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

Stopping, Bao Jinghan took out his mobile phone from his bag, looked at the caller ID, and ignored it.

Blood Eagle, with exceptionally good eyesight, saw the name on the screen——Fiona.

His eyes flashed slightly, and for almost a moment, Xue Ying raised the corners of his mouth again, raised his eyebrows and squeezed his eyes at Bao Jinghan, and whistled playfully, "Miss, I admire you when you go out at this time!"

"If you dare to follow, I will make you admire even more!"

Twisting his lips, Bao Jinghan responded in the same joking tone as if joking with a friend.

Immediately opened the door and bent over the car.

Just as the door was about to close, Blood Eagle suddenly reached out to block it, and threw an envelope in her direction.

"Take it well. Although this ghost is harmless, it doesn't mean she won't take a gamble and sell you at a higher price. Of course, it would be best if she didn't have this idea. You can take this opportunity , send her far away, I will take care of the other things...you can tell me if you have something to do!"

Blood Eagle's voice suddenly suppressed, paused for a moment, and lightly emphasized the last sentence.

But if you listen carefully, you will find it easily.

His address changed from "you" to "you"!

Of course, the servants around didn't care about this kind of word play.

The only one who felt heartbroken was Bao Jinghan.

"Understood. I will be careful, if such a trivial matter, also dispatched you, it would be too talented!"

Bang!

After closing the car door, Bao Jinghan opened the envelope and took a look, then put the envelope bag into his handbag.

At this moment, the phone in the bag rang again.

Bao Jinghan took out a small bluetooth headset from the locker in front of the passenger seat, and hung it on his ear.

After linking, she connected the phone.

At the same time, start the car, bang the accelerator, and speed away...

<bthia，是你吗？”

The familiar voice was exchanged for Bao Jinghan's silence for a few seconds.

It wasn't until Fiona spoke again that she gave a low "um".

On the other end of the phone, Fiona, who received a response, couldn't tell what her mood was at the moment, whether she was hanging higher, or finally fell down.

She held a newspaper tightly in her hand, and her eyes were glued to the huge photo on the front page that took up half of the page.

As soon as he was in a hurry, he hurriedly started the bombardment mode of words.

"Honey, have you seen it? Today's newspapers are all published. Some media took photos of Mr. Bo and a certain military and political daughter attending a reception together. They made use of this topic and made a big fuss about getting married! There are still waiting Looking at your photos for comparison! What's even more wicked is that the reporter in the newspaper is a blogger's eyeball, and teased Mr. Bo for hugging left and right, reluctant to let go of your rich background, but can't let go of your 32d—"

A series of words revealed a bit of anxiety, a bit of resentment, and mixed with a lot of unspeakable emotions.

But Bao Jinghan on the other side didn't say a word.

This made the already nervous thia? "

There was no response, only subtle and even breathing came from the receiver.

Fiona shook the hand holding the phone unconsciously.

His eyes followed the newspaper in his hand and turned to the suitcase at his feet.

"Fiona, let's meet!"