Exciting game!Plutocrat Bo Ye can't afford it

After Fu Lintian left, he stood in the box all the time, and Bo Yu, who had never said a word, said, "I know."

Hearing his voice, Shen Zhiyi let go of Mrs. Miss, and flung herself into his generous arms sweetly and softly, "A Yu, you must deal with him for me, he bullied me."

She is too good at acting like a baby, and also too good at selling miserably.

If Bo Yu hadn't entered the box 2 minutes earlier and witnessed her quarreling and beating, he would have been fooled by her superb pretending skills.

He lowered his head, reached out and wiped the tears on her fair face, "Well, I'll help you."

Bo Yu's fingertips were hot and humid with thin calluses.

Rubbing on her face, Shen Zhiyi felt an indescribable numbness.

Staring into his deep eyes through the lens, Shen Zhiyi couldn't see through his eyes, but felt that he had seen through her, as if he knew what happened in the box, but he didn't reveal it.

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On the way back to Jingyuan, the carriage was as quiet as water.

Shen Zhiyi sneaked a few glances at the man beside him from the corner of his eye. He had a stern expression and a calm expression, showing no emotion.

She took the lead in breaking the silence and found a topic: "Is the contract between Mr. and Mrs. Smith finally concluded?"

"It's done."

"That's good!" Shen Zhiyi raised her brows with joy.

She has cooperated with him to negotiate a project. After all the talks are over, she should be able to divorce early, right?

This morning, the editor-in-chief Mousse sent her a set of photos of actors to pre-select the male lead in her book.Looking at those fresh and handsome faces, Shen Zhiyi can't wait to have a sweet love.

After getting divorced, she immediately went to find a puppy.

Little did he know that her joy fell into Bao Yu's eyes, but it had another meaning.He tilted his head to look at her, "So happy to talk about it?"

"Well, I'm glad I could help you!"

"Including beating Fu Qing?"

Hearing this, the corners of Shen Zhiyi's lips that were not fully raised became stiff.

She raised her head slowly, meeting Bo Yu's obsidian eyes.Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips, "You know?"

"What do you think?"

Shen Zhiyi was wilted, and his heart was ashamed to accept the fact: "You know."

She pretended to be a wealthy wife very well and never showed her feet.Everyone who met her said she was gentle, dignified, elegant and virtuous.

Why is Bo Yu the first person to see her cheating feet!

It's only been three months, and he lost the chain at a critical moment. Will he tell Mrs. Bo about this, and will he go to the Shen family to trouble the Shen couple?

Shen Zhiyi tried to explain, but heard him say again: "Why beat Fu Qing?"

She has a bad temper and a straight personality, and generally doesn't make things difficult for others, unless she can't help it.

It was he who made insulting remarks to Fu Qing.Not only cursing Mrs. Bo, but also cursing her to die early!

Shen Zhiyi slowly raised her eyes, and acted obediently at him: "I heard him scolding you, and the scolding was terrible. I couldn't hold back this kind of person and beat him for a while."

"I'm not usually like this. In fact, I'm quite quiet. What happened tonight was beyond my expectations." Shen Zhiyi smiled sweetly at him, "Mr. Bo, you won't blame me, will you?"

Her eyes were shining, and she was indescribably adorable.

With a soft voice and a docile and pitiful act like a baby, ordinary people really can't stand it.

Bo Yu felt that it was a waste of talent for her not to enter the entertainment circle to film.Whenever she enters the film and television industry, with her natural pretentiousness, she will definitely win the trophy.

He looked down at her, reached out and brushed the broken hair on her temples, "I didn't see anything tonight."

"Thank you, Mr. Bo!"

Ten minutes later, Bentley elegantly stopped at Jingyuan Boulevard.

Assistant Jiang opened the door, and Shen Zhiyi got out of the car first, and entered the yard with Mrs. Bao who came to pick her up.

Bo Yu walked behind, his pace was not fast.Shen Zhiyi had already entered the house before he entered the yard.

"Jiang Kai."

"Sir." Assistant Jiang, who was walking behind, responded.

"Shen Zhiyi risked the collapse of her character to argue with Fu Qing and even fight. What do you think her intention is?"

Assistant Jiang thought about it carefully.

At that time, he went in with Bao Yu, because there was a quarrel inside, and no one noticed that the door of the box was opened.

When they walked to the screen, they saw Shen Zhiyi unceremoniously kicking Fu Qing's foot while holding up the hem of his skirt, and then slapped him.

The wife's tongue was so slippery that Fu Qing couldn't even utter a word.

As for the motive, Special Assistant Jiang felt that Fu Qing and the others cursed his wife to die early.My wife is only in her early twenties, so she was cursed to die early, why don't she come forward and argue?

"Sir, I think..."

"Is she really interested in me?" Bo Yu asked.

Special assistant Jiang closed his open mouth, where did you see it?

"My mother took a whip, and she rushed to me to express her heart. These days, she delivered lunch continuously and expressed her thoughts to the master at the company. Tonight in the box, she proved it with her actions."

"I used to think that she was willing to stay a widow and marry into the Bo family for the sake of the Shen family's money. I didn't expect her to have a lot of thoughts, and she married in for me?"

Special Assistant Jiang frowned, the more he listened, the more confused he became, "..."

Walking up the steps, Special Assistant Jiang followed Bo Yu's words and asked tentatively: "Sir, you delayed the divorce from your wife earlier in order to let your wife cooperate with you in negotiating the contract between Mr. and Mrs. Smith."

"The contract has been negotiated tonight, so the divorce in three months you said before, should it be brought forward, or..."

Bo Yu: "Look at her performance."

Jiang Tezhu scratched his head, he always felt that Mr. was thinking too much. "..."

-

Ten p.m.

After Shen Zhiyi took a shower, she went into the bedroom with several boxes of ointment.

Bo Yu was sitting on the sofa watching the stock market trend, the orange light cast shadows on his body, without glasses, he looked like an ancient painting hanging in an old castle that had been in disrepair for a long time.

Gloomy and cold.

Shen Zhiyi walked towards him, "Mr. Bo, I'll help you with the medicine."

In the past few days, she took the medicine by herself, in the morning and in the evening, and she was on time.

She is a person who knows how to be grateful.

She no longer needs to abide by the complicated rules, and regaining her freedom is the benefit of his whip.

Therefore, Shen Zhiyi will take good care of him until the whip wound on his shoulder heals.

Bo Yu put down the tablet, "You're quite caring."

Shen Zhiyi sat down beside him, and unscrewed the cap of the ointment bottle in her hand, "I am also responsible for your injury, and I should be more concerned about your injury."

Sometimes people will selectively listen to a sentence.

For example, Shen Zhiyi's sentence just now has nineteen characters, but only eight characters entered Bo Yu's ears.

"Yes, you, Shang, heart, yes, should, should, of,"

He undid the strap of his bathrobe as usual.Shen Zhiyi helped to take off the clothes on his right shoulder. She took a close look at his figure three times, and this time was already the fourth time.

Every time, she would subconsciously glance at the mermaid line of his abdominal muscles.