo. "Next time something like this happens, wait until I come back. If someone you don't want to see comes to your house, just don't see them. They are not as important as you."

Before Bo Zhanchen could finish his words, he was hit hard on the leg with a cane.

"You little bastard, how dare you talk to your grandpa like that? You've really grown wings now, and you can really turn the tables, right?!"

Although Mr. Bo is old, his temperament and character are still there.

He was left speechless by Jing Ran just a few minutes ago, and now he was bullied by his own grandson. How could he bear it?

Seeing that Mr. Bo was about to attack again with his cane, Jing Ran stepped forward and smiled apologetically, "Grandpa Bo, don't be angry. It's just that I'm in my advanced stage of pregnancy and the doctor said that I can't get too emotional, so I'm not seeing anyone I can. He didn't mean to target you."

Mr. Bo was still very unhappy, and his face became more and more long.

He snorted coldly, "Humph, it's true that an old man like me is useless. Forget it, I won't cause trouble for you two. Old Chen, let's go back!"

Jing's mother, who heard the noise, was just coming out of the kitchen carrying some fruit. Seeing this, she hurried forward and asked, "What happened? Why are you leaving so suddenly? The meal is already prepared. It's rare for the whole family to get together. Grandpa, why don't you stay and have a meal?"

With Jing's mother interjecting, the seven minutes became more peaceful.

Towards evening, Jing Heng and his father also returned.

The family sat neatly at the dining table in the mountain villa, but a strange atmosphere permeated the entire restaurant.

Jing Ran found the meal tasteless, so she simply put down her bowl and chopsticks and went back upstairs, saying she was full and sleepy.

Not long after, Bo Zhanchen pushed the door open and came in with a cup of warm milk in his hand.

"You looked unhappy while eating just now. What did my grandfather say to you?"

Jing Ran didn't intend to hide it. She took out the letter from under the pillow and placed it in front of Bo Zhanchen.

"The old man came over to deliver a letter to me. The courier who delivered the letter was just an errand boy. I checked the address before he left. It was delivered from the coffee shop."

During this period of openness, Jing Ran had someone investigate the source of the letter, but after searching, they found nothing suspicious.

Except for the messenger...

Jing Ran closed her eyes and leaned her head on the man's shoulder. The words that were about to come out of her mouth turned around and were swallowed back by him.

She waited silently for Bo Zhanchen to finish reading the entire letter. When she looked up again, she found that the man was looking at her with a complicated expression.

"The person who wrote this story, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey? How could I let you live such a hard life alone in the country and not do anything about it? And I am still talking after the fact, waiting for you to get into trouble before returning to the country. Am I crazy?"

Bo Zhanchen cursed, crumpled up the letter into a ball, threw it into the trash can, and then hugged Jing Ran in his arms.

Jing Ran listened to his remarks and raised her eyebrows in surprise, "Don't you doubt the authenticity of these things?"

"What's there to doubt? Aren't you lying in my arms right now?"

Bo Zhanchen chuckled, lifted Jing Ran's chin, and continued seriously: "Ran Ran, if what is written there is true, then I apologize to you. I am late."

Before Jing Ran could even open her mouth, her lips and teeth were taken away. Someone who hadn't seen meat for a long time could only vent temporarily in this way, but it was like a drop in the bucket.

After the kiss, the man's voice was hoarse. He rubbed Jing Ran's already dark red lips without saying a word, gritted his teeth, took a breath, and walked into the bathroom.

When Bo Zhanchen came out again, his body was still cool from the cold shower. He put his arms around Jing Ran's waist from behind, supporting her belly with one hand and massaging her lower back with the other hand.

"Wait till the little bastard comes out. I'm going to beat him up."

This is really a sin!

Maybe the baby in her belly heard what Bo Zhanchen said, and Jing Ran's belly obviously bulged out a small palm print, as if in protest.

Jing Ran took a breath and turned her head to look at Bo Zhanchen, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful that he will hate you when he gets out."

"who cares?"

Bo Zhanchen carried Jing Ran to bed, coaxed her to sleep as usual, then got up and left the bedroom.

When he arrived at the study, he directly dialed Chen Zhao's number.

"Have you checked the notes of the letter?"

Chen Zhao reported the progress. "We have almost finished the investigation. We compared it with Jiang Ran's previous notes and can confirm that the letter sent to the company was written by him personally. However, the contents of the letter..."

"The old man has also received this letter. During this period of time, keep a close eye on the major family businesses related to this matter. Anyone who may have received the letter should be closely monitored."

Bo Zhanchen's voice was as cold as ice, and it made Chen Zhao shiver even through the phone.

"Don't worry, boss, we've got you covered."

Chen Zhao assured and added: "According to the previous investigation, the courier company only sent five parcels in the same city on the same day. The other two were just ordinary goods, nothing unusual. The address of one of the letters was fake, and that place had been opened long ago."

Bo Zhanchen put his hand on his forehead and said, "Go and find out who sent the letter to Jiang Ran."

The person is dead, yet he is still so restless.

He really underestimated this woman!

At the same time, Jing Ran, who was originally sleeping in the bedroom, suddenly opened her eyes. She stared straight at the trash can beside the window and let out a long breath when she turned over.

The big rock pressing on my heart seems to be getting heavier...

The next morning, Jing Ran packed up and went to the garage with the key. But before she opened the car door, Bo Zhanchen came from behind and held her hand.

"Where are you going so early in the morning? Why didn't you tell me so I could ask them to drive you."

As Bo Zhanchen spoke, he took the car keys from Jing Ran's hand.

Jing Ran was startled by Bo Zhanchen, but pretended to be calm and said, "I just want to go to the city to do something. I can do it alone."