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

Before he finished speaking, the man walked towards the prison, but was grabbed by Jing Ran.

"It's not his problem, Bo Zhanchen, let's go back first."

Jing Ran's face looked bad. She pulled Bo Zhanchen into the car. Only after the door was closed did she reach out and press her forehead.

Before the car started, Jing Ran whispered, "Bo Zhanchen, if someone told you that I am not who I used to be, would you believe it?"

"No, you are just you. Don't think too much and don't believe what's written in the letter. You are just you."

Bo Zhanchen's eyes were sincere and his attitude was more serious than ever. The man seemed to be afraid that Jing Ran would not believe him, so he pulled her hand and pressed it against his chest.

"Ran Ran, you are the one I have chosen. No one can separate you and me except life and death."

Bo Zhanchen seldom said sweet words, but every word spoken in his deep and magnetic voice made Jing Ran's heart tremble.

Her tightly clenched hands gradually relaxed, and she pulled the man by the collar and kissed him.

After this experience, Jing Ran finally felt relieved. Her original uneasy mood gradually disappeared as time went by.

That night, Jing Ran was curled up in Bo Zhanchen's arms, sleeping soundly, but she felt severe pain in her lower abdomen.

At first she thought it was fetal movement, but gradually something started to seem wrong.

The pain became more and more frequent, and her legs were wet. Jing Ran opened her eyes suddenly, stretched out her hand and pushed Bo Zhanchen, "Bo Zhanchen, I think I'm about to give birth."

The man who was still asleep suddenly sat up, holding Jing Ran and walked out, "Don't be afraid, we'll go to the hospital now."

Other people in the house who heard the noise also got up.

There are still more than 20 days before Jing Ran's due date, and Bo Zhanchen plans to move his family directly into a house near the hospital.

But Jingran refused to agree no matter what. She always felt that the environment at home was too familiar and the constant going back and forth would affect her sleep.

This sudden attack caught Jing Ran off guard.

Bo Zhanchen was unusually flustered, and even inserted the seat belt into the wrong place while driving.

Jing Ran endured the pain, sat in the back seat, and leaned on her mother's arms. "It's not that serious, it just hurts a little, calm down."

Bo Zhanchen gritted his teeth, his frown never relaxed, and the car speeded up all the way. Jing Ran even suspected that he was about to step on the accelerator into the fuel tank!

The obstetrician received the call and rushed back to the hospital to be on standby.

No one knew how many red lights she ran through, but Jing Ran was pushed into the delivery room. The doctor in charge of the delivery checked and found that her cervix was already four fingers dilated.

"It's now four fingers dilated, so the baby should be born soon. We're already prepared. Miss Jing, don't worry, just take a deep breath."

Jing Ran broke out in cold sweats because of the contractions, but luckily the injection was given quickly and the pain-free injection was not so unbearable.

Sadly, the cervix stopped moving after it dilated to four fingers. After all the trouble, there was no sign of the cervix opening further until the next morning!

The doctor quickly found Bo Zhanchen with the report and said, "Although the water hasn't broken yet, it may be dangerous if the situation continues like this. Oxytocin has already been injected..."

"Doctor, I want to do my best to keep my wife safe. Nothing else matters."

Bo Zhanchen was like a numb signing machine and signed the surgery consent form without hesitation.

The fingertips holding the pen were trembling a little, and his originally strong and powerful signature became crooked.

Jing Ran saw it all, feeling pain in her body but happiness in her heart.

She rarely saw Bo Zhanchen so flustered.

"Bo Zhanchen, I'm fine..."

"Stop talking. When this brat comes out, I'm going to beat him up for daring to torment you like this." Bo Zhanchen's heart was broken with pain. Looking at the cold sweat on Jing Ran's forehead, he cursed the unborn child over and over again in his heart.

Jing Ran's surgery was arranged quickly and she was pushed into the operating room.

Outside the operating room, Bo Zhanchen was waiting anxiously with a serious look on his face, as if the sky was about to fall.

A few hours later, Jing Ran's operation was over and the child was in good health. He had even drunk milk powder before Jing Ran woke up.

Jing's mother originally wanted to bring the child over for Bo Zhanchen to see, but Bo Zhanchen didn't even look at him. He just held Jing Ran's hand and stood by the bed.

"I don't want to hug him. He's a little bastard. He hurt my wife like this. If he wasn't my own son, I would have strangled him to death long ago."

Bo Zhanchen's teeth were itching with hatred. Looking at that wrinkled little ball, he wished he could stab him to death with his eyes.

Jing Ran had just woken up from anesthesia when she heard what Bo Zhanchen said. She gave the man a blank look, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"After all, I gave birth to you with so much effort, why do you despise you like this?" Jing Ran's tone was still a little weak. She glanced in the direction of the child and said, "Mom, bring him here for me to see."

Jing's mother smiled so hard that her teeth were exposed. "It's a boy. He weighed more than 8 kilograms when he was born. He is in good health. From the looks of it, he should look like Zhan Chen."

The child was wrapped in a small quilt, his eyes were not yet open, but his hair was exceptionally thick.

Jing Ran reached out and poked the child's face, finally feeling that all her efforts were not in vain.

She let out a long breath, grabbed Bo Zhanchen's hand, and was about to put it on the child.

"Touch him and feel him. He is your own son after all."

"So what if he's your biological son? If he wasn't born by you..." Bo Zhanchen was still too lazy to look at him, and the word "disdain" was almost written on his face.

What's so good about a wrinkled child?

When he thought of Jing Ran's agony, he wished the child had never come.

A few days later, the newborn baby grew up. Even this small baby had handsome features, especially his eyes, which looked exactly like Jing Ran.

The number of people who came to congratulate almost broke down the threshold of the confinement center.

In the end, Bo Zhanchen put on a stern face, refused everyone's visit, and sent the child away as well.

No one should think of disturbing Jing Ran's rest!

Jing Ran soon discovered something was wrong, "Didn't they say that there would be guests coming today? Why aren't there any of them?"

"What's there to see? They want to see the child. Anyway, the child has been taken away by his mother. You just need to rest quietly." Bo Zhanchen had a sour face. He wrote down all the people who came to his house in the past few days on a list. He would settle the accounts with every household later!

Jing Ran took a glance and saw through Bo Zhanchen's plan. She leaned in the man's arms, raised her hand, and pinched his chin with blue stubble.

"I'm not a porcelain doll. I'm not that delicate. They are just curious."

"Out of curiosity, why don't you give birth to your own child?" Bo Zhanchen was still in a bad mood, but he still hugged Jing Ran and said slowly, "Having this one child is enough for us in the future. Don't suffer this kind of pain again."

Jing Ran suddenly fell silent, as if her mind was blocked by something, and she blurted out a sentence for some unknown reason.

"But taking too much medicine is not good."