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

"Ha, Aunt Liu, can you time travel, or can you be reborn? If you can go back to the past, I have nothing to say, so I can only let you do as you please. But I think, if you really have such a chance, the current you, You probably wouldn't think about going through this fate again! At least if you were given a choice, you would never be in the same boat as a beast like Ye Tengda."

I changed my name.

Bao Jinghan's clear voice was neither fast nor slow, soft and slow.

Hearing that the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy, he poked the sarcasm right into Liu Mengru's heart.

Yes, if there is such an opportunity, she will not waste her youth, beauty, and love and hatred on Ye Tengda!

But she is unwilling.

Unwilling to be seen through by Bao Jinghan, unwilling to be bound by fate...even more unwilling, in the current situation, her emotions and reason are still controlled by her, and she keeps herself in a passive state. Following her words, her unsettled mood is stirred , involving the most proud reason in the weekdays!

"Humph!"

He snorted coldly.

With a cold face, Liu Mengru glared at Bao Jinghan bitterly, then turned her gaze to look at the guard standing by the door.

The woman's face was full of disdain.

No disguise.

Whether it's the darkness in the eyes or the slightly raised curve of the mouth, they all show her contempt and shamelessness towards her.

This is probably the feeling of a street mouse, right? !

Think of a woman like her...

Oh no, after a while, she will no longer be a "woman", but a "female prisoner".

Self-deprecatingly, Liu Mengru sneered with the corner of her mouth curled up. The other guard didn't have much good looks, so she just looked at her and asked formulaically, "Guard, can I talk to her alone?"

Guard Fang raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned to look at Bao Jinghan's back, "Do you want to talk to her alone, Miss Bo?"

"That's exactly what I mean. Fang Guan, can you give us a little time?"

Compared with Bao Jinghan's politeness, Liu Mengru's icy confrontation seems to be very lacking in quality.

Putting these two together, the difference between cloud and mud from the inside to the outside, there is no need to compare at all, the result will be revealed naturally.

Eye to eye.

Instructor Fang hesitated for half a second, then nodded.

But he didn't look at Liu Mengru from the beginning to the end, and only said to Bao Jinghan: "Okay, I'll give you two to ten minutes, you can talk slowly. Miss Bo, if you have any questions, call for help immediately, I'm right outside!"

Nodded and smiled.

Bao Jinghan watched Guard Fang leave, and when the door was gently closed, she turned her head and turned her gaze indifferently——

"Oh, hypocrisy! Bao Jinghan, I'm really curious, how have you lived and what have you learned in the past five years? Is it the secret techniques of controlling men, the shady boudoir secrets, or the secrets of socializing with others? Hypocrisy! Otherwise, with your little bastard..."

Liu Mengru's voice was a little sharp.

It was probably because Guard Fang had left, so what she said became even more mean and presumptuous.

Bao Jinghan squeezed the briefcase on her lap, and interrupted her before she finished talking.

The voice is lazy, but it reveals the deterrence in the bones.

"Communication means, in the eyes of hypocritical people, is hypocrisy, in the eyes of vicious people, it is vicious. But in the eyes of gentle and well-bred people, it is a person's minimum courtesy and self-cultivation. Of course, for people like you, I don't need to use politeness, because for you, it's like playing the piano with a cow!"

Leaning at her, Bao Jinghan coldly stopped talking.Pausing for a moment, he said again: "Let's get straight to the point, let's get to the point! You begged me to come, and even asked someone to bring me those words. You won't just let me listen to your complaints!"