Like...what to eat???
Special Assistant Li was stunned. He looked at Bo Heng in shock, his pupils widening slightly. President Bo was actually playing the innocent game?!
Bo Heng stood in front of the French window, his dark eyes overlooking the entire City A. His lips were tightly pursed. After a long while, he heard the answer and turned his head to look at Assistant Li with a little displeasure: "Speak."
"Boss Bo!" Special Assistant Li racked his brains to recall, flipping through the books, but all he could find was that Miss Yuan Jiang ate everything. Because she was poor, she had no choice. Seeing Boss Bo's face growing gloomier, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and stammered, "Miss Yuan Jiang...is not picky about food."
Bo Heng was silent for a moment, then quickly asked, "So, what color does she like?"
Li Tezhu was facing a formidable enemy: "This..."
Seeing him stuttering for a long time without being able to utter a word, Bo Heng felt annoyed. He couldn't even figure out such a small matter. He said coldly, "Get out."
"Okay!" Assistant Li's face lit up with joy and he ran away.
Miss Yuan Jiang's profile was cleaner than his face. If Mr. Bo continued to question him, he wouldn't be able to answer. What if he angered Mr. Bo and asked him to return the 100,000 yuan prize?!
Go first as a sign of respect!
The office fell into an eerie silence.
Bo Heng held a cigarette between his thin lips, and his thin white fingers played with a black metal lighter, occasionally tossing it into the air. Soon, he lit the cigarette and took a slow puff. The white smoke blurred his overly handsome facial features.
I could vaguely see a pair of narrow, dark eyes with scarlet blood swirling in the bottom.
He sat back in his chair, turned on the computer and clicked a few places at random, and the surveillance footage of Bo's house appeared.
Bo Heng watched Yuan Jiang choosing jewelry in the surveillance video thoughtfully. She seemed to like gems very much. The bigger the gems, the sweeter the smile on her face.
All the clothes she chooses are white.
Bo Heng took a closer look and his expression turned cold. The clothes she chose either exposed her arms or thighs. What was even more outrageous was that she actually chose a halter dress with a large back!
A large area of white, fragrant and soft skin of a woman flashed through his mind, pressed against his body and dripping with sweat. Bo Heng turned off the monitor with a "click".
He wanted to go back and pick out clothes for her himself.
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Thin House
Zhong Wei stood outside the huge cloakroom with a frustrated look on her face. Even though Assistant Li told her in person, she still couldn't believe it.
How could Bo Heng change his heart?
These clothes and jewelry should belong to her! How could it be another woman happily choosing them?
She doesn't want anything, and no one else is allowed to take it!
Zhong Wei rushed over and said with a dark face: "Hey! What's your name?"
Yuan Jiang turned around and looked at the angry former heroine. Her delicate lips curled up and her voice was soft: "I'm Yuan Jiang."
"Did you climb into Bo Heng's bed last night?!" Zhong Wei's face was full of disgust. She looked her up and down with scrutinizing eyes. When she saw the red marks on her fair neck, she felt a sour taste inexplicably welling up in her heart.
Yuan Jiang looked at her thoughtfully for a few seconds, then picked out a beautiful skirt and tried it on, then said slowly, "No."
"Bo Heng said he wanted to marry me and become my husband."
What! ?
Zhong Wei couldn't believe it, her nose crooked with anger. Seeing her trying on clothes so calmly, she snatched the clothes from Yuan Jiang's hand and cursed viciously: "Do you know who Bo Heng is? How could you climb into his bed?!"
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