Boss on top: My wife is too hot

Every woman who appeared around Zhang Bo used to flaunt her power to her, and she completely ignored all kinds of ridicule. However, the relationship that she worked hard to maintain became unrestrained after all.

"Yeah, staying with one person for so long, dealing with these gossip news every now and then, and now people come to me and think it's my fault. How can such a life not be strong? Zhang Bo, I'm your fiancée, you Would you rather believe in other people's innocence than think that everything I say is wrong? Why don't you ask yourself who is putting pressure on whom!" Jiang Xiyuan suppressed the fire, her eyes were cold.

The resentment stabbed his eyes, making Zhang Bo tense the corners of his lips, loosen his neckline, and slapped Jiang Xiyuan's chin sideways, leaning her against the back of the sofa.

The pressure of the body made the distance between the two of them almost negative, and he could feel the burning heat on his body through the clothes, which stings the skin like burning.There was anger in Zhang Bo's pupils, but more of it was an unexplained desire. He lowered his eyes to stare at that lip, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and leaned forward.

Jiang Xiyuan closed her lips and turned her head away vigorously.

Thin lips were cold, Zhang Bo twisted his fist and landed on the back of the sofa, panting, "Jiang Xiyuan, do you think it makes sense to keep being so stubborn?"

"I've always been like this. If you didn't feel right until now, why did you propose to me in the first place?" Jiang Xiyuan raised her eyelashes, confidently.

"It seems that I asked for it just now, you don't have to take it seriously. I don't have much appetite, you eat." With deep eyebrows and sharp eyes, Zhang Bo let go and turned around after leaving a sentence.

Facing the cold back, the cruelty was so chilling, Jiang Xiyuan shivered slightly, "Zhang Bo, I'm really tired. Please tell auntie, I'll come to see her some other day."

With a cold back and no next move, Jiang Xiyuan calmly picked up her handbag and left.

Staring at the resolute silhouette with condensed eyes, Zhang Bo's wrinkles deepened, and he clenched his fists, a little dull.

"Master, when is the high-quality black tea you just asked us to prepare? Hey, where is Miss Jiang?" At this time, the servant came from the backyard and asked.

"No need, just throw it away." Zhang Bo raised his chin slightly, speaking without emotion.

"Throw it away? But you said this is Ms. Jiang's favorite." The servant was puzzled. He deliberately planted and carefully selected it.
"Do it!" Slightly angry, with cold eyes, the servant left in fright.

Standing in place, the shadows shrouded and sank deeper and deeper.

On this side, Jiang Xiyuan got into the car angrily, lit the ignition, stepped on the accelerator, and left.

I was not feeling well at first, but I had a collision with a Ferrari while driving, which really confirmed a sentence: when people are unlucky, they can get stuck between their teeth when they drink water.

The crowd watched, Jiang Xiyuan got out of the car, and the owner of the Ferrari was already standing in front of her, taking off his sunglasses condescendingly, showing a sneering expression, "I thought it was someone who was so bold that he ran into the car without looking at it, it turned out to be Yuan No. 1 in Ningcheng! ?”

Jiang Xiyuan recognized that this carefree demeanor was none other than the rich second generation Yang Chen who had the identity of the little prince of the night scene.

Before Jiang Xiyuan could speak, Yang Chen said critically, "Tell me the number, my car is precious."

"How much do you think is suitable?" I was in a bad mood and just wanted to calm down.

"Hey, it's quite loud. Why, is Mayor Jiang okay? He has embezzled so much, and he didn't say anything about it. Oh, I see, where must Miss Jiang get rich?" Sarcastically, he His disdain aroused a lot of discussion.