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

She is obviously Bo Jiamu's fiancée, but now she seems to be in the opposite camp. What's going on?

Just then, fireworks were set off outside. The huge fireworks took off into the sky, and then exploded. With a bang, the debris of the fireworks lit up almost half of the night sky. Just in time, it illuminated the lighted room on the top floor.

Bo Jiamu didn't know if it was his imagination, but he always felt that there were two people standing by the floor-to-ceiling window.

It was a suite on the top floor, a place that Bo Jiamu didn't even have permission to go up to.

Because when the hotel was first built, Mr. Bo personally gave the order and reserved it specifically for Bo Zhanchen.

Bo Jiamu didn't understand why Bo Zhanchen, who was clearly a child of the Bo family, was as useless as a piece of shit and only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, but Mr. Bo was just partial and wanted to put all the good things into his hands.

It seemed like nothing to him. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't beat one of Bo Zhanchen's fingers.

The more unbridled Bo Zhanchen became, the more Bo Jiamu hated him, not just for this suite.

If Jingran really got together with Bo Zhanchen...

A trace of cruelty flashed in Bo Jiamu's eyes, "There's no need to alarm the others, just take two people back with me!"

The group of people rushed back to the hotel in a hurry, and the lobby manager hurriedly greeted them, "Mr. Bo!"

Bo Jiamu's mind was filled with images of Jingran and Bo Zhanchen standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, not knowing what they were doing. When he heard the words "Little Boss Bo", which corresponded to "Big Boss Bo", he always felt that it was like a curse, so he kicked him with a cold face. "Give me the key card for the top floor. Is Jingran up there?"

The manager was kicked, but he didn't dare to say anything. Hearing Bo Jiamu ask for the room key to the top floor, he regained his composure in a second, "Mr. Bo, this is against the rules. Besides, we don't have the key to the top floor."

When the hotel opened, Mr. Bo handed the top floor to Bo Zhanchen in front of everyone. No one else had permission to go upstairs except him. Even the cleaning is done by dedicated personnel.

Bo Jiamu's face was cold, and he directly pulled the person up by his collar, "If you don't have a room card, then break the door. What? He can break my door, but I can't touch his?"

The manager's face turned red and white. When he saw the bodyguard-like men led by Bo Jiamu rushing to the elevator, he subconsciously looked towards the sofa in the lobby.

Because the backrest of the sofa is a little high, you can't see the person inside if he is lying down. But at this time, a sleepy voice suddenly came, "Why are you making such a noise? Are you going to let people sleep?"

Bo Jiamu paused and looked in the direction of the sofa in disbelief.

Bo Zhanchen was seen with a coat covering his back, and he slowly sat up from the sofa with his body propped up. The moment he saw Bo Jiamu, the coldness and impatience on his face turned into a sarcastic smile, "Who do I think I am? , turns out to be the second brother."

Bo Jiamu looked at the sleepy man in front of him with suspicion, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Isn't he with Jingran...

Bo Zhanchen leaned against the back of the sofa, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it to wake up, and took a deep breath. The moment the smoke rose, his peach-blossom eyes glanced over, "Otherwise, where do you think I'm going to sleep?"

Bo Jiamu's doubts were still lingering and he looked at the lobby manager beside him, "Where's Miss Jing?"

The lobby manager had just been kicked and frightened in various ways, and now his expression was not good-looking. "Mr. Bo has been sleeping here, and Miss Jing lives upstairs. This is also the chairman's intention."

Hearing that Mr. Bo was brought in again, Bo Jiamu frowned, but the doubts in his eyes finally dissipated.

Bo Jiamu gritted his teeth, "Didn't you tell me earlier?"

The lobby manager didn't speak.

As soon as he entered the door, he either hit or cursed people, and he was not given a chance to speak.

Bo Jiamu's question was left unanswered. He was a little embarrassed for a moment, and then asked, "Also, was it you who broke down my door? Bo Zhanchen, do you have any education?"

Bo Zhanchen was originally in a careless manner, but when he heard the word "education", he suddenly turned around.

The lights in the hotel lobby were not very bright, and the man's eyes were filled with smoke, which seemed to cast a shadow on his expression, making it difficult to see clearly, "Bo Jiamu, did I give you a face?"

Bo Jiamu sneered, "I call you big brother, do you really think you are an elder? If grandpa hadn't favored you, with your ability, I'm afraid you wouldn't even be able to get in through the Bo family's door."

Who doesn't know that Bo Zhanchen can't stand a little grievance.

For this reason, sleeping on a hotel sofa?

Bo Jiamu couldn't control his expression of disgust and sarcastically said, "Even if the Bihai Shengping project is given to you, do you know how to do it? You don't think that Jingran, who is new to the project, can really take on such a big project, right?"

Bo Zhanchen half-smiled, "Since she can't handle the project, why are you following her? Falling in love? Why don't I look like her?"

Bo Jiamu, "How can I fall in love with my fiancée and I still have to watch over you? Ridiculous!"

The lobby manager added at the right time, "Well, what Mr. Bo means is that someone just reported that you gathered a crowd to provide that kind of service. When the police came, they just opened the door..."

"..."

Bo Jiamu never expected that his door would be knocked open like this. The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he breathed heavily on his chest, unable to get up or get down.

Call the police!

Get that kind of service!

"Who called the police!"

"Are you blind? Didn't you see me going out?" Bo Jiamu was going crazy and asked almost through gritted teeth.

The lobby manager looked serious, "There is indeed something wrong with the hotel surveillance today. No one saw you going out from the front door, so we can only cooperate..."

"good very good!"

As soon as Bo Jiamu finished speaking, his cell phone rang. He answered it impatiently and heard a majestic voice coming from the other side, "Bo Jiamu! You have drifted to Chahai! All the calls from the police station have been made to my home." Here you go! Who gave you the courage? Even if you refuse to change your ways despite repeated admonitions, you still do these things!"

"You must come back before tomorrow morning! Otherwise, don't blame me for taking back all the shares in your hands!"

After Mr. Bo yelled into the phone, he hung up the phone without giving Bo Jiamu a chance to speak.

Bo Jiamu clutched the phone, his hands shaking uncontrollably, and suddenly raised a pair of scarlet eyes, "It's you!"

Bo Zhanchen spread his hands, "Don't be ridiculous, I'm a loser who can't complete a single project. I don't have as many twists and turns as you." He pointed to the watch on his hand, "There are still six hours before dawn."

It takes nearly five hours to get from Chahai to the old house, but Mr. Bo always goes to bed late and gets up early.

It's almost twelve o'clock now. If I don't leave now, I'm afraid I won't be able to get home before dawn.

Bo Jiamu has no doubt that Mr. Bo will take back his equity.