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

"Hehe, son of a bitch?"

Bao Jinghan touched the dazzling earring on her right ear, and the formulaic smile on her lips became enchanting almost the moment she opened her mouth, full of unfathomable evilness: "I It's a son of a bitch, so what are you, dog father? Chi—"

"Hmph, you haven't learned to be good in all these years! Even the place that makes me hate it hasn't changed at all!"

Facing Bao Jinghan's ridicule, Ye Tengda stopped at the porch leading to the inner room, turned around and glared at Bao Jinghan.

Whispered angrily——

Bao Jinghan smiled slightly, the emotions in her eyes and brows were completely covered up by the evil nature and the charm emanating from her bones.

No matter how anyone looked at her, she couldn't detect the sharpness hidden in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, you have been old for five years and still remember how I made you hate. But Mr. Ye, what you said just now is really true. If I really behave myself, I will definitely not come back. Because... If I were an obedient child, I would have been killed by you and your family long ago! There is no chance for me to stand here and talk to you. Are you right, huh?"

Looking at Ye Tengda's gradually gloomy face, Bao Jinghan smiled more flamboyantly and charmingly.

She stretched out her hands to brush her hair, stared at Ye Tengda meaningfully, and added: "Also, Mr. Ye, please don't insult the dog. Dogs are extremely loyal animals. People who have been favored will be loyal. Unlike you, who watched his wife die unexpectedly, and can still mess around with a female beast. It is not as crazy as you, arranging long-range snipers, trying to shoot me! To say that you are a dog is to dirty this species, to say that you are a beast... I am afraid that even the beasts will feel ashamed!"

"Bo Jinghan—"

"Why, Director Ye was poked at a sore spot, and wants to turn into a beast and bite?"

Take another step forward.

Bao Jinghan and Ye Tengda stood opposite each other, confronting each other head-on.

Compared with Ye Tengda's serious and gloomy expression.

Bao Jinghan's expression was indifferent, as if he was strolling in the garden, elegant and calm.

Stand for a few seconds.

Ye Tengda suddenly raised his hand, and stretched out a finger from his clenched fist, pointing directly at the tip of Bao Jinghan's nose.

"For the sake of your dead mother and no one to teach me, I won't argue with you today. But—there will never be a second time, do you hear me!"

"Oh, when you say I'm uneducated, you'd better think about yourself first."

Looking down, Bao Jinghan calmed down his desire to pinch Ye Tengda's neck and strangle him to death.

Reaching out to brush the broken hair by the ear and pinning it behind the ear, he raised his eyes mockingly, "Also, please correct me. Director Ye, it is true that I have no mother to teach me, but neither has my father, not even for a day. You said, didn’t he die a long time ago? Let alone grow mushrooms on the eighteenth floor of hell, never to be reborn!”

"Bo Jinghan! I warn—"

"My ears are better than yours. I can hear."

Seeing that Ye Tengda became more angry, Bao Jinghan happened to be at this stall, interrupting him in a neutral manner.

And turned his eyes to Rong Jiahe, who had been watching the drama silently beside him, and gave him a look, "Director Ye, I'm not as leisurely as you are, so let's stop here for reminiscing about the past. I think we should get down to business first ,what do you think?"