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

Jingran regretted it after the beating. She looked at the man's gradually red face in confusion, and she was already prepared to die.

It is said that hitting someone is not a slap in the face, let alone the face of an evil person.

She closed her eyes unconsciously.

Bo Zhanchen laughed angrily at her, reached out and pinched her chin and shook it, "Jingjing, you really impress me!"

At this age, Mr. Bo has never slapped him in the face, and Jingran is the first one.

Jingran tried her best to tilt her head back, trying to get rid of the man's grasp, but she could still feel the coldness in the man's voice, and said quickly, "Bo Zhanchen, murder is illegal!"

Bo Zhanchen lost interest in teasing her, put the person down, and the elevator slowly moved up.

Jingran hunched her shoulders, "Where are you taking me?"

Bo Zhanchen raised his eyebrows and glanced sideways at her, "If they don't come back, are you going to sleep in the hall alone?"

Knowing so clearly, Bo Zhanchen obviously paid attention to her for a long time, fearing that he could fully see her embarrassment.

Jingran's pretense of peace and strength was suddenly exposed, and her face suddenly turned red, but she still stiffened her neck and said, "I have other ways."

Bo Zhanchen's eyes suddenly turned cold, he stared at her and said coldly, "What can I do? Go back and live with Bo Jiamu?"

If she really wanted to, she wouldn't have stayed in the hall for so long.

What's more, Bo Jiamu made it clear that he wanted to show her off, so he should leave through the back door.

Jingran still wanted to refute, but her nose itched and she sneezed again. She stretched out her hand to tighten the blanket tightly.

The elevator arrived just in time.

Bo Zhanchen couldn't help himself no matter where he went. There was no room downstairs, so he directly occupied the presidential suite on the top floor. This was the only room on the entire floor. Even the elevator was dedicated. When the door opened, it faced the living room of the suite.

Warmth hits my face.

Jingran hesitated for two seconds before stepping out of the elevator. She thought to herself that she was also an employee of the Bo family after all. Although she had "ulterior motives", she was only targeting Bo Jiamu, but at least for now she was working for the Bo family to make money. Bo Zhanchen was so big What’s wrong with getting a suite and using a room as an employee benefit?

What's more, as long as the Bihaishengping project is not given to Bo Jiamu, the person who benefits will be Bo Zhanchen, and she will definitely get what she deserves.

Jingran gave herself a good CPU meal, and when she saw that Bo Zhanchen was also relaxed and had no intention of asking for anything, she relaxed.

Bo Zhanchen walked to the bar and poured water. When he handed it to Jingran, he asked casually, "What do you want to eat?"

Jingran's whole body was frozen stiff just now. She stood under the central air conditioner in the living room and blew it for a while but still couldn't recover. She took the water glass and felt that her palms were warm. She couldn't help holding it with both hands and shook her head. ,"I'm not hungry."

As soon as he finished speaking, his stomach made an unreasonable "gurgling" sound.

Seeing Bo Zhanchen's eyes fall, Jingran was so embarrassed that she wished she could live in a three-bedroom apartment. Annoyed that she didn't live up to expectations, she quickly took a sip from the water glass and made up for it, "I'm losing weight and won't eat at night."

Bo Zhanchen, "I want to eat."

Jingran, "???"

Bo Zhanchen emphasized again, "There is a kitchen here, and are there ingredients in the refrigerator?"

Jingran thought she heard wrongly, "You mean I cook for you?"

Bo Zhanchen said matter-of-factly, "What else? Are you going to live in vain?"

Jingran suddenly choked on her breath and couldn't get up or down. Finally, she put down the water glass and said, "I'm not bad at cooking."

Bo Zhanchen looked at her inexplicably.

Jingran pursed her plump red lips and said, "My luggage is still in Bo Jiamu's room, as well as my mobile phone."

The implication is that she can cook for him and it won't be in vain.

Of course she didn't have the authority to open Bo Jiamu's door, but Bo Zhanchen did.

Bo Zhanchen's peach blossom eyes shimmered, "I'm going to get your luggage. Aren't you afraid that Bo Jiamu will settle the score with you?"

Jingran walked to the kitchen calmly, and Yun Danfeng said lightly, "He and I have a lot of accounts to settle, and this one is enough."

After a pause, she looked at Bo Zhanchen, "However, Mr. Bo probably doesn't want to cause such trouble."

She didn't believe that Bo Zhanchen came here just for fun.

Everyone came here for the Bihaishengping project, but they just fought in different ways.

Bo Jiamu tried to win over her but failed, so he wanted to give her some power, and Ming Yue was probably on her side.

Bo Zhanchen wasn't stupid either. He had clearly been uncooperative before, so he "picked" her up. He couldn't just do it for a living.

Bo Zhanchen didn't say anything, but looked at Jingran meaningfully for a while, and then said, "You are good at planning. You can tell me the good and the bad."

Although he said that, Bo Zhanchen still made a call and went out. While Jingran was cooking, someone opened Bo Jiamu's room directly and brought up Jingran and Chen Peipei's luggage.

There were plenty of ingredients in the refrigerator, and they were all fresh. Jingran quickly made three dishes and one soup and brought them out.

In her previous life, she had practiced good cooking skills to please Bo Jiamu, and the dishes she cooked were all delicious and fragrant, but she didn't expect that it would be Bo Zhanchen who tasted her cooking skills for the first time in two lifetimes.

She was a little funny, but also a little emotional. After putting the dishes on the table, she motioned for Bo Zhanchen to start first. She turned to the luggage and carefully tapped her belongings, especially underwear. She made sure there were plenty of them, and then she felt relieved. , picked up the phone and took a look. There were many missed calls and unread messages on it, most of which were from Chen Peipei.

Jingran walked aside and called back. Chen Peipei on the other end almost burst into tears, "Sister Jingran, you scared me to death. I always thought you were with Director Ming, but when I came here I couldn't find you." , I’m still being dragged by them, so I’m ready to go back to find you.”

As expected, Chen Peipei was kept being held by someone and couldn't get away at all.

However, since she was on her own territory, Jingran was not worried about her personal safety. She just said, "I'm fine. You can play with your own peace of mind. If anything happens, please contact me immediately. Don't drink or go with the opposite sex."

Chen Peipei said, "Don't worry, they told me carefully when we came out. At present, our movements are unknown, and we can't do anything on our own."

Jingran felt relieved and asked Chen Peipei to take care of herself before returning to the table.

Bo Zhanchen turned off two lights, leaving only one on the top of the restaurant. The light was slightly warm and paired with the dishes with distinct colors. The atmosphere was not ambiguous but rather warm.

He was wearing a loose black satin shirt, with two buttons unbuttoned, revealing a delicate collarbone. The outline seemed to be covered with a layer of light and shadow, half in light and half in darkness.

Jingran never hesitated to praise Bo Zhanchen's good colors, but she knew it was one thing, but being amazed every time she saw it was another thing.