Chapter 242: Meet the Mistress
Scold.
He indifferently put his phone aside and ignored it.
The air is faintly frozen.
Mo Nanxi pushed open the door and came in, felt the biting cold, and subconsciously wanted to quit.
This is not the time!
However, the man said indifferently: "What's the matter?"
Forehead......
"It's nothing, it's just to report that the little young master recently used a large amount of money to acquire an entertainment company, and I don't know what to use it for. ā
Bo Xiaomo has his own funds, as well as Bo Zhanye's bank card password, and he used to spend a small amount of money, so he didn't need to report. This time it was nearly 80 million, and Mo Nanxi thought it would be better to report it.
Bo Zhanye's deep and long eyes narrowed, for about two seconds, as if he had an insight:
"Let it be. ā
"Okay, Ninth Master. Monansi was ready to step down.
Bo Zhanye's pen stopped, raised his eyes and shouted: "Go check when the air flight will resume?"
Flight back to S City?
Mo Nanxi instantly understood and nodded: "Yes, I'll go now." ā
The office door shut, but after two seconds, it was pushed open again.
This time, it was the beautiful female secretary who walked in: "Ninth Master, Madam is here." ā
Madam, naturally referring to Lan Jiao.
Bo Zhanye's expression was gloomy, and he said indifferently: "Let her wait for a few minutes." ā
The female secretary frowned, before the ninth master took his wife into the office together, he didn't shy away from it at all, he looked like he was still loving and spoiled, and now he actually let his wife wait outside first?
How does it feel different?
Even though she didn't dare to speak, the female secretary walked out and cautiously said to Lan Jiao: "Madam, the ninth master said to let you wait for a few minutes." ā
It seems that she is used to this kind of treatment, and it is expected, Lan Jiao's elegant and noble face has not changed in the slightest, she sighed lightly, and sat in the rest area to read fashion magazines.
She has been trained since she was a child, no matter how she sits or moves, she shows everyone's beautiful temperament in her gestures.
The female secretary frowned again, how do you feel that today's lady is not the same?
Lan Jiao noticed the secretary's look and remained silent, still maintaining her pride.
A few minutes later, she entered the office, and the first thing that greeted her was the man's indifferent words:
"Didn't you say you shouldn't come to the company if you have nothing to do?"
The tone was light and condensed, colder than to a stranger.
Lan Jiao's heart was slightly sour, as far as she knew, he didn't treat Lan Xixi like this.
She walked over and forced a smile: "War Night, we are already married, it's normal for me to bring you some snacks made by myself."
In addition, your secretary should be suspicious just now, I think that Xixi and I have just changed identities, and we should connect seamlessly, otherwise it will be easy to arouse suspicion. ā
She made a lot of sense and took it in stride.
But.
Bo Zhanye's cold lips lifted slightly: "First, we didn't get a certificate, and second, if you don't show up, it will naturally not cause people to be suspicious." ā
What?
Lan Jiao's attention was in the first half of Bo Zhanye's sentence, and her face was slightly shocked and incredulous.
According to the process, on the wedding day, after the ceremony, the certificate will be obtained in front of all the guests and the procedures will be completed. Lan Xixi got married instead of her, and this ceremony should also be completed.
"Yes...... Did something go wrong?"
"It's not. Bo Zhanye said neatly and simply: "I don't plan to marry you, this is what I wanted to talk to you about yesterday." ā
The light and elegant words are obviously the best voice, but they are like a bombshell, and Lan Jiao's mind is blank, and she looks confused:
"There are no plans to marry me...... What does this mean? I don't believe it, we're married. ā
At this moment, in front of him, she only has the helplessness of a woman, the fear of losing love, and the hesitation of her lover, not the high, proud and perfect Lan Jiao.
Bo Zhanye stood up, his calm and emotionless eyes locked on her: "What do you mean, you have to ask so clearly?"
The implication is that the more clearly asked, the more hurtful it is. The answer won't be what she wants to know.
Lan Jiao: "......"
She thought of his ruthlessness, but she didn't expect it to be a blow, and she didn't even give her the identity of Mrs. Bo, who was justified!
Seeing that he was leaving, she stepped forward and grabbed his arm:
"On the night of the war, even if we didn't get a license, we got married in front of the people of the whole country, and now the whole country is blessing us, we are husband and wife. ā
Bo Zhanye stopped her noble steps, lowered her eyes, and her gaze fell on her pale face:
Therefore, you need to cooperate in the next play, find a suitable opportunity, and officially announce the divorce. ā
Divorce, divorce!
Lan Jiao's posture was stunned, and the whole person was like a deflated balloon, slumped on the sofa all of a sudden, and did not come back to her senses for a long time.
Even though she was in a coma before, she got the status of a princess, and she was loved and envied by thousands of people, if she divorced......
No, she won't get divorced!
Staring at the back of Bo Zhanye leaving, she tightened her palms and took out her mobile phone to call her mother:
"Mom, find contacts and ways to put pressure on the Bo family's election. ā
Subsequently, he called the agent: "Arrange some affairs that must be attended by me and Jiu Ye." ā
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Perhaps it was Lan Jiao's luck that night, Yun Anxian held a family dinner at the hotel on the grounds that the company created new achievements.
At the dinner, Lan Jiao and Bo Zhanye sat together, from time to time to give him vegetables and soup, Bo Zhanye was hindered by everyone's presence and secretly photographed with reporters, did not show a displeased look, and got along well with Lan Jiao.
Scene after scene, photo by photo, not surprisingly, it was on the hot search within an hour.
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The news describes how the two are affectionate, warm and sweet, so that every once in a while because they are in love with each other, they will definitely be scolded, but because it is a thin battle night, netizens eat melons as always, and lemons online.
[Wow! The ninth master's daily life after marriage is here again!]
[I want to swallow every day!]
[I feel like I'm reading idol comics, such a sweet married life is only available in comics!]
[It's another day of lemon fruit.] ć
[A backhand slap on my boyfriend who played the game......]
Vigorous news, occupy Weibo.
Lanxixi has the habit of shopping on Weibo, and when it is opened, whether it is a hot search ranking or a hot topic, it is the news of the two of them.
In the dimly lit hotel room, her little face is cool and quiet, and she can't see any emotion, but she doesn't have a happy color, and she doesn't simply eat melons.
She messaged him this morning, but she hasn't replied yet, as if she had completely disappeared into his world, and as if she had been forgotten by him.
Also, there are so many women around him, she is at most the one he has experienced, how can he remember to care? What Bo Xiaomo said to Yaya this morning should be to deliberately match her with Bo Zhanye, fake.
That's good, so be it!
Her slender fingers pressed the main button of her phone, exited Weibo, and searched online for how long it would take for airlines to resume flights to S City.
Unexpectedly, an unfamiliar number flashed in:
"Hello, are you the water on the moon?"
"Huh?" Her phone number was Jiang Duoer's, and she refused to cooperate, how could she call her?
For security reasons, she directly denied:
"Sorry, no. ā
As a result, she didn't expect that what the other party said made her explode!
And that'sā