Boss on top: My wife is too hot

The car is driving on the asphalt road.

Ren Jing sitting in the back seat was silent for a long time without speaking, and the driver in front also looked nervous, looking at this tall woman from the rearview mirror from time to time, not daring to show his air.

Even the driver knew that since the man from Zhang's family left, Ren Jing had a strange temperament, and she always had a straight face on weekdays. Except for her own son Zhang Bo, she seemed to dislike anyone and everything.

Especially facing Jiang Xiyuan, Ren Jing seemed to be facing the number one enemy. The strong desire to protect her son was aroused, and she always had suspicions about Jiang Xiyuan.

This time when he came to find Jiang Xiyuan, the driver was also very helpless and tried to call Zhang Bo, but the fear of Ren Jing never dissipated.

Ren Jing in the back seat was very preoccupied. It took her a long time to take out her phone, edited a text message to an unfamiliar number, and pressed the send button after confirmation.

Although Ren Jing has a grudge against every strange woman who appears next to Zhang Bo, but as long as that person is not Jiang Xiyuan who is very difficult to train, Ren Jing can work hard to make her her own.

Thinking of this, Ren Jing's face softened a little.

"Tick."

The cell phone on the dressing table rang.

Lin Wanbai, who was sitting at the table waiting for the good news, took the mobile phone expressionlessly, opened it, and there were only three words written on it: Mingzhutang.

The text message was not signed, nor did it contain any redundant information, but just these three words made Lin Wanbai's bright red lips slightly raised, and the previous solemn expression seemed to dissipate.

Needless to say, the person who told her the place name at this time must be the person Zhang Bo is closest to.

It seems that it is indeed useful to keep Jiang Qian, after all, by using her hand to push Ren Jing, it is also for Lin Wanbai himself!

In fact, it is easy to find out Zhang Bo's whereabouts, but she has no reason to justify her rashness. If Zhang Bo's mother gave her a clear indication at this time, then the action will be more well-founded.

In fact, what Ren Jing said was a kind of recognition for Lin Wanbai.

Such a good thing, how could Lin Wanbai let himself fail again?

"Miss, the bath water has been put in. The temperature is specified by you. The petals are also the roses you are used to. The masseur is also waiting inside. May I ask you to go in now or wait a little longer?" The maid came into the room Finally, he said respectfully to Lin Wanbai.

"A habit is a habit, but it's not very good for me. The same is true for everything. No matter how accustomed you are, things that don't suit you still need to be replaced in time." Lin Wanbai casually picked up the wooden comb and faced the mirror Gently combing her soft hair, her eyes were sharp. "If you put it by your side, sooner or later it will harm others and yourself."

The maid was slightly startled, she didn't know what Lin Wanbai meant, she just guessed timidly, "Miss, do you want to change another kind of petals?"

"What do you know? Talking to you is like playing the piano to a cow!" Lin Wanbai glanced at the maid, put down the comb and began to wipe the lipstick again, carefully swept away the excess color, looked again and again, and then ordered, "still Hurry up and ask the driver to prepare, I'm going to Mingzhutang."

"Yes, miss." The maid didn't dare to speak back when she was scolded, she quickly nodded in response to Lin Wanbai's order.

After the maid left, Lin Wanbai took a closer look at his gentle attire and confirmed his elegant demeanor, before slowly walking downstairs.