The Purton family head's mischievous heart was very satisfied.
Ever since meeting Hua Jian, this little guy has been polite on the surface but very disrespectful to him in his heart.
It was just a few simple words of criticism, but the head of the Purton family showed a rare soft-heartedness.
He slowly felt the sourness in his heart before slowly letting Hua Jian go.
"As long as you're just Bo Lin's friend, you certainly don't have the right to go over and punch that man and tell him to get lost."
"But being his boyfriend is enough."
"Not only can he drive away the men around him, but he can also get such an excellent partner."
Hua Jian looked hesitant and whispered, "I just want to be Bo Lin's good friend."
The Pulton family leader paused, then said unhappily, "If that's the case, then you can sit here and watch. Good friends are only worthy of watching."
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Under the tree.
"Just making friends." The man smiled heartily.
There was a gleam in his eyes as he looked subtly from Bo Lin's clothes to his empty wrist.
The top is from a light luxury brand, priced at less than 30,000 yuan each, but the shorts have no brand on them.
The computer on the desktop does not exceed 20,000.
Thinking this way makes men more confident.
"Are you here in Haicheng for vacation? I'm from the capital and currently work at the Bo Group."
The man spoke with a subtle arrogance.
Bo Lin, who was very annoyed by the smell of his sweat mixed with sunscreen, perfume and cigarettes, slowly raised his eyes.
"You said you work at the Bo Group? What department?"
Seeing that he had taken the bait, the man was delighted but his expression remained calm. “I’m in the project department of Bo’s Group. I’m just a manager now.”
He deliberately said that he was from the imperial capital, but did not say that he was only from the Bo family's Haicheng branch.
"Really?" Bo Lin said lightly.
He now has a lot of bad accounts from the Haicheng Branch Project Department in his computer.
"Is this your WeChat? What's your name?" Bo Lin picked up the phone and awkwardly found the QR code to scan.
"My name is Jason, what's your name?"
Bo Lin paused, unhappily saying, "I don't like being called by English names. What's your name?"
Jason felt his heart melt under his stern gaze.
He is a 1, but if it were Bo Lin now, he would be willing to do the following...
"My name is Chen Dapeng..."
He said his real name a little dizzily.
Bo Lin remembered the name and was about to scan the code when his phone was snatched away by a slender, beautiful hand.
Bo Lin paused, this action seemed familiar.
"Chen Dapeng, Dapeng, spread your wings. What do you want to do with my boyfriend on WeChat?"
Jason was startled and looked up suddenly. A beautiful but not feminine face appeared in his sight.
The man looked at him casually, a cold smile on his lips.
The gaze behind the lenses was as deep as a pool of surging sea water.
He placed one hand possessively on Bo Lin's shoulder and locked Bo Lin's phone with the other hand.
I haven't seen a man of such good quality in a long time.
And they are of the same kind.
Jason felt his heart warm again.
He laughed, acting very sincerely. "Nothing, just making friends. My name is Jason. You guys want to go on vacation together? Why don't you have some fun together?"
But he couldn't tell which of them was the one on top.
Jason's chest muscles were flexed tightly, as if showing his advantage.
Hua Jian moved to the side and said, "My boyfriend and I don't like baking powder. Get lost."
Jason looked embarrassed. "We're all in the same circle. I invited you to play together as a courtesy. Don't be ungrateful."
"Chen Dapeng, if you don't get out of here, I'll make you spread your wings and fly into the sea."
Jason's face turned purple and he wanted to say something harsh.
Hua Jian stood up straight and took a step forward. When he stood up straight, he was half a head taller than Jason. Now Jason was completely defeated.
He glanced at Bo Lin unwillingly, and said as he stepped back, "Handsome guy, I live in 1305, and I have much bigger muscles than that kid..."
Hua Jian's face darkened: "Fuck, you want to fight, don't you!"
Bo Lin's expression was unclear: "Give me the phone."
Hua Jian paused: "Are you angry? Do you think I'm disturbing you? Have you forgotten that I'm your boyfriend now?"
"I remember, but you were just pretending to be my boyfriend and accompanying me during this time," Bo Lin withdrew his hand.
Hua Jian's face froze. "So don't add those people now. Listen to what Dapeng Zhan Chi said just now about inviting you to play. That circle is too dirty."
Bo Lin replied calmly, "You're a straight man, it's hard for you to come into contact with these dirty things."
"That's not what I meant." Hua Jian was speechless.
"Give me your phone." Bo Lin said again.
Hua Jian was silent for a moment and handed him the phone.
Bo Lin frowned and stared at his phone, pointing and talking on it, not knowing whether he was adding the WeChat account of Dapengzhanchi.
Hua Jian felt like a mixture of oil and vinegar had been overturned in her heart.
It was burning and sour.
Does he really just feel that he is a good friend to Bo Lin?
He seemed unwilling to be just Bo Lin's good friend.
After all, as the old man said, as Bo Lin’s good friend, he could only watch Bo Lin being chased away by other men.
...
Bo Lin sent Chen Dapeng's information and room number 1305 to Jiang Kai.
He gave a few more instructions on the work before leaving.
After Bo Lin finished his work, he realized that Hua Jian looked unhappy and was very quiet on the side.
Bo Lin's eyes flickered as he spoke about something else: "Is Patriarch Pulton's painting finished?"
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