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

"What you said seems to be that I am very unreasonable. You have been injured like this. How can it be considered a work-related injury? It's just that since you are here, I can't arrange for you to go to the hospital to rest for the time being, and I won't send you to other places. So I can only wrong you for a few days and let you recuperate here for a while. When the matter on my side is resolved, I can go back to the people in a fair and honest manner, and then I will send you to the place you want to go for vacation. Look at this arrangement, okay?"

"The welfare that Ms. Bo gave has already moved my heart. I've also heard about your case. Don't worry, I'm not in such a hurry, I can wait!"

The corners of Ji Fan's lips curled up wickedly, Ji Fan nodded in Bao Jinghan's direction.

Ivan, who was standing at the door, smirked after looking at the two of them several times.

"ivan!"

Bao Jinghan, with the corners of his mouth tensed, managed to squeeze out a smile.

She turned her head mechanically, looked at the door and raised her eyebrows, waiting for the devil Earl who was watching the show to take a look. Her cold eyes shot out from those dark and deep eyes, and she stared straight at him, which was a bit big. The meaning of rivalry is hidden in it: "Mr. Earl, thank you for leading me. But now, Ji Fan and I have some personal matters to discuss. If possible, I hope Mr. Earl can avoid it a little bit. I will be grateful for that! "

"gratitude?"

Ivan seemed to have heard some funny joke.

I saw that the tip of his eyebrows trembled a few times after his slightly raised questioning voice settled down, and then slowly lowered down.He lowered his eyes, suppressing the complex expressions that flew past them, turned his head up, and regained his usual expression, flying, domineering, but also mysterious and unpredictable.

Looking at Bao Jinghan, the eyes of the two were the most standard meeting in social etiquette, staring at each other, neither affectionate nor frivolous.

But it can make each other feel each other's gaze.

With a wink, Ivan naturally blew a kiss to her.

I didn't realize how inappropriate my obvious hints and provocative ambiguous words were.

"Ah!"

Bo Xiaoniu sneered, pulled the muscles at the corners of her mouth forcefully, drew a very "standard" smile, and made a gesture of invitation to him in a tone that she felt was hypocritical.

"Count Ivan, how to thank you is my business. Now, please fulfill my request, please go out and give us a space. Okay?!"

"Okay! I'm right outside, waiting for your gratitude!"

Squeezing his eyes, Ivan didn't mean to hold back.

Anyway, as far as he was concerned, no matter what Ji Fan reported to Bo Jinghan, as long as it was related to what they were planning now, he would always know something.

And she will tell it herself.