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

That afternoon, as soon as Jingran returned to the apartment, she saw Bo Zhanchen sitting on the sofa, looking through the work documents that she had not had time to sort out.

She threw off her shoes and stood barefoot on the ground.

"Bo Zhanchen, you are spying on my company's trade secrets. Be careful and I will sue you."

Bo Zhanchen didn't even raise his eyelids, "Are you the only one working in Jing's Group? Why do you need to go through these things in person? Uncle Jing, a hands-off shopkeeper, is too quick in his duties, isn't he?"

Bo Zhanchen's tone was unkind.

Most of the documents piled on the coffee table are not the responsibility of the person in charge of the company.

Even matters like approving purchases must be checked by Jingran.

"What does Lin Dong do for a living? Your company gives him such a high salary just to let him bother you with these jobs?"

Bo Zhanchen raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, damaging all the management of Jing's Group.

It was rare for Jingran to hear such a long list of words from his mouth, and she only found it a bit funny.

"Bo Zhanchen, why are you so concerned about my affairs?"

Bo Zhanchen, who was still thinking in vain, suddenly stopped talking.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Jingran, "I heard that you went to the company to poach me?"

Jingran didn't feel guilty at all about being exposed, "I think with the intensity of your company's work, it's a waste of money to leave a talent like Shen Yikuan there. Anyway, he can't seek to usurp the throne now, so what if you lend me for two days?" "

Jingran answered confidently, and she ran to the kitchen and took two sips of coffee.

Jingheng has been hospitalized for less than half a month.

She was busy with the Jing family's affairs all day long, which made people feel stupid.

"If you don't want to lend me someone, then tell me where is my eldest brother now? I asked Lin Dong to send these jobs to him, so I don't have to worry anymore."

Jingran sat down on the beanbag and looked at Bo Zhanchen with a scrutinizing look.

"You hide my eldest brother so tightly, don't you have some other plans for him? Bo Zhanchen, tell me honestly, what else are you hiding from me?"

Old Bo Zhanchen leaned on the sofa and playfully asked, "What are you referring to?"

Jingran's eyelids twitched, "In all aspects, I still don't understand why Long Qi wants your DNA?"

"Maybe she is mentally ill. Those in the Long family are more or less abnormal. You have to understand." Bo Zhanchen satirized the Long family mercilessly.

Jing Ran was even more confused, "Then you look down on this family so much, why did you hand me their business card in the first place?"

"Have I done this kind of thing before? Why don't I remember it?" Bo Zhanchen lied without changing his expression.

"Bo Zhanchen, why didn't I realize you were so thick-skinned before?!" Jingran could hardly hold back.

I almost threw coffee into this man's face!

The more she thought about her back molars, the more she felt something was wrong.

What Bo Zhanchen is showing now is completely different from the impression he usually leaves on the outside world.

He didn't seem to be pretending much, but he had no intention of being honest.

Jingran squeezed the cup tightly and looked at the still cynical person. Her heart skipped a beat, and she crossed the coffee table with one long leg and sat directly on his lap.

She pinched the tip of Bo Zhanchen's chin with her fingers, placed the tip of her small nose against the side of his neck, and moved her warm lips up the man's neck to the side of his ear.

Jingran exhaled like a blue, "Bo Zhanchen, are you really not going to tell me?"

The man's eyes were dark, his hands were holding her waist, and he smiled evilly: "Beauty trap? I don't like this trick very much, but if you really want to know something, these alone don't seem to be enough. ?”

Bo Zhanchen's voice was hoarse.

Jingran's hands had already slipped into his shirt, groping along the outline of his abdominal muscles, and were about to fall on the belt, but Bo Zhanchen grabbed him.

"Jingran..."

Jingran moved her waist, feeling the touch under her body, and leaned forward to press the man's lips.

The atmosphere in the apartment was instantly ignited.

While he was sinking, the documents on the coffee table were pushed to the floor, and Jingran was pressed on the coffee table.

The cold touch on her back made her tense up unconsciously.

What happens next will be out of Jingran's control...

When he woke up in the middle of the night, he was already in Bo Zhanchen's arms.

The curtains were not drawn, and the moonlight filtered through and shone on the side of the man's face.

He landed on the shoulder outside, with a tooth mark clearly printed on it.

Jingran carefully removed his hand on her waist, grabbed the shirt on the floor, carefully slipped out of the bedroom and went straight to the study.

The moment the bedroom door closed, Bo Zhanchen, who was still asleep, suddenly opened his eyes, his sharp eyes glowing with coldness.

The next second, he put his hand on the spot where Jingran had been lying just now, and sighed helplessly.

He murmured softly: "Why bother? Curiosity will kill the cat..."

Jingran slipped into the study and saw the furnishings in the study that were very different from before. She stood at the door for a while to regain her composure.

On the table in the middle, various documents were arranged neatly and orderly, and programs seemed to be still running on the computer that was not turned off.

Even Jingran couldn't understand the messy code.

She rummaged along the table and quickly found several documents sent by Chen Zhaoxin.

Inside were several of Bo's recent projects and interested companies. She flipped through it, and after opening another page, she suddenly found Mu Senchuan's signature inside!

Jingran's pupils suddenly tightened.

Doesn't this bitch of a man not want to meet Mu Senchuan?

How can there be cooperation?

Moreover, the third-party person in charge of that project is actually the Jing family? !

Look at the date above, it was actually three months ago!

Jingran immediately dialed Lin Dong's phone number.

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously still asleep. The moment the call was connected, the voice was not clear yet, "Miss Jing, is something wrong?"

Jingran suppressed the surging thoughts, "When did the Jing family, Mu Senchuan and Bo's cooperation project start negotiating?"

Lin Dong was a little confused, "I started this project a long time ago. Before I came to work, this project was already in progress. Didn't Mr. Jing tell you?"

Jingran was silent.

Judging from the contract noted at the end of the project document, with this one project alone, the Jing family can make back all its previous losses, and it is not impossible to turn losses into profits before the end of the year.

But at that time, Bo Zhanchen had not yet intervened in the affairs of the Bo Group!

As the person in charge of the company, Bo Jiamu couldn't possibly just watch this happen!

"It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something. I'm sorry to bother you. Go to bed early." Jingran hung up the phone.

The man sat in the study and didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

What exactly does Bo Zhanchen want to do?

Or is he doing this all the time?

But what’s the purpose?