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

Ye Jingjing felt that she was about to split her mind.

Why does she keep wandering between leaving and staying with Bo Shaochen every time?

Every time... yes.

Bo Shaochen was never a dull person, even if Ye Jingjing didn't directly point out what she was talking about, he could still guess it.

After her words fell, he directly raised his hand to hold the back of her head, approached her a little bit, grabbed the woman's red lips and kissed her, his movements were gentle and lingering.

Kissing and kissing, his big palm can also slide into the woman's clothes.

Ye Jingjing stopped him: "Don't do this..."

His behavior made her feel as if she had told him so much just for this little thing.

But that's not the case.

The man didn't force it, he kept his hands on the woman's waist, and pressed his forehead against her, and his deep voice sounded: "Madam, don't talk to me about divorce, okay?"

She closed her eyes and asked, "Do you mind?"

Bo Shaochen kissed her lightly on the forehead before he said, "It's my incompetence that made you hurt, so what right do I have to mind?!"

Although, in his heart, he actually wanted to kill Song Hanyue directly.

That beast!

But intellectually, he knew very well that this matter had nothing to do with his wife.

She never thought of betraying him.

Just as she was thinking, the woman's apologetic voice sounded again: "I'm sorry, if it wasn't for me, many things would not have happened."

She blamed herself, and he knew it all along.

Looking at her distressed look, Bao Shaochen felt so distressed.

He gently touched the woman's face: "Some people are dirty and despicable, and they will always find a way to do what they want. Even if you didn't go to Qingcheng, there may be something actually waiting for you next time."

She pursed her lips slightly, raised her hand cautiously, and gently hugged the man's thin waist.

When she leaned her head on the man's chest, she said, "Bo Shaochen, I'm sorry, I cared about too many people in the past, and I didn't consider your feelings when I did many things, which made things come to this point today, but I know very well that the person who will accompany me to the old age is actually you."

Having said that, she closed her eyes before continuing: "So no matter what happens in the future, I will be the first to consider your feelings, and after you, everything else will come."

His heart was ecstatic to hear that his beloved wife was putting herself first.

The man made a deep voice, and dropped a word: "En."

……

After Bo Shaochen came back from Qingcheng, he arranged for a group of people to follow Song Hanyue.

This time it was blatant.

Because someone was following Song Hanyue all the time, the man didn't do anything for the time being, or it might be because he always felt that someone was following him and he couldn't do anything, so he simply returned to Los Angeles.

After returning to Los Angeles, the first person he went to see was Bo Zhen.

This matter soon reached Bo Shaochen's ears.

At that time, he was dealing with work in the president's office of the Bo Group, and he called Bo Zhen directly after receiving the news.

After the other party connected, the man called out as usual: "Second Uncle."

Bo Zhen's voice was deep, revealing the stability he should have at his age: "Shaochen, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Bo Shaochen's questioning tone sounded: "I heard that Song Hanyue went to see you?"

He admitted: "Yeah."

The man's face was serious, and his thin lips parted one after another and said: "I don't care what deal you have made, but he must pay for what he has done. I will use my personal relationship to seek justice for my wife. Second uncle should Won't it block it?"

Bo Zhen laughed twice: "Of course, my deal with him is over, and I have given him a corresponding return. What happens next has nothing to do with me."

At Bo Zhen's age, he can see the relationship of interests very clearly.

To him, Song Hanyue has no value after using it.

So now that Bo Shaochen greeted him personally, he was naturally sensible and would not offend Song Hanyue again because of a worthless Song Hanyue.

"Okay, with Second Uncle's words, I'm relieved." After the man's words fell, Bo Zhen asked pretending to be worried: "Shaochen, you won't do anything illegal or disciplined, right? "

He hooked the corners of his lips indifferently: "Beyond the law, there are many opportunities. Second uncle doesn't need to worry too much."

"Success, you can deal with it yourself."

This is the end of the conversation.

Bo Shaochen immediately made a second call, which was to Bai Feng.

On the day Song Hanyue returned to Los Angeles, he arranged for Bai Feng to monitor him personally, no matter who the man saw, who he did, and what he did, he knew everything about it.

After Bai Feng answered the phone, he asked respectfully, "Mr. Bo, do you have something to explain?"

The man's voice was extremely cold, revealing an extremely indifferent temperament: "Tie up Song Hanyue and lock him up in a basement. I'll find time to see him."

"Yes, Boss."

Bai Feng's work efficiency is very high, it has always been so, so when he received Bo Shaochen's order, it only took him an hour to secretly tie up Song Hanyue in an inconspicuous place.

That night, Bo Shaochen did not return to Senna's mansion on time on the grounds that he had a social occasion.

Ye Jingjing didn't doubt it, she drove back to the villa after get off work.

And Bo Shaochen was taken by Bai Feng to an abandoned factory in the suburbs. There was also a basement inside the factory, and Song Hanyue was tied up in that place.

When he saw Song Hanyue, the man dismissed all the bodyguards.

Song Hanyue was very embarrassed.

This was Bo Shaochen's first feeling when he saw him.

Although such a man is despicable and unscrupulous, but no matter what, he was once the president of a group, and he had a great reputation in front of others.

Looking at it now, it still gave him a big contrast.

But everything is nothing but his own doing.

Bo Shaochen stared at him with sharp eyes, and asked aloud: "Song Hanyue, I only ask you once, did you do anything to Jingjing that day?"

The desperate man had a smile on his lips.

He didn't seem to care about his current situation. After laughing, the man sneered: "Do you think I'll tell you?"

Bo Shaochen frowned, his eyes were cold and stern: "I really hope that I will understand sooner or later."

Song Hanyue pulled her lips: "Since that's the case, why does Mr. Bo ask me again?"

"Song Hanyue, don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine, I don't have that much patience to spend here with you."

"I don't know what the punishment Boss is preparing for?"

Seeing that he didn't intend to say anything, Bo Shaochen smiled instead.

He walked to the side and sat down on an old chair: "First, I can let you starve to death here, no one will know, and even your corpse will not be discovered until it is ugly, Of course, you might not care about that at all."