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

Jing Ran's refusal was too obvious. Bo Zhanchen was startled, and an inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes.

But he got in the car without saying anything.

Seeing that the man didn't give her a chance to refuse, Jing Ran could only get into the passenger seat silently.

"Go to the West City Prison."

Jing Ran gave the address, and Bo Zhanchen paused, "Are you going to see Bo Jiamu?"

"Some things need to be confirmed in person. Don't worry, I know what's going on."

After Jing Ran said this, she simply leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, fearing that Bo Zhanchen would continue to ask questions.

She had a hunch that the person who delivered the letter was most likely related to Bo Jiamu.

The only one who was still brooding over what happened between the two of them, besides the already dead Jiang Ran, was this scumbag, him.

The two of them walked in silence all the way until they arrived at the prison gate, and then Jing Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

"Bo Zhanchen, I will give you an explanation when this is over."

Jing Ran thought that Bo Zhanchen would care about this matter, but the man just looked at her deeply, then chuckled, "Don't worry, I believe you."

The man's words made Jing Ran feel relieved. She leaned over and kissed the man on the cheek.

"I'll be out soon."

Jing Ran refused the man's company and met Bo Jiamu under the guidance of the staff.

Compared to the last time they met, Bo Jiamu's condition was actually much better.

He placed his hands on the table, tapping his fingertips lightly. Every movement seemed overly deliberate.

"It took you so long to come. I'm really disappointed. Jing Ran, when did you become Bo Zhanchen's canary?"

Jing Ran retracted her gaze and looked at the person in front of her with a cold face, "Canary? Bo Jiamu, the person locked in the cage now is you."

Her words made Bo Jiamu's face darken.

"Jing Ran, do you think you can really hide what you did from everyone?" Bo Jiamu gritted his teeth, the piercing hatred in his eyes was creepy.

But Jing Ran seemed not to notice it, and stared at Bo Jiamu with a smile on her lips.

"Is what I did known to everyone? Everyone knows that I am a victim. Do you want to discuss the theory of victim blaming with me?"

Jing Ran did not rush to mention the matter of sending the letter. Before Shen Zhiwei died, she had dreamed about things in her previous life. Coupled with Jiang Ran's later arguments, she had to doubt that maybe this time, all the people who knew about the incident would have a last-minute flash of inspiration.

She had read Bo Jiamu's medical examination report before coming here, and found that his physical and mental condition was much better than before he was imprisoned.

He doesn't look like he's going to die, so how did he know about this?

In other words, who is supporting him from the inside?

Jing Ran looked at Bo Jiamu silently, with a hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

Her reaction finally angered him. Bo Jiamu slammed the table hard, "If you are so confident, then why did you come here today? Are you satisfied with my current situation?"

In the criminal activities that Jiang Ran was involved in, Bo Jiamu's role cannot be underestimated, but because he was confined to his house before he had time to implement the final plan, he escaped a disaster.

He had been seriously injured before, and Pei Shuzhen was already on parole, and combined with a series of subsequent events, she was only sentenced to seven years.

If he behaves well in there, he will be released in a few years.

This is not the ending Jing Ran wants to see.

She reached out and touched her belly, slowly raising her eyebrows, "Satisfied? Don't flatter yourself. I wish you would die sooner. Bo Jiamu, you don't seem surprised at all that I would come to you?"

Bo Jiamu stared at Jing Ran, "Oh, haven't you guessed it? I don't care what's in the letter, whether it's true or false, I just want to know one thing, Jing Ran, if all this had never happened, would you still choose Bo Zhanchen?"

These words made Jing Ran laugh. Her sarcastic look was like a sharp knife stabbing into Bo Jiamu's heart.

"Are you mentally ill? If Bo Jiamu has delusions, go get treatment instead of resorting to those shameful means."

Jing Ran completely lost her patience in negotiating with Bo Jiamu.

However, this conversation also confirmed one thing. What happened outside the prison should have been planned by this man, but he has no power and influence now, and there are very few people around him who he can trust.

Who is doing things for him?

Jing Ran didn't care that someone would take the letter and spread rumors. Things that could not be verified would only become idle talk and eventually disappear.

Jing Ran was worried that someone would do something else in this matter and disrupt her current peaceful life.

Everything she had worked so hard to obtain, she would not tolerate any mistakes.

Jing Ran looked coldly at the person across the table, "Bo Jiamu, this should be the last time I see you in this life. I didn't expect you to still talk so much nonsense. It really disappoints me. Since you still don't want to say anything, then let's..."

"Jing Ran!" Bo Jiamu suddenly said, "Is that child okay..."

"Little Bean is fine. As long as you don't disturb her life, she will never follow your old path and won't even know you are her father."

Jing Ran didn't expect Bo Jiamu to suddenly mention the child.

Because of premature birth and the mother's excessive emotions during delivery, the little boy's physical condition is extremely poor, and even his physical development lags far behind those of children born in the same period.

During the period after being discharged from the hospital, Jing's mother suffered a minor illness every three days and a major illness every five days. She almost had to stay in the hospital with her child.

Fortunately, it is not as difficult as before.

Jing Ran turned her head expressionlessly. Just as she was about to leave, Bo Jiamu spoke again: "The fact that the child can grow up by your side can be considered an ending for us. Jing Ran, whether you believe it or not, when I first approached you, it was because I really liked you. I had no other purpose."

Jing Ran sneered, "Do you believe what you said? Bo Jiamu, stop deceiving yourself."

Jing Ran closed the door without any reluctance. The complex emotions surging in her heart made her abdomen ache slightly. She supported herself against the wall with one hand and it took her a long time to finally adapt.

If she had a choice, she would rather have nothing to do with the child.

Unfortunately, God did not wish.

When Jing Ran walked out of the prison gate, there was a clear blue sky above her head. A man was leaning against the car door, holding a lollipop he used to quit smoking in his mouth, and fiddling with his cell phone with a frown on his face.

She walked in slowly, "Have you been waiting long?"

Hearing the voice, Bo Zhanchen looked up and frowned even more at the pale-faced man. "Did Bo Jiamu make you angry again?"