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

But the matter had come to an end, and there was no point in talking about it. Jingran was afraid that she would upset them if she said too much, so she quickly wiped her eyes and said, "Dad, I'm going to cancel the marriage with the Bo family."

Jing's father was not surprised at all, he just nodded and said gently, "If you are unhappy, it's just a marriage, so just quit. We haven't touched the engagement ceremony sent by the Bo family before. If they need double compensation, , it’s not like we can’t afford it.”

Jingran turned to look at Jingheng.

Jing Heng said quickly, "I didn't say anything."

These are just the wishes of the two elders for many years. Now that Jingran takes the initiative to bring them up, she is either hurt too deeply or she suddenly wakes up.

Jing's father couldn't figure out which one it was, and he didn't dare to have any emotions at all.

Afraid that she was wrong, Jingran ran away again.

Jing Ran was extremely moved, "Don't you want to ask me why I want to break off the engagement?"

Father Jing looked at her red eyes and said, "No matter what the reason is or what decision you make, we will stand firmly behind you."

For a moment, Jingran really wanted to tell Father Jing about the scene she saw in her previous life.

But she didn't want Father Jing to be unable to relieve himself for the rest of his life. She sniffed, lowered her head and pressed her forehead against Father Jing's chest, "Yeah."

The three of them said a few more words, and then Jingran looked away.

Looking at Jingmu inside through the ICU window with some lust, she was lying quietly, her face was pale, and her exposed hair was already gray.

But in the impression, her mother still seemed to be an old lady in her fifties who loved beauty, but now she looked like this, and Jingran felt so heartbroken that she almost clenched her heart.

After watching silently for a while, she turned around and left without hesitation.

When she reached the end of the corridor, she took out her mobile phone and called Bo Jiamu, "Bo Jiamu, where are you?"

Bo Jiamu was quite surprised that Jingran would call him. He was secretly happy in his heart, but on his face he said seriously, "What? You know you were wrong?"

Jingran felt that Bo Jiamu probably said this because he was mentally ill.

She snorted coldly, "Where are you? I'll find you."

"Deyuelou, box 202." Bo Jiamu said, "Do you want to arrange for someone to take you off?"

"No need." Jingran quickly dusted off the non-existent dust on her body, "I'll drive myself."

Bo Jiamu could still hear the booing from the other end, "No, Brother Jiamu, which confidante of yours checks the post so diligently! You can't do this. Someone came to the door just after you came out. "

Bo Jiamu cursed, "Get out of here, it's your sister-in-law!"

The man's smile faded, but soon his voice seemed to be close to the microphone and said, "Hey, sister-in-law, I swear to you, our place is really clean! Brother Jiamu is innocent!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman murmured softly, and the man instantly cursed, "If you want to kiss me, go ahead and kiss me. Didn't you see that you were on the phone?"

"..."

Jingran felt as if she had swallowed a bite of a fly, feeling extremely nauseous.

If Bo Jiamu could be considered innocent in this world, the water of the Yellow River would probably be clarified.

She was too lazy to listen anymore, so she hung up the phone, went back to the hospital, asked for Jingheng's car keys, and left.

Jing Heng saw that her expression was wrong, and he tightened his grip on the key, his eyes blazing, "Tell me first what you want to do? Beat up Bo Jiamu?"

Jingran felt guilty for a while.

She secretly said that they were brother and sister after all. She could never guess what Jingheng was thinking, but Jingheng knew exactly what she was thinking, just like now.

Jingran obviously didn’t bring anything with her, so I don’t know how Jingheng knew that she was going to take care of Bo Jiamu.

Jing Heng knew by looking at her expression that he had guessed correctly, frowned and said, "Did you bring a sack?"

Jingran's eyes turned back to him, her head filled with questions, "???"

Jing Heng lowered his voice and took the person aside. His face was serious, and his words were even more serious, "I'm with you."

Seeing Jingran still staring at him, Jingheng couldn't help but put his hand to the corner of his lips and coughed, "What are you looking at? The person lying inside is also my mother, okay?"

Bo Jiamu could still maintain a superficial peace before, and Jingran always lived in the Bo family and was a dwarf. Jingheng was afraid that Jingran would be bullied, so he was very polite to Bo Jiamu.

But now, my sister is about to break off her engagement with the scumbag and return to her.

If he allows Bo Jiamu to target his parents and asks his sister to stand up for them, then he is really incompetent.

The two of them looked back at Jing's father in unison, and then went back to the elevator in tacit agreement. They asked for a sack directly from the aunt who picked up garbage, and rushed to Deyue Building.

Deyuelou is a private restaurant in the south of the Yangtze River in the capital. The decoration is very elegant, but the place is very cheap. There are all kinds of pavilions and pavilions in the courtyard, and even the door is carefully carved.

However, it is difficult to get a ticket for the private rooms in Deyuelou. You have to make a reservation half a year in advance, and you can't even get in without a membership card.

Jingran followed Jingheng out of the car and was worried about whether to show off and go in, saying that she was looking for Bo Jiamu.

Or just head-on and head-on?

Anyway, this membership card is close to 400,000 yuan, which she can't afford.

When she was about to force her way in, Jing Heng beside her suddenly took out a card from his pocket and exited.

The other party's attitude changed instantly, "Hey, it turns out to be Mr. Jing. Your box has been reserved. Please come in."

The lines that Jingran had prepared for a long time were instantly wiped out, "No, you are a member here, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Jing Heng's face was covered with sunglasses and his expression could not be seen clearly, but it was easy to see that he was in disbelief at Jing Ran's question, "Who gave you the illusion that the Jing family is so poor?"

"Let's go in." Jing Heng continued, "If you encounter this kind of thing in the future, you can come to me directly. I can even get the members of the golf course over there at Bihai Shengping, what else do you need, and I can’t do it?”

Jingran thought about it seriously.

The Jing family in the previous life was indeed not that depressed.

It's just that compared to the Bo family, it's not that powerful.

It was she who underestimated the Jing family's strength. Of course, she also underestimated the fact that they loved her.

Otherwise, how could a smart person like Jing Heng be tricked by Bo Jiamu and even lose his life in order to get information about her in his previous life?

But it’s because caring leads to chaos.

Jingran was carried in by Jingheng, her eyes were warm, and she turned her head to look at Jingheng seriously, "Brother, you have to work hard and find me a sister-in-law. If you want to live a long life and be safe and smooth! Don't forget it. I’m still waiting to take care of your child!”

Jing Heng reached out and rubbed her hair, "What kind of sister-in-law is not a sister-in-law? You told your parents that you won't get married, and I won't get married either. I will support you."