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

Jingran replied with a question mark.

Bo Zhanchen said, "Look downstairs."

Jingran was standing on the corridor on the second floor. In front of her was a half-person-high railing, and directly below was the restaurant lobby. She took a step forward and saw the most conspicuous place at a glance. Bo Zhanchen was wearing a sexy pink shirt. He was leaning on the chair like a bone, with a cigarette hanging sideways in his mouth. He was looking sideways at the mobile phone in his hand. Sitting opposite him was a girl wearing a charming red dress. She must be Miss Gao arranged by Mr. Bo.

As if aware of Jingran's gaze, the man looked up, smiled unbridled, and waved to her openly.

Jingran's first reaction was to hide. The first moment Miss Gao looked over, she locked her head and hid under the railing, squatting down.

All I could think about was that I was going to die, and I would run into him wherever I went.

Are you so ostentatious because you are afraid that others will not see you?

Within two seconds, Bo Zhanchen's message followed, "Do you need me to come up and invite you?"

Jingran could completely imagine what kind of crazy scene would be in the box if Bo Zhanchen appeared upstairs. She gritted her teeth and went down the stairs by herself. Within a few minutes, she stood in front of Bo Zhanchen, standing neither humble nor arrogant. , "Mr. Bo, please find me."

Gao Yating glanced at Jingran warily, then frowned at Bo Zhanchen. With a smile on her delicate face, she asked tentatively, "Is this the young lady you mentioned just now, the good friend?"

I don't blame her for being wary, it's just that Jingran has a naturally attractive face.

The overly gorgeous face, paired with those fox eyes that seemed to be born to seduce people, was half pure and half lustful.

As a woman, she couldn't help but look at her twice, let alone a man?

That night, Bo Zhanchen's attitude towards her was not really good. He was neither cold nor hot, but he smiled at Jingran, which made her have to be wary.

After all, although Bo Zhanchen is famous, he is favored by Mr. Bo. If he can join forces with the Gao family, the entire Bo family will be under control.

What girl wouldn't yearn to change a man like Bo Zhanchen and become his Bole and true love?

Bo Zhanchen leaned on the chair and looked at Jingran up and down. It was not a cold day, but she was wrapped tightly from top to bottom, with an expression that said she was far away from others.

Tsk, I just helped her.

ungrateful.

The tip of his tongue touched the cigarette holder between his teeth, and he said meaningfully, "How can we just be good friends?"

A warning bell rang in Jingran's heart. She quickly took over Bo Zhanchen's words and said bravely, "We are indeed not good friends. I am Bo Jiamu's fiancée, Jingran. Mr. Bo is always the eldest brother, but he is usually called Mr. Bo in the company. It’s called getting used to it.”

As soon as she finished her words, she heard Bo Zhanchen laugh without hesitation.

Miss Gao's eyes were suspicious, "Really?"

Jingran was extremely nervous and looked at Bo Zhanchen with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

Miss Gao was arranged by Mr. Bo. If any ambiguous news about the two of them reached the old man, Jingran would know with her toes what would happen to her.

Bo Zhanchen raised his eyebrows, his eyes were silent, and after a while he said, "You don't usually play with your mobile phone?"

Seeing the impatience on his face, Miss Gao immediately changed her expression, apologized in a low voice, and explained, "I just came back yesterday, and I really didn't pay much attention to domestic news. I don't doubt your intentions. I think you are too popular. If you really have a beauty like Miss Jing as your opponent, then I will really have to work harder."

In one sentence, he complimented two people at the same time, but without any trace, he pointed out that Jing Rankong was beautiful, decent and generous, but also warned.

Jingran couldn't help but glance at her more, and smiled, "Thank you, Miss Gao. Mr. Bo and I have a wide range of positions in the company, and we are busy after work. We met by chance tonight. I heard from grandpa that Mr. Bo I came here specifically to see Miss Gao, and I came to say hello, lest the old man complain about our biological differences again."

This one is very soulful.

It is implied that they have a relationship that even the elderly think is too distant, and Miss Gao's worries are really unnecessary.

He also made no secret of the fact that he had already surpassed his elders and would not be inferior to them.

Miss Gao likes to talk to smart people. She made sure that Jingran was not a threat to her at all, so she put on a smiling face and pulled Jingran to sit down, "Miss Jing, you're already here, why don't you sit down and have something to eat?"

Jingran wanted to refuse, but when she met Bo Zhanchen's slightly warning eyes, she swallowed the words that came to her lips and sat in the seat given by Miss Gao.

The seats in Deyuelou are all very elegantly made, with a pavilion-like view forming a natural partition. The round table in the middle is dimly lit and rests on a satin tablecloth as smooth as water, giving it a unique flavor.

Jingran was sitting in the middle seat, but she was suffering.

Miss Gao originally had nothing to talk about with Bo Zhanchen, but now that an acquaintance came to buffer her, the conversation could only revolve around Jingran.

For example, how did he meet Bo Jiamu, his love history, when did he get married, etc.

Jingran looked calm on the surface, but in her heart she was so embarrassed that she wanted to leave the two rooms and one living room.

She and Bo Jiamu were about to break up. If she didn't want to cause less trouble, she wouldn't use Bo Jiamu to top the tank.

But I don’t want to be chased for these details.

She said perfunctorily, "Maybe because he is my savior."

Otherwise, who would be so unlucky to meet a scumbag like Bo Jiamu and be coaxed around?

It's just because of too much trust.

Miss Gao's eyes widened, "It sounds like a long story! Tell me a little bit more? How did he save you?" She poked Jingran's arm mysteriously, "You should give yourself to me for saving your life. So, are you committing yourself to this?"

After she finished speaking, even Bo Zhanchen looked over and seemed curious about her answer.

Jingran was serious, and just as she was about to say something under Miss Gao's overly intense gaze, a piece of fish suddenly appeared on the plate in front of Miss Gao.

Bo Zhanchen's voice was deep and magnetic, and he said in a casual tone, "The fish here is pretty good, try it."

Miss Gao's gossip was interrupted, and the fish meat was brought over by Bo Zhanchen, so she suddenly couldn't remember what to ask Jingran.

Jingran glanced at him gratefully, then turned away and looked at Miss Gao with a smile, "Brother said it's good, so it must be really good. Miss Gao, try it. I haven't seen it in my old house." Which girl has he taken care of?"

Miss Gao was coaxed, "Really?"

Jingran nodded sincerely, "Of course it's true. You can ask the old man at the old house next time and they will know."

Miss Gao glanced at Bo Zhanchen shyly, with a hint of pride in her eyes.

The rumored Bo Zhanchen doesn’t seem to be that difficult to deal with!