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

Jian Weining frowned, "Wan Ci, this matter..."

At this time, her cell phone rang, which undoubtedly solved her urgent need in this situation!

She took two steps away and answered the phone. After a while, she quickly walked back to Shen Wanci, "Wanci, I'm sorry, what happened today was my fault. The problem with the painting was indeed in my hands."

Shen Wanci was wondering why Jian Weining suddenly changed her story after answering a phone call, when she saw her turning on the speaker phone: "Tell me again what you just said to me."

Tao Qingyi's voice came from the phone: "I'm sorry, An Ning. I wiped it dry immediately after putting the water on it. I wanted to tell you, but then I was busy with other things and forgot about it. That painting is very important." ?"

Hearing this, Shen Wanci raised his eyebrows, "That's a coincidence. Miss Jian and I were just talking about this when Manager Tao called."

It has a meaning that everyone can hear.

"Miss Shen, this was my mistake. If you want to blame it, blame me. It has nothing to do with Aning."

"Okay, let's forget it."

Now that Tao Qingyi has taken the blame, there is no need for her to hold on to him any longer. Jian Weining has been completely humiliated today. If she continues to hold on, Jian Weining will become a weakling and gain sympathy.

Apparently, before Jian Weining could react, she saw Shen Wanci holding Jiang Yazhu's hand and leaving her to entertain the guests.

In this way, a scene that was hardly a farce came to an end.

Bo Jingzhou watched the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law talking and laughing, and was about to walk towards them when he noticed Nie Yucheng's gaze from the corner of his eye...it seemed that he had been looking at Shen Wanci.

He paused, "What, regret it?"

Nie Yucheng came to his senses and looked confused, "What do you regret?"

"I regret that I didn't agree to marry her when she came to you."

Hearing the jealousy in the man's words, Nie Yucheng chuckled, but it was rare to see Bo Jingzhou talking to him in this tone.

Nie Yucheng became more interested and said jokingly: "What you said is quite true. If you had thought about it at the beginning, maybe she would be Mrs. Nie, are you right?"

Bo Jingzhou looked at him and saw that Nie Yucheng's expression was as usual, but something seemed different.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the half-hidden watch in Nie Yucheng's sleeves. He didn't know what he thought of, but Bo Jingzhou suddenly smiled: "Then, I have to thank this watch."

Nie Yucheng glanced at the watch on his hand, "What's wrong with this watch?"

He took it off and studied it carefully. Apart from being expensive, there was nothing special about it.

And Shen Wanci, who happened to be passing by, happened to hear the conversation between the two, especially the word "table", which made her expression change instantly!

She hurriedly let go of Jiang Yazhu and walked quickly towards Bo Jingzhou. She was walking so fast and wearing high heels that she almost ran into the man's arms——

Bo Jingzhou was not prepared and subconsciously put his arm around her waist to prevent her from losing her balance.

"Today is mom's birthday party, how can you let us two girls go drinking and socializing?"

When Shen Wanci raised his head and spoke, his breath smelling of alcohol fell on Bo Jingzhou's chin.

He lowered his head slightly and could see the woman's moist and bright red lips, and there was water in her eyes, which was particularly charming under the light.

Without waiting for his response, Shen Wanci took his arm and pulled him away without any explanation.

From the perspective of others, it is the wife who is acting coquettishly towards her husband, and the husband who is pampering and pampering her.

But the reality is...

Bo Jingzhou's arms were bruised by Shen Wanci's pinching!

This was still the feeling through two layers of clothes. You can imagine how much force she used.

"If you dare to mention the watch again, I'm not done with you."

She turned her face sideways, and from an angle that no one else could see, she gritted her teeth and said harsh words to him!

Bo Jingzhou narrowed his eyes and remained silent.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Shen Wanci thought that his threat had worked, and became more confident: "Did you hear that?"

"Mrs. Bo," the man's deep voice had an unnoticeable hoarseness: "The powder on your face rubbed against me."

Shen Wanci was stunned, took a step back, and withdrew from Bo Jingzhou's arms.

Her skin was nice and fair, and the makeup artist only applied a thin layer of makeup on her. But Bo Jingzhou wore a black suit today, and even a little white mark was very obvious.

Shen Wanci was silent for a few seconds, then turned the threat into a sincere suggestion: "If you want to remarry in the future, try to shut up now. It's you who will cause more trouble and be more embarrassed. I'm not from a famous family."

"I have money, who dares to say something bad about me?"

Then Bo Jingzhou said something that Shen Wanci couldn't refute and deserved to be beaten: "As for remarriage, you should worry more about yourself. You are poor and destitute, and you may be old and wan."

At this moment, Shen Wanci felt that she was so angry that she had a myocardial infarction, and she didn't say a word for a long time.

Bo Jingzhou didn't talk about anything else, but glanced at Nie Yucheng, who was still standing there chatting with someone, from the corner of his eye, "You really don't want me to mention that matter again?"

"Yeah." The woman squeezed out a single sound from her throat angrily.

"Then give me a kiss."

Shen Wanci raised his head in surprise, his eyes widened, and saw Bo Jingzhou looking at her with lowered eyes, his handsome face becoming more angular under the light.

Bo Jingzhou felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at him, and the corners of his lips lowered, "Don't think too much, Mom is watching us, it's just superficial."

Shen Wanci turned around and met Jiang Yazhu's smiling gaze...

Oh, he is really a natural actor, always paying attention to the camera.

After a few seconds of silence, Shen Wanci stood up on tiptoes, while Bo Jingzhou's hands were still weakly wrapped around her waist. As soon as the woman stepped up, the soft fabric crossed his palms, bringing out a strange numbness all the way from his palms. Along the way to his heart.

As she got closer, a soft, sweet fragrance filled her nostrils.

Shen Wanci did not kiss his lips, but brushed his face and brought her lips to his ear, her voice provocative: "You are thinking shit."

Bo Jingzhou didn't expect that Shen Wanci, who was quite knowledgeable and sensible in front of him, would actually say such vulgar words. His face suddenly sank, and when he was about to preach, Shen Wanci took several steps back.

That gesture could be described as quite disgusting, "I'm going to accompany my mother to meet the guests."

He wants to leave after playing?

How could Bo Jingzhou let her get what she wanted? He stretched out his hand and pulled her back into his arms, then lowered his head and kissed her lips without any explanation.

But after all, it was a public place, so he didn't go too far. He just kissed me briefly and said, "You want to eat shit, huh?"

What's there to think about? It's so easy.

Shen Wanci froze, she felt like the dog was scolding her!

"Jingzhou..."

Jian Weining's voice sounded terrifying. She seemed to have seen something shocking, and her voice was full of trembling and disbelief.

You must know that Bo Jingzhou has always been self-restrained and polite. Not to mention kissing in public, he would not even hold hands. He was also very gentlemanly and distant in private.

Thinking about it now, during the two years she dated him, the only intimate gestures she made were holding arms, nothing more.

Shen Wanci was originally angry at being taken advantage of by Bo Jingzhou, but after seeing Jian Weining, her mood instantly improved, and she even put her arms around the man's neck and kissed him again!

Her kiss was more than just a fleeting kiss. The tip of her dexterous tongue traced his tight lips, trying to pry open the gap between his teeth...