Boss on top: My wife is too hot

Didn't say hello to anyone?
Where will it go?

Zhang Bo's eyes were gloomy, with a bit of unjust anger. The doubts in his heart annoyed him, but he couldn't control it.

"Mr. Zhang." Zhou You glanced at him cautiously. He knew that Zhang Bo's serious mood must be related to Jiang Xiyuan. After thinking about it, he decided to figure out his heart. "I just saw Miss Jiang wipe her eyes while walking, and she seemed a little uncomfortable. I haven't seen Ms. Jiang's car, it's not easy to ride here, she is depressed and walking alone, do you want to call and ask?"

Staring, flustered.

Zhou You swears that this is the stinkiest face he has ever seen on Zhang Bo so far.

Except for black, there is no extra color, the whole face is heavy and heavy, and even a pair of brown pupils are shining with a chilly light. In a trance, people can't tell whether it is grief or anger, or desire and anger.

For a long time, except for the hidden deep breathing rate, there was no unnecessary sound.

Zhou You couldn't help feeling a shudder down his spine, secretly frowned, and blamed himself for talking too much.

"Ask the Jiang family, has Miss Jiang gone back?" Between his lips and teeth, Sen Leng uttered a few words, with strong doubts in his worries.

"En? Good!" Zhou You was slightly stunned and nodded.

It is said that the authorities are obsessed with the onlookers, Zhang Bo is puzzled, is love really so schizophrenic?

He clearly loves and cares about her, so why don't you just call and inquire?Because of emotions, even if you speak harsh words and feel a little bit guilty, an apology is okay, right?Why do you refuse to show anything other than caring?
I'm afraid that this kind of true meaning of love is something that he, a single layman, will never be able to figure out.

After Zhang Bo finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the ward.

As soon as he got to the door, he heard roars from inside the room. "You all get out!"

Holding the doorknob in his hand, he turned it open, and a pillow flew over.

Zhang Bo reacted sensitively, turned his head, raised his hand, caught the flying pillow, put it down, and saw a mess in his eyes.

Because Ren Jing's temper was too strong and difficult to control, the nurse was so frightened that she covered her ears with her hands and dodged left and right. When she saw Zhang Bo, she quickly picked up the overturned medicine tray and stepped back quickly.

"The patient is very agitated now. You'd better let her calm down and cooperate with our treatment. If not, I can only ask the doctor to administer a tranquilizer." The nurse frowned and said.

"Mr. Zhang, Mrs. She" The servant on the side also showed melancholy, there was nothing he could do about Ren Jing.

"I see, you all go out first." Zhang Bo responded in a low voice, staring at Ren Jing on the bed, and said to the nurse, "Please come in later."

The nurse glanced at him, nodded, and left the room with the servant without further ado.

Zhang Bo glanced at the messy floor and some shattered glass shards. He only raised his leg, walked over lightly, and sat straight on the sofa beside the bed.

The back is slightly straight, the face is dull, and the eyes are hollow.

"What are you doing back here? You just follow that woman and don't care what my mother does?" Ren Jing leaned her head against the back of the bed, tears streaming down her face, her tone was full of hatred and despair, "Leave alone, Let the two go, I have worked hard all my life, and I got this kind of result, what are you doing alive? If you think I am hindering you, just let me close my eyes and kick my feet!"

Every word of negative emotion, like a rope, strangled Zhang Bo's neck tightly, and he was a little tight, unable to breathe.

He raised his hand, silently unbuttoned his collar, took a breath, and calmed down. "Tell me, why do you hate her so much?"

The faint question made Ren Jing turn her head hard, and stared deeply at her favorite son in life, who was her only spiritual sustenance after her husband left.

In Ren Jing's eyes, the days when mother and child depended on each other are precious, but now, they have been messed up!
The reason why he didn't like her was because she didn't do anything, but she was able to make Zhang Bo die, and even quarreled and broke up with Ren Jing because of her.

Can you not hate it?

"Zhang Bo, you are my son. I know whether you are happy or not. If she can make you happy, I won't say anything, but what about reality?" Ren Jing burst into tears, "Look at you now, you are tortured into What is it like!"

"I'm your son, it's a fact. But she's my fiancee, it's also a fact." Zhang Bo didn't look at Ren Jing, his tone was light, but with a certain determination, "I want to marry her, that's my life with her , As for whether you are happy or not, it is also my own experience."

Turning his gaze slowly, meeting those staring eyes, he said, "You have done so much just to make me believe that she is a heinous person, but do you know how much I know her? "

"Zhang Bo?" Ren Jing questioned incredulously, and Ren Jing's lips trembled slightly, "You mean, I deliberately set a trap? In order to destroy my son's future, I deliberately used my life to play for you?"

With one word, Ren Jing seemed to fall into the abyss.

Unexpectedly, the painful gastric lavage process was in exchange for her son's desperate defense of Jiang Xiyuan!

My heart hurts completely.

That is the most unacceptable reality for a mother who devotes herself wholeheartedly.

"I will ask things clearly. If you really care about my life, you should understand my persistence to her." Zhang Bo stood up, his tall body like a black cloud, enduring countless torrential rain and thunder.

"." Ren Jing's face was pale.

She strenuously leaned against the edge of the bed, clasping her fingers firmly on the edge of the bed, trembling.

"I will marry her, and I will be your daughter-in-law in the future. Don't worry about what happened today, but in the future, please don't do anything to her again." Eyes slightly lowered, brown pupils deep, making people tremble.

At this moment, he could still recall the muffled sound of that slap on her face.

"You" get married?
After doing such a thing, he still insisted on marrying her. Ren Jing was almost so angry that he vomited blood, and he didn't make any next move for a long time.

I guessed Zhang Bo's stubbornness, but I didn't guess that he was so decisive.

At this time, Zhou You's face appeared outside the ward, Zhang Bo glanced at it, and walked to the bedside.

Put the pillow back on the bed, folded the messy quilt, and said to Ren Jing, "I'll ask the nurse to come over."

Ren Jing was so angry that she didn't say a word, her eyes were dazed, watching him do everything meticulously, she couldn't hide her grief and indignation.

Zhang Bo walked out of the door calmly, called the servant to clean up, and asked the nurse to do the rest of the treatment for Ren Jing, before facing Zhou You.

"I called and asked, and she said that Miss Jiang was not at home." Zhou You's voice was slightly lower, and he looked at Zhang Bo's expression through the slits of his eyes from time to time, feeling a little palpitated.

Zhang Bo's eyes sank, and he pursed his lips slightly, with some subtle emotions brewing.

After a long time, he took out his mobile phone and coldly dialed a number.