There are so many people here, and just thinking about his wife wearing this dress and being seen by everyone makes him jealous and crazy.
The wife belongs to him alone.
Bo Heng narrowed his dark eyes slightly, revealing a fierce light as he swept across the eyes in the mall that were frequently cast on Yuan Jiang.
A strong sense of crisis rose in his heart. He frowned and held Yuan Jiang's delicate little hand even tighter: "Send all the red clothes, bags and shoes to Bo's house."
The store manager suppressed his inner excitement and said calmly, "Yes, Mr. Bo."
"Ah?" Yuan Jiang opened her eyes a little wide in surprise, shook Bo Heng's arm, and said coquettishly: "Not all red dresses are good-looking, and besides, I want a little dress in other colors!"
"Then take the things in the store..." Bo Heng said without hesitation.
"I want to choose it myself!" Yuan Jiang covered Bo Heng's mouth.
The fragrance lingered at the tip of Bo Heng's nose. He lowered his eyes to look at the small hand covering his mouth. The hand was white and tender. A hint of lust gradually appeared in Bo Heng's eyes, and he kissed her palm.
"Boom" underground, Yuan Jiang's mind went blank.
M, M, M, M, M, M, M, M, the male protagonist kisses her palm!
A touch of pink stained Yuan Jiang's snow-white skin. She suddenly withdrew her hand, her charming fox eyes filled with water, and she glared at him fiercely: "Bo Heng! Don't kiss me outside!"
Bo Heng took advantage and didn't argue with Yuan Jiang. He nodded obediently: "Okay."
"Hmph!" Yuan Jiang felt the palm of her hand, which had been kissed by Bo Heng, was burning. She shook her hand, took a deep breath, and started to pick things in the huge shopping mall.
Since Bo Heng was present, I didn't even try on the clothes.
But as long as she had seen clothes, bags and shoes, Bo Heng would carry them and make people wrap them up.
Shopping is a woman's nature. Yuan Jiang took Bo Heng shopping for a whole day and almost took the entire mall home.
It was not until the evening that Yuan Jiang finally had her fun. She walked out of the mall with Bo Heng and saw Zhong Wei squatting next to a trash can and still arguing with the security guard.
She just glanced at him indifferently, turned around and smiled as she went back to Bo's house with Bo Heng.
It was rare for Yuan Jiang to see Bo Xiaozhuo and Chen Zhuyun at dinner.
Bo Xiaozhuo was wearing a meticulous black suit, paired with a simple white shirt and a crisp tie. He had a calm look in his eyes as he picked up the steak on the plate with a knife and fork. His movements were dignified and casual, and a hint of coldness was revealed at times.
Chen Zhuyun was wearing a cool moon-white cheongsam that outlined her figure. Her black hair was pinned up with a hairpin. Her thin cheeks were full of fatigue. Her dark eyes were cold, empty and numb as she stared at the delicacies on the table in a daze.
"Bo Heng, is this the wife you chose?" Bo Xiaozhuo chuckled, and his cold and scrutinizing gaze fell clearly on Yuan Jiang.
Yuan Jiang was eating a small cake. When he heard this, he raised his eyes and smiled, pretending not to understand Bo Xiaozhuo's harsh tone, and called out obediently: "Dad?"
"Yuan Jiang, my wife, she chose me." Bo Heng put down the chopsticks in his hand, his angular face showed a cold expression, and he retorted bluntly.
Bo Xiaozhuo narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at Shen Zhuyun who was still lost in thought, and sneered faintly: "Then you better watch carefully."
"Don't be too nice to a woman, otherwise, she will just think about the stray dogs outside."
Yuan Jiang clearly saw that when Bo Xiaozhuo finished speaking, Chen Zhuyun's face turned pale in an instant, his lips trembled and he didn't say a word, and he lowered his head in panic.
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