Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

"Let you live here?" Bo Jingzhou's brows jumped again and again. His face was gloomy and his frown showed his unhappiness at the moment. He cast his eyes on the bodyguard behind Jiang Yihe and asked expressionlessly: "Mrs. Woolen cloth?"

"My wife went back to her room after lunch."

Bo Jingzhou changed into his slippers and walked straight towards the stairs: "Did your wife let you in?"

There are rules in the Yuting Courtyard, and the bodyguards will not enter the main house without instructions.

Bodyguard: "My wife asked me, Doctor Wang, and Sister-in-law Jin to take good care of Miss Jiang."

Sister-in-law Jin is the servant who came today.

Jiang Yihe's face was distorted. She was clearly looking after her. She wanted to go to the second floor to secretly find some of Shen Wanci's hair, combs, or nails. But let alone go to the second floor, as long as she moved, those six eyes would Just stared at her.

As soon as Bo Jingzhou stepped onto the steps, Shen Wanci came out of the room. She raised her chin and gestured in the direction of Jiang Yihe: "Your little peach blossom, I have been greeting you all day. You can handle it."

"Ha," the man hummed a low laugh from his throat without any emotion, "I thought the Yuting Villa was going to change its name?"

Shen Wanci walked down slowly and asked perfunctorily: "What should I change it to?"

Bo Jingzhou gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few words: "Yuting Villa Garbage Recycling Station."

Yesterday I picked up Qin Heyi, and today I picked up Jiang Yihe.

He didn't know if he could use the pile of things before they expired. Thinking of this, when Bo Jingzhou looked at Shen Wanci, the sadness in his eyes almost overflowed.

This anger could not be vented on Shen Wanci, but on the culprit Jiang Yihe. He glanced at the bodyguard downstairs and met Jiang Yihe's eyes full of grievances.

However, Bo Jing Zhoulang's heart was as iron as steel and he didn't show any sympathy for her. He only glanced at her and looked away, then ordered to the bodyguard: "Please get out, Miss Jiang."

"Why?" Jiang Yihe was so excited that he was about to stand up, but he forgot that his leg was broken. He screamed as soon as his feet hit the ground and fell back into the wheelchair: "Shen...Buanwan, Didn't we talk about it in advance? I tell you what I know, and you let me live here."

Shen Wanci smiled from the corners of her eyes and brows, coldly and mockingly: "Ms. Jiang, didn't you ask whose territory this is before you come here? Mr. Bo and I are now ex-husbands and ex-wives, but we can't be the masters of this Yuting Villa. .”

Jiang Yihe: "...So, are you lying to me? You had no intention of letting me live here in the first place?"

"How can you say it's a lie?" Shen Wanci sat down at the dining table, "Didn't you already stay here for a day? I heard from Sister Jin that you even took a nap, and just as the meal was ready, you stayed here. Let’s have another dinner, don’t say I’m unkind.”

"..." Jiang Yihe looked at her smiling eyes, feeling even more annoyed, but it didn't show on her face. She pursed her lips, and after a long silence, she suddenly smiled, "Fortunately, I was prepared. I'm not stupid enough to tell you everything. Since Jiang Zhengxin went to prison, the mother and son have received a large amount of transfers every year, and they are all transferred from overseas accounts. Do you think either Jiang Zhengxin or that woman has such a wealthy relative? of?"

Shen Wanci: "..."

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jiang Yihe raised his chin proudly: "I also found out one thing. Just recently, someone contacted that woman and asked her if she knew what to do. The IP address showed , the address from which the message was sent is Jiang’s house in City A.”

Shen Wanci smiled: "You are really filial."

For the sake of a man, he sold his whole family. I heard that the Jiang family has few daughters, so Jiang Yihe has been favored by the elders in the family since he was a child. He was not only born with a golden spoon in his mouth, but also grew up with a golden spoon in his hand, so Only then did she develop her unruly and domineering character.

She turned to look at Bo Jingzhou next to her. The man was still sullen and unhappy, but a good-looking person could be on the cover of a magazine, even if he had a constipated face.

She sneered: "The words 'Lan Yan is a disaster' are really tailor-made for you. From now on, you should just follow the example of ancient women and wear a hat when you go out, so as not to attract flies."

Bo Jingzhou raised his eyes and looked at her: "Are you sure I wear it? I also recruited the one in the room?"

"..."

"And I think Miss Jiang is also here for you. After all, what normal woman chasing a man would chase him home even though she knew he was living with his girlfriend? Is it because she feels unrequited love is not sad enough, or because she feels that she is not strong enough to withstand blows?" Too strong?"

Jiang Yihe looked at Bo Jingzhou.

The man was peeling shrimps with his head lowered. His sleeves were rolled up casually to his elbows, revealing a strong and well-proportioned arm. He wore a simple and elegant mechanical watch on his wrist, and the metal watchband reflected light as he moved.

His slender fingers were stained with juice, but he didn't mind at all and just peeled off the shrimp shells with concentration.

When talking about himself, his expression was very casual, as if he was talking about cats and dogs, which was not even as important as the dead shrimp in his hand.

The peeled shrimp was placed in Shen Wanci's bowl.

Jiang Yihe was stunned. When her father first told her about this man, she had read a lot of interviews about him. She had never thought that Mr. Bo, who seemed dignified, elegant and unattainable in front of the camera, would be privately... ...or in other words, in front of Shen Wanci, he would be so considerate, even doing small things like peeling shrimps himself.

Shen Wanci ate without any burden, and she didn't show any flattery. It seemed that it was normal for Bo Jingzhou to peel shrimps for her.

Jiang Yihe originally just wanted to marry Bo Jingzhou. As for whether she loves him or not, a marriage between a wealthy family and a well-matched family is the most important. Relationships are secondary. At worst, everyone will do their own thing after getting married. But now, she has feelings for this man. It is inevitable to win.

She felt that she would never meet such a good man in her future life.

I have seen good ones, but how can I endure a man like the Jiang family man who spends all his time surrounded by women?

However, her second uncle has a genetic mutation, and all the dogs he raises are male, let alone spinning.

Jiang Yihe said gently: "Buanwan, how can you let Mr. Bo peel shrimps for you? He has already had a hard day working outside, and he still has to take care of you when he comes back."

No matter what kind of woman a man likes, as long as he has a choice, most of the ones he marries will be gentle, virtuous, and suitable wives.

A woman like Shen Wanci who is not considerate, no matter how beautiful she is, is only suitable to be a lover.

Shen Wanci's chewing movements slowed down, and she turned to look at Bo Jingzhou: "Your little peach blossom feels distressed."

Bo Jingzhou wiped his hands with a wet towel and continued peeling shrimps without raising his head, "Ms. Jiang, I like peeling shrimps for my wife. If you have time to worry about other people's affairs, you'd better think more about your own affairs."