Mr. Bo, my wife is going on a date with someone again.

Chapter 113 He will never do it again

Still thinking about Shen Wanci, who was kind enough to be a matchmaker: "??"

She widened her eyes and watched in surprise as Jiang Yazhu lied without changing his expression, her mind filled with exclamation points.

When did she vomit?
And compared with Jian Weining, who was so weak that he could hardly breathe, he was so energetic that he could kill a cow on the spot. How could he look like he was sick?

But Shen Wanci's series of psychological activities did not affect the media's focus on her. Some of them were well-informed and had heard about it, but they had never been seen together, and there was no official announcement. So I don’t know if it’s true or false.

Now that Jiang Yazhu, the mother-in-law, has admitted it herself, how can it be false?

"Mrs. Bo, do you know about Miss Jian entering the auction with your husband's invitation letter?"

"Does Miss Jian know about your marriage to Mr. Bo?"

Knowing that nothing could be asked from Bo Jingzhou, most of the reporters gathered in front of Shen Wanci. The main wife tearing up the mistress has been a hot topic since ancient times.

The mistress is still half a public figure.

There will be headlines tomorrow.

There were too many people around and it was so crowded that two microphones almost hit Shen Wanci's face several times.

Bo Jingzhou frowned and walked over in a few steps. Passing by Jian Weining on the way, a pale-faced woman suddenly stopped in front of him: "I know you sent those photos of you and Shen Wanci when they came out of the hotel to the media. .”

The incident was quite a big deal, and she had seen the news abroad, but it might also be because she kept an eye on Bo Jingzhou.

At that time, she still found it strange that some media were not afraid of death and dared to expose his scandal.

The reason why it was said to be a scandal was because Jian Weining didn't want to believe it, that as soon as she left, he checked into a room with another woman.

But as the situation intensified, that ridiculous self-deception could no longer deceive myself.

Bo Jingzhou's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed across his narrow eyes, but his voice remained unchanged, just lower: "Aning, are you threatening me?"

Ah Ning...

This title that had never changed from beginning to end only made Jian Weining want to laugh.

Because she knew that this title that sounded particularly intimate to others was not because Bo Jingzhou still had feelings for her, but just because he was too lazy to change it.

In his opinion, there is no difference whether he is called An Ning, Xiao Jian, Ning Ning or Jian Weining, it is just a code name.

Since there is no difference, why bother with the same title.

"Jing Zhou, I am a public figure. The next tour will be in Kyoto in half a month."

So no bad scandals can be spread.

It has to be said that Jian Weining has made progress after taking classes during this period, and knows how to make progress by retreating.

If she had been aloof, arrogant and aloof from the world, she would not have taken a step back, preferring to lose both sides.

Jiang Yazhu looked through the gap and saw the two of them standing face to face, flirting with each other, and almost fainted from anger. She was trying her best to chase his wife here, while he was openly defending his mistress over there.

Sensing her resentment, Bo Jingzhou withdrew his gaze from Jian Weining and looked past her without saying a word.

Shen Wanci held the microphone closest to her. She couldn't hold it and started to slap her mouth. She was afraid that if she opened her mouth and the people behind squeezed her, the microphone would be stuffed directly into her mouth.

She answered the media's questions with a smile: "Sorry, regarding the relationship between Mr. Bo and Miss Jian, the person involved is at the scene. It will be clearer if you ask them." Bo Jingzhou walked through the circle of reporters and walked towards Shen Wanci.

The crowd automatically parted a lane to allow him to pass.

Shen Wanci's clear voice came through the microphone: "As for Mr. Bo and I... we are in the process of divorce. Once the divorce certificate is issued, we will notify the media as soon as possible."

"I'm sorry," was Bo Jingzhou's voice. He walked through the crowd, took Shen Wanci's hand, and pulled her into his arms in front of everyone: "My wife has been a little moody lately and likes to joke."

One of the female reporters joked: "Then she must be pregnant. Pregnant women have greater emotional ups and downs, and Mr. Bo will be affected."

Bo Jingzhou's mood improved visibly: "I'd like to give you your kind words."

Any reporter who can come to such an occasion is no longer a newcomer. I have watched Bo Jingzhou countless times before. I have never seen him so polite and talkative. He even used honorifics. He was even more convinced: Mr. Bo and Mrs. Bo have a positive relationship. concentrated.

Shen Wanci turned her head to look at him and said in a guttural voice: "Those who tell lies will be struck by lightning and will never lie again."

Bo Jingzhou lowered his head slightly and said in the same guttural voice: "Are you hinting to me that you really have to have one?"

Some people don't believe it and want to dig a hole: "Then what is the relationship between Mr. Bo and Miss Jian? What she just took seems to be your invitation letter."

This question brought the focus back to those two people.

Bo Jingzhou said calmly: "Ms. Jian and I have been friends for many years. The invitation letter was just a favor. It was not carefully considered and caused everyone to misunderstand. It also caused unnecessary trouble to Miss Jian. I'm sorry."

Shen Wanci didn't even bother to expose him, and no one with a brain would believe it.

Is it difficult for Bo Jingzhou to ask the organizer for a new one?
Not to mention an old fox who has been in the mall for many years, any individual knows what it means to give an invitation letter with your name to the other party.

After getting rid of the media, in order to let them spend more time together, Jiang Yazhu excused herself to chat with her friends for a while and let them go in first.

Shen Wanci raised her chin, with a flamboyant smile on her lips: "Do you really want to have both?"

He not only wanted to preserve Jian Weining's reputation, but also held her back from getting a divorce.

Bo Jingzhou frowned and warned in a deep voice: "Shen Wanci, don't make blind guesses."

Shen Wanci smiled when his full name was called and looked at him without evading: "I won't let you have both."

After saying that, he left her behind and strode into the auction hall. Shen Wanci came with Jiang Yazhu, and was in the front row with Bo Jingzhou, with a good view.

As soon as Shen Wanci sat down, Bo Jingzhou arrived, "You are representing the Bo family now. There are still media here, so don't mess around."

Although he didn't know what she was going to do, with Bo Jingzhou's understanding of her, he would definitely cause an embarrassing situation.

"Now if you stand up and yell that we are divorced, then nothing I can do will harm the face of your Bo family."

Bo Jingzhou sneered and said word by word: "Don't even think about divorce."

Shen Wanci rolled her eyes, took out the earplugs from her bag and was about to plug her ears when she felt a shadow cast on her.

"Late porcelain."

A familiar male voice fell condescendingly into her ears. Shen Wanci raised her head and looked at the person. A sincere smile suddenly appeared on her sarcastic face: "He Yi?"

(End of this chapter)