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

"How she is, you don't need to judge her!"

The gentle voice was cold like a high-ranking king.

Confident, arrogant, unreasonable!

Bo Junchen sipped his coffee and turned around.

His dark and shrewd eyes glanced at the secretary behind him, and after a glance, he looked away, passed by, and walked towards the dressing mirror.

"But...boss, I also think about the company, so I..."

The female secretary looked away without leaving a trace, concealed the admiration in her eyes, pretended to be respectful, and defended in a deep voice.

But she knew that even though Bao Jinghan hadn't been made public, the entire Bo family treated her like a treasure, and her status was extraordinary.

Moreover, Mr. Bo had introduced her to the small circle that had a close personal relationship with the Bo family a few months ago, laying the foundation for future publicity.

That is to say, if the social circle is divided into three, six or nine grades, people who don't know who Bao Jinghan is now are just not qualified.

Therefore, she also took a big risk to speak ill of Bao Jinghan at this time.

But she still said it, because she bet again, bet on her loyalty, can she get Bo Jun and his ministers to look at him differently!

But obviously, she lost the bet——

"Secretary Rong, I don't like talkative guys. If there is another time, you can go directly to get the severance pay!"

Bo Junchen, who was wearing a tie, interrupted her.

In the mirror, the man's face was comparable to that of the cover model, as calm as before, but his overall demeanor was daunting.

The female secretary flinched.

"Yes, boss."

Tightening her lower lip, the female secretary clenched her fists, scolding herself for being reckless in her heart.

The next second, she came to her senses, quickly put aside her messy thoughts, walked towards Bo Junchen, and habitually reached out to help him organize his clothes.

But before her fingers touched the hem of the clothes.

"Get out!" Bao Junchen glanced at her, and ordered: "Tell Lin Moxun to go downstairs to pick up Jing Han, and tell her to let her see me first."

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downstairs.

Bao Jinghan raised his eyebrows silently.

"Ancestor, you are really good. Yesterday, I almost vomited three liters of blood in order to win all the banquet halls in this hotel for you! And, you just want to squeeze them on the lawn for a wedding?!"

"That's because they don't have the skills, what does it have to do with me!" The corner of Bao Jinghan's mouth flickered with interest, and her beautiful eyes flickered: "However, tomorrow's report must be very interesting..."

fox!

Absolute fox!

Fiona stared at Bao Jinghan intently, shaking her head slightly.

"They must have done nothing good in their previous life!" That's why they offended Bao Jinghan, the female devil!

"Fiona," smiled slightly, a ray of brilliance illuminated her clear face, making people lose their minds, "Do you believe it-the cycle of heaven, karma?"

"Why do you ask that? Could it be that they...five years ago—"

Subconsciously shutting her mouth, Fiona looked at Bao Jinghan in surprise, turned her eyes in disbelief, and glanced at the ambulance that came and went in the distance.

Maybe because he heard the sound of an ambulance, Bao Jinghan also turned his head to look over.

From a distance, she looked at the serious figure surrounded by reporters, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

"I don't believe in heaven, so I want to become heaven..."

"What?" Fiona didn't hear clearly, and asked subconsciously.

Bao Jinghan just smiled and said nothing, stepped on the steps gracefully, and approached the revolving door...