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

Jingran glanced at her room subconsciously, wondering why it was done so quickly. The co-author had used extraordinary means.

She felt happy and wanted to laugh for a moment, but suddenly she felt that Bo Zhanchen was a bit of a profligate person, but when he wasn't going crazy, at least when he was doing things, he won her heart.

"We have to find a way to meet Mu Senchuan." Jingran put together the preliminary plan she had made last night, put it in her bag, and took Chen Peipei out.

The two of them took the special elevator in the suite and went all the way down to the underground floor. There were special small battery cars for ferrying around the scenic area, as well as several sports cars. They should all belong to Bo Zhanchen. When Jingran went to the restaurant to find Chen Peipei just now, I asked the waiter for the key in advance, drove one of the two-person small battery cars, and left the hotel directly from the basement.

Not far away, I saw a low-key black car parked on the side road not far away. It seemed that he saw Jingran's small battery car approaching, and the man in the cab opened the door and got out.

From a distance, we can only see the man with broad shoulders and narrow waist, delicate outline, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, which makes his eyes invisible and makes people feel mysterious and elegant.

Chen Peipei's eyes widened, "Damn it, isn't this an employee of our company? He's so handsome!"

Jingran was so proud that she pointed at herself proudly, with a playful smile that only appeared at this age on her face, "Handsome, isn't it? My brother." As she spoke, she looked excitedly at Jingheng who was not far away. wave.

Jingheng walked around the front of the car and walked over, frowning and scolding as he walked, "Slow down and watch the road."

The sound is also nice, like a deep cello.

Chen Peipei's eyes almost fell on Jing Heng. He stretched out his fingers and gently pinched Jing Ran's arm and shook it, "Sister Ran Ran, do you need a sister-in-law?"

Jingran: "???"

"Didn't you say that you are Mr. Bo's girlfriend?" Jingran said bluntly.

Chen Peipei, "I can also downgrade to a casual fan. The main reason is that Mr. Bo has too many girlfriend fans and mother-in-law fans. I can't handle the relationship between mother-in-law, daughter-in-law and sisters."

Jingran was amused, "Hold on! My brother is not a spare tire. Also, I treat you as a colleague, and you want to be my sister-in-law? What are you thinking!"

While the two were chatting and laughing, the battery car had already arrived in front of Jing Heng.

Jing Heng walked directly to Jing Ran, pulled the handlebar, and pulled up the handbrake. Then he raised his head and greeted Chen Peipei, "Hello, Jing Heng."

Chen Peipei stretched out his hand flattered, "Hello, I am Chen Peipei, I am sister Ranran's assistant."

Jing Heng smiled warmly, "Then I'll have to trouble you to take care of Ran Ran. It's hard work."

Chen Peipei hurriedly waved his hand, "It's not hard, it's not hard. It should be done. I'm honored and honored."

Jingran saw the hopeless look on her face and patted her, "Stay here while I talk to my brother."

"Good good!"

Jingran took the bag from Jingheng's hand and threw it into Chen Peipei's arms. She jumped out of the car and walked with Jingheng to the small garden on the side. Then she asked, "How are your parents?"

Jing Heng said, "What else can I do? I have been thinking about you all day long. My mother hid in the room and cried secretly yesterday. I couldn't hold it back, so I told her that I had come to see you. In addition to the things you asked for, she also stuffed them in the bag. There is also a small box with your card. Inside is the hawthorn cake she made. This is your favorite. It’s not big, so it won’t affect anything if you take it back.”

Jingran couldn't listen to this. She felt as if she had been soaked in sour water. She felt so uncomfortable that she wanted to kill Bo Jiamu to vent her anger.

"Don't worry, it will be soon. When the day comes when I can actually break off the engagement, I still need you to support me!" Jingran raised her head, her eyes were red, "And you are really, so busy, doing such a small thing as giving things away. Son, you could have asked Wang Hao to make a trip, why did you come by yourself?"

Jingheng wiped her with his sleeve without hesitation, "When have I ever let others handle your matter? By the way, I have recently collected some things that may be useful to you. I will send them to you and you can keep them yourself. "

Jingheng took out his mobile phone and sent several messages to Jingran.

Jingran picked it up and took a look at it, only to realize that they were some photos of Bo Jiamu, but these photos were very rich.

There are not only photos of fooling around with different women, but also photos of chatting happily with the person in charge of a rival company. One of them is the person in charge of one of Bo's fall quarter core projects last month. It is said that it was because The work was plagiarized, but the company simply fired an employee who was suspected of leaking information and ended the matter hastily.

Men always look at problems from a different perspective and are not too constrained by the love between children. These are all things that can kill with a single blow.

Jing Heng was still afraid that Jing Ran wouldn't be able to accept it, so he kept observing Jing Ran's face, but when he saw that her face was calm, he felt relieved, "These things can only be used in front of the old man to make him fall out of favor temporarily."

If it were really put on the table, there would be no factual basis. Instead, it would be criticized and accused of being secretly filmed and followed.

Jingran saved the pictures one by one into the album and locked it, "Brother, these are very important. At least it means that there is a gap in him. The rest is to continue to expand and verify the gap."

Jing Heng was a little worried, "Are you sure you want to do this? If you kill Bo Jiamu directly, your reputation may not be good. In fact, we can take your place in this matter..."

"No, I'll do it myself." Jingran said, "I don't want fame either. As long as you don't dislike me, I will never marry again!"

"Talk nonsense again." Jing Heng slapped her on the forehead, just as the phone in his pocket rang. The company had something urgent to do and urged him to go back.

Jingran waved to him and said goodbye, "Then you go back and do your work first, I have something else to do."

"Okay, call me anytime if you need anything." Jing Heng was really anxious, so he got in the car and left.

Jingran got back on the battery car and watched Jingheng's car disappear from sight before continuing to move forward.

The single-family villa on the seaside is a bit far from the hotel. Half of it is the coastal beach and the other half is the vast lawn at the foot of the mountain.

A leisure area has been made on the beach, and an independent golf course has been made on the lawn.

Chen Peipei was holding Jingran's bag, and the zipper accidentally opened. Only then did he realize that the bag Jingheng sent to unexpectedly included sportswear. He was shocked and said, "Does your brother know there is a golf course here?"

Jingran looked at the road ahead intently and said, "I asked him to take it. I checked the project information before and found that such a large place only has a hotel, leisure area, and a golf course. What needs to be done? Sports are either swimming or playing ball. I can’t swim, so I asked my brother to prepare sportswear for me.”

However, there was too little personal information about Mu Senchuan. He didn't even know his appearance, let alone his personality and preferences. Jingran had to cross the river by feeling the stones.

“Be prepared.”

As for the rest, it can only be left to luck.