Madam wants a divorce, paranoid Mr. Bo turns into a loyal dog in seconds

"Ah?" After hearing what he said, Ruan Ruan was stunned.

"I'll take you to meet some people. Maybe we can cooperate in the future. What, you don't want to?" Bo Simu asked.

Although they were married, they had only received the marriage certificate not long ago, and they were not familiar with each other yet. It would be understandable for Bo Simu to ask her to be his female companion.

"I……"

"If you don't want to, forget it."

Ruan Ruan hesitated for a moment and then agreed, "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Ruan began to pack his things.

When she changed her clothes and went downstairs, she found Bo Simu standing at the door waiting for her.

He is tall and tall, wearing a simple black suit. The gems on his cufflinks reflect the dazzling light. His whole person exudes the unique charm of a successful man.

Ruan Ruan was stunned and stared at him blankly for a few seconds before reacting. He quickly lowered his head and called softly: "Husband."

"Yes." Bo Simu responded, stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and held her tightly.

"What's wrong?" Ruan Ruan asked softly.

"It's nothing." Bo Simu said, hugging her and walking towards the car.

After getting in the car, the driver took the two people to their destination.

Arrive at the banquet venue half an hour later.

"Follow me and don't run around, you know?" Bo Simu warned again before getting off the car.

"Oh." Ruan Ruan nodded obediently.

"Be good." Bo Simu stroked her head lovingly, then opened the car door and walked out.

Looking at Bo Simu's disappearing background, Ruan Ruan took a deep breath before getting out of the car and following him.

In the banquet hall, guests gathered, dressed in fragrant clothes, and the luxurious crystal chandeliers shone on everyone, reflecting their elegant and noble postures. They drank and drank, showing off the aristocratic style.

As soon as Ruan Ruan entered the hall, he felt a pair of cold eyes falling on him. Looking along the line of sight, he saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

It was a woman about twenty years old, with a gorgeous appearance, exquisite makeup, and bright facial features. She was wearing a nude pink dress, a shining diamond necklace around her neck, and eight-centimeter high heels. She looked like a lady in the prime of life. .

However, Ruan Ruan always felt that this woman was very familiar.

She seemed to have seen it somewhere.

"Let me introduce you. This is Miss Song Qiqi, the daughter of the Song family and also my partner." Bo Simu took Ruan Ruan's hand and introduced to everyone, "Miss Song, this is my wife, Ruan Ruan."

"Hello." As soon as Bo Simu finished speaking, Song Qiqi took the initiative to shake hands with her.

"Hello." Ruan Ruan touched her hand politely and then let go.

"Miss Ruan is so beautiful, no wonder she can marry a handsome and wealthy man like Brother Simu." Song Qiqi praised.

"Thank you." Ruan Ruan smiled lightly, not used to this way of chatting.

Bo Simu noticed the subtle changes in her expression and couldn't help but squeeze her palm.

"Let's go." He said, holding Ruan Ruan's hand and walking into the banquet hall.

Because they arrived earlier, except for a few people in the banquet hall, everyone else was chatting.

Bo Simu took Ruan Ruan to the private room on the second floor to rest and wait for the hotel staff to come up and deliver the food.

"You sit down and rest for a while. I'll go to the bathroom." After Bo Simu finished speaking, he got up and walked out.

Ruan Ruan originally wanted to follow him, but finally stopped and sat on the sofa.

She looked around the room. The room was very elegantly decorated, and there was an oil painting hanging on the wall. The painting style was simple and elegant, with a vague sense of mystery.

As he was watching, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Ruan Ruan asked doubtfully. She didn't remember asking the waiter to bring tea and snacks. Could it be that Bo Simu forgot to do so?

"Hello, Miss Ruan, I am a waiter at the hotel. This is tea for you and Mr. Bo. I wish you a pleasant meal." After the waiter finished speaking, he put down the tea and left.

The tea and snacks were served just now and are still steaming.

Ruan Ruan took a sip, and then slowly continued to admire the oil paintings on the wall.

"Do you like it here?" Bo Simu's voice suddenly sounded.

Ruan Ruan was startled, and turned her head to look at him in shock, "You, when did you come back?"

"Just got back." Bo Simu walked to her and sat down, then took her hand and put her body in his arms, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

"Not hungry." Ruan Ruan shook his head.

When Bo Simu saw this, he didn't force her.

Ruan Ruan looked at his profile and suddenly asked, "Why did you bring me to the banquet?"

"This is arranged by my father. I hope you can integrate into the life of the upper class." Bo Simu replied calmly.

"But I..." Ruan Ruan wanted to explain but didn't know how, so he could only remain silent.

"What's wrong?" Bo Simu asked with concern.

"Nothing." Ruan Ruan lowered his head and bit his lip.

She wasn't very good at lying, and things like this were impossible to explain.

Bo Simu raised his eyes and stared at her. After a moment, he suddenly said something that Ruan Ruan didn't expect, "You never believed me before that night, right?"

Ruan Ruan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He actually saw through it!

"Well, I really didn't believe you at the time, so I hid." She admitted truthfully without any cover-up.

Hearing this, Bo Simu's eyes were as gentle as water. He reached out and touched her cheek, with a doting tone, "Fool, I tried my best to avoid hurting you that night."

Ruan Ruan raised her eyes and looked at him blankly, saying nothing.

She had a thousand words in her mind, but she didn't dare to ask them at the moment.

Because she was afraid, what if he really did those things because he loved her?

If he really didn't love her, then wouldn't her efforts have been in vain?

Bo Simu saw her reaction in his eyes and couldn't help laughing, "You girl, what have you been thinking about all day long?"

"..." Ruan Ruan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"Don't think too much. You are my wife now. From now on, treat me as your family. I will always protect you." Bo Simu promised solemnly.

The tip of Ruan Ruan's nose was slightly sour, and her heart felt warm.

Seeing her eyes turning red, Bo Simu reached out and rubbed the top of her head, "Good girl."

Tonight's charity auction, Bo Simu specially prepared a dress for Ruan Ruan. It was champagne color, with pearls inlaid on the skirt, elegant and noble.

"Thank you." Ruan Ruan took the dress and stared at him with gratitude, "Thank you."

"Idiot, thank you for nothing." Bo Simu pinched the tip of her nose, "Hurry up and change your clothes and put on makeup. It's almost time."

"Okay." Ruan Ruan nodded, holding the dress and walking towards the dressing room.

Bo Simu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with one hand in his pocket and a wine glass in the other hand, taking a sip of red wine. His deep, dark black eyes stared at the busy traffic downstairs, thoughtfully.

About twenty minutes later, Ruan Ruan came out of the dressing room, wearing a violet tube top fishtail skirt that highlighted her skin, making her charming and charming.