Married on behalf of a famous family: Mr. Bo, get a divorce!

Ye Jingjing naturally wouldn't respond to him.

After talking nonsense for so long, her sleepiness, which was only a little bit, has now spread to her limbs.

……

the next day.

Bo Shaochen was in a good mood for no reason. Before breakfast, he called Chi Yu and told her that breakfast was not coming. After breakfast, he walked directly to the woman, leaned over and kissed her hair, and said, "Ma'am, today I will take you to work?"

"what happened?"

"Be courteous."

Ye Jingjing, "..."

It's so frank.

She had nothing to hide, looked at him and smiled: "Okay, thank you husband."

Hearing the title "husband", Bo Shaochen felt that he was even happier, he directly lifted the woman's chin, grabbed her lips and kissed her wantonly, and when he let go, he hugged her horizontally.

Ye Jingjing was stunned: "What are you doing?!"

He answered her question: "carry you to work."

"I have my own feet and can walk."

"I want to hug my wife, can I?"

As he said that, he had already left the restaurant and walked towards the entrance.

The woman's finger pointed to the position of the sofa: "My bag..."

The winking servant who was busy in the living room picked up Ye Jingjing's bag on the sofa and gave it to her: "Madam, your bag."

Ye Jingjing felt really embarrassed, she smiled and said, "Thank you."

After the two words fell, the footsteps of the man holding him had already moved away again.

Bo Shaochen hugged Ye Jingjing and walked to the Bugani Veyron's car, looked at the woman and said, "Ma'am, open the car door."

"Oh."

She opened the car door, and the man gently put her into the co-pilot, fastened his seat belt very intimately, and kissed her on the forehead when he got up.

He closed the door and was walking around the front of the car towards the driver's seat.

At this moment, Ye Jingjing felt warm in her heart.

The feeling of being cared for by the man you like is profound and touching.

She pursed her lips and smiled unconsciously.

At that time, Bo Shaochen had already gotten into the car, saw the curvature of her lips, and then asked, "Why?"

"fine."

"Well, I went to the company."

She put down a word very cooperatively: "Okay."

……

When the Bugani Veyron was driving out, Lin Xiaoya in a corner of the courtyard of Senna's mansion looked down at her mobile phone.

She is looking at a photo she just took.

The last time I talked about Mr. Bo and the woman he married, her friends didn't seem to have much reaction.

This made Lin Xiaoya realize——

Some things are more impactful only when they are seen with their own eyes, and it can make people face how terrible the reality is.

So today happened to be a chance, she secretly snapped a few photos and sent them over.

……

About 10 minutes after Bugani Veyron drove out of Senna's mansion, Ye Jingjing received a call from Mrs. Ye, and when she put the phone to her ear, she heard her mother's worried voice: "Jingjing, Wan Wan disappeared early in the morning. , just asked the servant to search around the villa but couldn't find it, did she look for you?"

The original happiness on the woman's face dissipated instantly, and she frowned: "No, she didn't come to me."

Mrs. Ye murmured, "Will something happen?"

She promised: "Mom, no."

"really?"

In order not to worry her mother, Ye Jingjing persuaded her patiently: "Well, really, Wanwan is an adult, and she has been in the hospital for a few days after the operation, it's normal for her to want to do some things on her own now. You don't have to worry, if Wanwan hasn't returned before dinner, we'll call the police, no matter how worried Mom is at that time, just relax now and do something about yourself, don't think about Wanwan, okay?"

"Oh, Mom knows."

The call didn't last long and ended.

Ye Jingjing glanced at Bo Shaochen: "Where do you think Wanwan has gone?"

The man took the time to look at her, and the moment his eyes met, his deep voice sounded: "Obvious things, can't my wife guess it?"

She pursed her lips: "I guessed it."

"Well, but you didn't tell Mom."

Ye Jingjing glanced at the man: "If you can't say it, how can you tell me?"

He nodded: "Yes."

The woman sighed and said suddenly: "Why is she so stupid."

Bo Shaochen curled his lips calmly: "Perhaps... Song Hanyue's charm is so great that she is willing to be obsessed and sink."

She dropped a word without interest: "Oh."

The man called her, his voice was a little low: "Madam—"

"Ok?"

"I suddenly want to ask you a question."

Ye Jingjing turned her head and looked at half of Bo Shaochen's handsome face: "What?"

"Will you become like Wan Wan for me...like a madman..."

she,"……"

What nonsense question? !
Mr. Bo, is this lack of love?
The woman frowned: "I won't, I'm very sensible."

His voice was unhurried: "Although many of Wan Wan's actions seem stupid, but as your husband and your man, I imagined that if Mrs. Bo treated me the same way, then I would probably be secretly happy in my heart, probably... I laugh out loud in my dreams."

Ye Jingjing, "..."

Oh man.

Bo Shaochen probably hadn't heard a woman's voice for a long time. After glancing at her, he took her hand and put it on his lips to kiss lightly: "Madam, as long as you like me and love me, rationality doesn't matter at all."

"Ok, I know."

"Well, it's good to know."

After saying this, he let go of her hand, and his big palm fell back to the steering wheel.

It's just... the man's eyes staring at the road ahead were a little deeper.

……

Ideal city.

The place Ye Wanwan and Song Hanyue used for their private meeting naturally both knew the password, she stood at the door, entered the password and walked in.

A burst of very fragrant taste overflowed from the tip of the nose.

The taste of food.

The woman raised her foot and walked towards the kitchen, and saw Song Hanyue wearing an apron and looking at home... cooking soup.

Probably because he heard the door being opened, he turned his face to look, and when he caught a glimpse of Ye Wanwan, his thin lips moved slightly: "Go and sit in the dining room, breakfast will be ready soon."

Ye Wanwan didn't move, she stared at the man and said, "Do you know how to cook?"

Song Hanyue curled her lips, nodded and said, "Well, the craftsmanship is pretty good."

She moved the corner of her mouth: "I actually only found out today."

The man explained: "I didn't do much after I started the company, so few people know about it. Even my special assistant, Qi Ming, probably doesn't know anything about it."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at Ye Wanwan, and said dotingly: "Go and sit down, and try my handicraft later."

"it is good."

After one word, she obediently turned around and walked over to the restaurant.

Song Hanyue withdrew her gaze, stared at the soup she was cooking, and curled her thin lips calmly.

There was a bit of frivolity and irony in that smile.