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

In her previous life, she was also a well-known garden designer.

When she met Bo Jiamu, because he said he needed a good wife, she gave up her job without hesitation and stayed at home to watch over him and the house, washing hands and making soup for him.

After all, it was true that she hadn't taken on a project for a long time, but she was still familiar with the process.

In the past few days, she had taken some time to make a plan for Bihai Shengping. Originally, she wanted to rely on Mingyue to meet the person in charge of Morikawa. Now that Mu Senchuan is here, she must work hard no matter what.

After taking care of the core character, she was no longer afraid no matter what happened to Bo Jiamu.

Thinking of this, Jingran's eyes became firmer.

The two of them quickly arrived at the gate of the small single-family villa. They were still quite a distance away from the villa when they were stopped by the security guard at the post. "This is a private area, you can't enter."

Jingran took out a card directly from the bag Jing Heng sent and handed it over.

Jing Heng is not a playful person, but because of business entertainment, he has a membership card for those high-end members in Beijing. The golf courses here are chain, so it is not difficult to get a membership card.

The security guard just took one look and immediately put on a polite smile, "It turns out you are a member of the golf course here. Please come in."

Jingran took Chen Peipei in, and after walking for a while, she saw the gate of the stadium, which was facing away from the villa inside, but the stadium was connected.

The time period when Jingran came was not a peak period, and there were few appointments. Plus she was willing to spend money, and she quickly secured a seat closest to the inside. Chen Peipei followed step by step with the information, and saw Jingran intuitively for the first time. Apart from being decisive and neat in doing things, I really can't think of any other words to describe it.

"Before, they were always worried that a group of us women would procrastinate when working together." Chen Peipei did not say the next sentence.

The previous rumors about Jingran were all true love-minded ones, the type who wished she could hang around Bo Jiamu 24 hours a day.

Can such a woman really take on such a big project as Bihai Shengping?

"Now I feel that they really think too much. With your way of doing things, I'm afraid even men can't keep up." Chen Peipei gestured with the golf club in his hand, feeling a little regretful, "Sister Ranran, let me digress. How could you marry Boss Bo? I always feel that you and Boss Bo are a couple."

Jing Ran was amused in her heart, the difference between Bo Zhanchen and Bo Jiamu was nothing more than a bright scum and a dark scum.

"Who said I was going to marry Bo Jiamu." Jingran arranged her clothes, "Even if I die again in this life, I will never marry Bo Jiamu."

Chen Peipei frowned, "Again?"

Jingran curled her lips and smiled nonchalantly, "Okay, let's go in."

When the two of them were standing safely on the court, Chen Peipei saw at a glance a straight figure on the court near the villa area. Looking at it from a distance, and the other person was wearing sunglasses on his face, he couldn't see clearly. He has a face, but the black sportswear outlines the man's figure very conspicuously, making him too tall.

"Mu Senchuan" has been abroad all year round, and no one has seen the other person's face. Some people have suspected that this is just the other person's Chinese name, but in fact Mu Senchuan is a foreigner.

Chen Peipei's eyes couldn't help but drift in that direction, and his eyes were filled with excitement, "Isn't that Mu Senchuan?"

Jingran was focused on nothing else and swung the club with smooth posture and standard movements. Through her sunglasses, she glanced in that direction inadvertently and said, "I don't know."

From her angle, she could see a man sitting in the corridor in the next area, but his body was tilted back, and his upper body could not be seen, only his long legs folded outside.

Jingran was not sure which of the two was Mu Senchuan.

Although there are no railings between the golf course areas, there are many caddies in the middle. If you run over rashly, you will be kicked out.

Jingran quickly looked away and reminded Chen Peipei, "Don't keep looking over there. It's too obvious and it won't be good if it scares people away."

But his mind was racing, how to attract the other party's attention, or how to cross the short distance of a few dozen meters to talk to Mu Senchuan.

The tempo of the court was very fast, and Jingran didn't delay her movements when thinking, and kicked out one ball after another.

Jing's father loves golf, so Jingran almost grew up on the golf course. Although his skills are not at the level of competition, he is definitely the best among amateur players.

It quickly attracted the attention of the stadium.

The man next door was indeed a foreigner. He stopped quickly and looked at her admiringly for a while. Then he leaned on a baseball bat and said to his friend sitting on the chair, "The beautiful woman next door is a good-looking girl. Okay, do you mind if I invite you to come over and play with me?"

The man sitting on the chair was wearing a loose sportswear and sunglasses on his face. He had a tired look on his face and said, "You're out of luck."

The man looked over doubtfully, "Do you know him?"

Bo Zhanchen stretched out and lay on the chair with his arms folded. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the thin shoulders of the woman standing on the field, and a faint smile appeared on his thin lips.

It was no surprise that she would come, but it was a bit unexpected for him to find the location so accurately and attract William's attention so early.

It seems that not only is Jingran not the good girl Bo Jiamu thought she was, but she also has many tricks and is capable of doing anything with ease.

The way he looked at Jingran, even through sunglasses, always made people feel fishy. When he turned back, William's face was close to hers, and he reached out to take off his glasses, trying to see his eyes clearly. With an expression on his face, he said in somewhat fluent Chinese, "It seems that not only do we know each other, but we also have some connections?"

Bo Zhanchen leaned back and reached out to slap the other person's hand away.

William straightened up and said half-jokingly, "Isn't this your girlfriend?"

Bo Zhanchen shook his head, "That's not true."

William immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, you already have a sweetheart, and these people naturally can't get into your eyes. You Chinese people say that you can't play with friends' wives. As long as they are not yours, it means that I still have a chance. Beauty It would be a shame not to invite her." He straightened up, took off his gloves, and prepared to walk towards Jingran.

Bo Zhanchen said, "Oh, she's not my wife, but she is Bo Jiamu's fiancée."

William's footsteps paused for a moment, thinking that he heard wrongly, he patted his ears with his hands and approached Bo Zhanchen, "Who are you talking about? Whose fiancée?"

Bo Zhanchen stood up and repeated, "Bo Jiamu."

William's smile suddenly turned cold, "Oh, your brother. In terms of seniority, this is your... younger sibling? Does she know your identity?"

Bo Zhanchen glanced meaningfully at the other side and smiled playfully, "I don't know."