A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

Bao Jinghan's fingers were still the same as before, knocking on the folder on the desktop repeatedly, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, showing an intriguing arc.

Ivan, who was sitting directly opposite her, also looked at her with a smile, and his eyes fell on her fair and slender fingers. Although his ears could not hear the rustling sound of the knuckles tapping on the document, they fell into his eyes following the movement, He became as if he heard the rhythmic sound.

Knock, knock, knock...

The beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slowly.

The curled light-colored eyelashes concealed the evil that flashed across his eyes.

Ivan also put his body on his elbows, leaning on the soft sofa chair, his hands folded, his fingers pressed against each other, habitually flying quickly, like two dancing butterflies.If anyone noticed it at this time and looked at it seriously, they would probably be dizzy by this little movement of his thinking, right?

When she came back to her senses, Bao Jinghan happened to look in his direction.

Seeing his small gesture, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

But did not speak.

But at this time, the Seventh Elder, who had been silent all this time and regarded himself as an invisible existence, slowly raised his head, coughed a few times, and after drawing everyone's attention, he opened his mouth to break the strange silence in the room atmosphere.

"May I ask Miss Bo, why did you bring up your second child at this time? Did he do something that was not good enough, or did you think he was good enough, so you took this opportunity to publicly praise him, huh?!"

The Seventh Elder's words were very delicate.

But regardless of whether his subtle words meant good or bad, just the slightly warning ending sound, and when he turned his head to look at Bao Jinghan, the cold and sharp gaze he cast on Bao Jinghan, all of them could not be ignored. It is enough to explain that he is dissatisfied with Bao Jinghan's mention of the Second Elder at this time.

It was clear that he was warning Bao Jinghan not to talk nonsense.

At the same time, it also hinted at her, and hoped that she would be sensible and follow the direction of his words.

But it's a pity that from the day he stepped into the temple, Bao Jinghan had already resolved his worries.At this moment, she didn't feel that she would have any handle left for these old guys to catch.Therefore, she didn't save face for these guys anymore.Anyway, her goal is to tear up her face, force these elders to show their true colors, and take the opportunity of rectifying the temple to make this messy water even more muddy!

It would be even better if it could stir up the waves and directly overturn these "front wave" elders wandering on the beach!

Facing the seventh elder's dark, temperatureless eyes with a half smile but not a smile, Bao Jinghan's eyes were still calm and calm, making it impossible to see any thoughts.

Their eyes met for almost an instant, and with the downcast eyes of the Seventh Elder, he and Bao Jinghan narrowed their eyes again, ending the short confrontation.

Seeing the Seventh Elder sitting down, Bao Jinghan raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his eyes and glanced at the hideous and wretched guy who was being suppressed by the First Elder, but still looked up and glared at her fiercely.

Unconsciously, he snorted coldly in his heart again, and then opened his mouth unhurriedly, saying: "Seventh Elder, what do you think the Second Elder has that is qualified for me to publicly praise you at such a serious meeting?" His? Should he be praised for his greed, or should he be praised, how shameless is his behavior of embezzling the funds belonging to the temple, filling his own pockets, and honoring everyone?"