Boss on top: My wife is too hot

rainy night.

There were only a few people on the street, looking deserted and desolate.

Luxury box.

The celebrity feast headed by Lin Wanbai is in full swing. Countless limited-edition brand-name bags are hung at the entrance unevenly, without concealing the "luxury" nature.

The lights in the room are gorgeous, the singing is loud, and on the dance floor, a group of men and women are twisting their bodies and having a drink.

In such a hearty atmosphere, Lin Wanbai was the only one sitting aside, looking at the phone from time to time, feeling restless.

On the night of the cruise, she met Zhang Bo. It seemed that at some point they both had a tacit understanding. However, when Lin Wanbai proposed to meet Zhang Bo alone, the confident socialite was hit hard.

Zhang Bo's deeply furrowed brows were still fresh in her memory, and Lin Wanbai's hesitation made Lin Wanbai instantly guess, was it because of Jiang Xiyuan?

Lin Wanbai's family status and personal status are no lower than Jiang Xiyuan's, and she is sought after, but in front of this man, she appears to be useless.

Even after Lin Wanbai took the initiative to input the phone number into Zhang Bo's mobile phone, until now, there is not even a text message.

Lin Wanbai couldn't figure it out, and couldn't accept it.

The vanity state of mind was soaring with the alcohol, and he got up quickly without venting for a while.

"Xiao Wan, where are you going?" He Manning watched, until Lin Wanbai took off the bag frowning. "The party has only started for a while, and I have been absent-minded all the time. Is there something urgent?"

"Some private matters." Lin Wan didn't even lift his head. When he arrived at the door, he paused and turned his head. His calm expression was tinged with arrogance. "Think of a way and ask for Jiang Xiyuan's phone number."

"This is simple, but you have never met her before, what do you want her number for?" He Manning was even more puzzled.

"You don't need to worry about it." Lin Wanbai glanced domineeringly, full of thoughts.

"Good" did not resist, even if only leaving behind a trace, this is common for He Manning who has been relying on Lin Wanbai for more benefits.

After leaving the door, Lin Wanbai called Lin Mo's assistant directly, "Call Zhang Bo now and say that my dad has something to discuss with him."

"Miss Lin, Secretary Lin has no arrangements at this point." The assistant was tactful.

"It wouldn't be better if there was no arrangement. You can fight as soon as you are told. How can there be so much nonsense." After speaking, Lin Wanbai hung up directly.

The heavy rain came and drenched the city.

Lin Wanbai stepped on high heels and drove straight away from the clubhouse.

Zhang Bo was sitting on the sofa, holding a book in his hand, flipping through every page.

These are things that Jiang Xiyuan regards as treasures. He wants to get to know her better, so he asks for them, and then puts them in his home.

Revisiting it now, it seems to go back to the past.

The most romantic moment, walking side by side, smiling at each other.

Now, he was the only one left, sighing silently with the help of the gorgeous chandelier light in this deserted night.

He owes her a promise.

He remembered.

However, there are always some emotions that harass him and make him unable to make a choice.

There was loud thunder and wind and rain outside the window, Zhang Bo frowned slightly, gently closed the book with his slender fingertips, stood up, and closed the open window.

Leaning against the edge of the wall, staring at the distance with deep eyes, deep like a sculpture, quiet and silent.

Looking at the book in his hand again, after a long time, he made a phone call, "Zhou You, come here immediately, I have something to send to Miss Jiang."

"Mr. Zhang, I was just about to report to you. Just now Secretary Lin's assistant called and said he had something important to discuss with you. It's about time. Do you want to decline?" Zhou You asked.

"Lin Mo?" She frowned and murmured.