A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

The early morning sun shrouded the sky over the Bo's Manor.

But inside the Bo family's mansion, there was silence.

An extremely depressing aura, like a dark cloud, is densely covered in the air, making everyone's breathing much more subtle.

The servant carefully kept the sound of footsteps to a minimum.

When passing through the extremely gloomy hall, he even held his breath.

Everyone tactfully avoided Bo Junchen who hadn't closed his eyes all night in the hall, apparently treating him as a bomb that might go off at any time.

Extremely dangerous!

"Mr. Bo, it's nine o'clock, and you still have two meetings to chair in the morning."

Lin Moxun reminded with trepidation.

With a breath hanging in his throat, he kept praying in his heart, hoping that little ancestor Bao Jinghan would never come back at this time.

"Push back."

These two simple words overflowed from Bao Junchen's slightly pursed lips, full of strength and momentum.

Make people dare not disobey.

Lin Moxun didn't dare to say anything, he answered and went out with his mobile phone.

But before he took two steps, he heard a hurried voice coming from outside the door, with a bit of joy to ask for credit.

But those words were too loud, but Lin Moxun couldn't help shivering.

"Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo, the eldest lady is back, butler Aze has already gone to the door to greet you. I'll take you there..."

"roll!"

The deep voice, containing fury, suddenly sounded.

The servant staggered in panic and fell on the carpet in the center of the living room.With his mouth half open, he looked up at Bo Junchen's figure, watched him leave in front of him, but couldn't even find his own voice.

And at this moment, he truly felt the power and terror of the man in front of him!

"Get up, don't look at the time if you want to claim credit! Next time, be more disciplined, you know!"

Lin Moxun approached quickly and reached out to support the man.

Turning around, he chased after Bo Junchen's figure and left quickly.

Outside the gate of the mansion, the sun is warming.

But Bao Jinghan was not in the mood to appreciate the spring scenery in the garden.

She just wanted to go back to the room quickly, lie down and have a good sleep.

"Miss, you didn't come home last night, Mr. Bo..."

Leading all the servants to follow.

Aze's concerned eyes were firmly stuck to Bao Jinghan's body, and he asked in a low voice.

But she was stopped by a gesture.

"Aze, I'm tired!"

"Miss, you..."

Aze looked at the slender figure in front of him with pity, and before he could finish speaking, he saw Bo Junchen walking quickly from far to near.

Calm and powerful, with every step of the way.

And as soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw more than a dozen well-trained bodyguards swarming up and following him.

"Uncle? You haven't gone to the company yet!"

Seeing the man approaching gradually, Bao Jinghan had a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was dyed with warmth, reaching deep into the eyes.

After a slight pause in his steps, he greeted him and reached out to him, trying to wrap his arms around him.

But before her fingertips touched the fabric.

A crisp slap resounded in the ears.

"Snapped--"

The burning pain suddenly spread from the cheek to every nerve ending.

Bao Jinghan tilted his head slightly and froze.

Like everyone present, she couldn't even believe what happened just now!

But the bright red five finger prints printed on her snow-white face showed the truth - Bo Junchen hit her!

"Aze, lock up Missy and let her reflect on herself. Within three days, no one is allowed to let her out without my order!"

The cold and harsh voice, like a whip, lashed hard at Bao Jinghan's heart, dripping with blood...