Mommy got bullied by works

Chapter 252: Bo Jin Yu Takes All the Harm for Shen Ning Ran

    

hed the little one beside her scramble onto the sofa using both hands and feet. The posture was actually comical and adorable.Of course, a surprise for you!"You ditched your bodyguard just to buy this..."Ruo Ruo, I'm feeling a little unwell... Please help me..."

Shen Ningran looked up, gazing at the handsome face of the man inches from her own. He was looking down at her, and just as Shen Ningran was still hesitating about his words 'help me', the man grasped her small hand and pulled it downwards...

Shen Ningran's eyes widened instantly.

Bo Jinyu silently touched her hair, his fingers passing through her strands, pressing down on her lowered head and gently kissing it.

More than half an hour later...

Shen Ningran was finally let out of the bathroom. Her hair, which had just been dried not long ago, was drenched again.

Then Bo Jin Yu walked out, he had changed into a suit, looking cold and aloof, like a noble gentleman. There was no trace of the ruffian who held her hand in the bathroom and forced her to help him!

Although this suit is not as high quality as what he usually wears, it still looks sharp and stylish on him.

Shen Ningran glanced at him, and four words popped up in her mind—

A perfect imitation!

She turned her head away from him and busied herself picking up a hairdryer to style her hair.

Looking at the woman's face, as if she couldn't wait to punch him the next second, Bo Jin Yu felt a little like laughing.

He walked over and took the hairdryer from her hand.

"Don't worry, I grew arms myself, I can blow it myself."

"Are you tired now"

Shen Ningran turned her head and glared at him, "Slap!" she opened his hand.

Bo Jinyu wasn't annoyed either. As she combed and blew her hair dry, he said seriously: "You stay in this guesthouse for two days first."

Shén Níng Rǎn frowned immediately after hearing this, "Why"

Are you not planning on taking her back now

“Can you wait until I finish my work and then get back to me”

"The scenery here is pretty nice. You could go for a stroll, just to clear your head." Bao Jin Yu patiently persuaded her.

"Don't worry about the child, they're with the Bo family now, safe and sound. As for your company, with your best friend there, she's probably overwhelmed. I've sent someone to help her."

Shen Ningran listened silently, then asked, "Is this matter very serious for me this time"

Bo Jin's gaze drifted as if remembering something. She idly played with her hair and replied calmly, "Don't worry about it, leave it to me."

"I can't find that person, and you can't solve it without evidence."

Shen Ningran wasn't stupid; she had a general idea of what was going on.

She is not the kind of person who retreats from problems or hides away, leaving them for others to handle.

"I want to go back."

"Be good." Bo Jinyu patiently coaxed.

"Why should I listen to you" Shen Ningran slapped away his hand, stood up, and grabbed her clothes as if to go into the bathroom.

Bo Jinyu watched the woman's back, a wry smile on his face, his gaze falling on the medicine box beside him.

This medicine box didn't exist before, did she ask the boss for it Was it to help treat his wounds

Then Bo Jin'yi remembered the injury on his arm. He pursed his lips slightly, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

When Shen Ningran came out after changing her clothes, there was no sign of Bo Jinyu in the room.

Shen Ningran had a bad feeling.

She immediately ran out, able to see several of his bodyguards guarding the door. Shen Ningran ran downstairs.

The car downstairs is gone!

The boss, seeing her rushing down, pressed the calculator in her hand and said to her, "Girl, are you looking for your husband"

Where are the others

"He's gone."

"Gone"

“Right, they also told us to take good care of you. By the way, my wife made breakfast for you, come have some.”

The boss was a kind-looking man who, after putting down his computer, invited Shen Ningran to sit at the table next to him.

Shen Ningran frowned.

What a thin and graceful Jin Yu!

He didn't consult her at all, he just informed her!

Leave her here and walk away.

Shen Ningran furrowed her brow.

The boss and his wife brought out breakfast, and the wife warmly greeted her, "Girl, come over and have breakfast."

The boss was also happily chatting to himself nearby, “My wife usually doesn’t cook, but today since you’re here, I get to enjoy a good meal.”

Bo Jin'yi paid them a large sum of money, enough for their annual revenue. The boss and his wife were naturally delighted.

Shen Ningran glanced outside, "Boss, can I borrow your car for a drive"

"No."

Where's your car

When Shen Ningran came, she clearly saw that a car was parked beside her.

"You have been bought by your husband."

Shen Ningran, “…”

What a good one, Bo Jin Yu!

Okay, okay, okay!

Shen Ningran rubbed her forehead, and the proprietress came over to pull her, "Come sit down, see if it suits your taste."

Shen Ningran was dragged and seated, her mind racing. She had been brought here awake and calculated the distance, realizing that this place was probably quite far from the Imperial Capital.

Without any means of transportation, she couldn't go back at all, and she didn't know the way.

Shen Ningran resignedly picked up a steamed bun and gnawed on it.

"Boss, do you have a cell phone"

"Your husband bought it."

Shen Ningran, “...”

After having lunch, Shen Ningran sat outside wearing sunglasses and sunbathing.

The innkeeper and his wife kept giving her strange looks from the moment they started eating.

Shen Ningran had noticed.

This husband and wife seem like they can't keep things hidden for long either. They couldn't help themselves and came over, asking her, "Miss, are you... a fugitive"

Shen Ningran, who was drinking water, choked violently.

"Am I...a fugitive"

The proprietress nodded, tugging Shen Ningran inside, and pointed to the news on TV: "Look for yourself."

Shen Ningran watched the news playing on TV, her eyes narrowed.

The tall and imposing man with a cold expression on TV was none other than Bo Jin Yu, the very person who had left her here all alone.

He was facing a group of reporters with an impassive expression.

The reporter kept asking him questions:

"Mr. Bao, you vouched for Miss Shen. May I ask what your relationship with Miss Shen is"

"Mr. Bao, do you know that Miss Shen Ningran is the culprit who stabbed your mother By vouching for the culprit, are you being unfilial to your mother"

"Mr. Bao, you said you believe her, then does that mean you don't believe what your mother said"

These reporters, whether truly furious or acting on someone's instructions and with backing, asked one sharp question after another.

Bo Jinyu, who had remained silent all along, lifted his gaze and looked at the reporter. His thin lips parted slightly, and he said coldly, "Can you guarantee that everything you saw is true"

The reporter fell silent.

Bo Jin continued, "There's something else going on here. I believe her."

The boss and his wife gasped in admiration. The wife spoke first, "Miss, your husband is truly a man! What he's done is equivalent to carrying everything for you."

Shen Ningran pursed her lips.

No wonder they wouldn't let her return to the Imperial Capital.

The spread of this matter is more serious than she thought.

Zhou Zhi's confession, coupled with the fingerprints on the knife, has led the police to list her as a suspect and pursue her.

Bo Jin'yi applied to the police for bail pending trial, and the guarantor who stood surety for her was herself.

Is he… tying himself to her

Zhou Zhiran is his mother, and she is the suspect who hurt his mother. Bo Jin Yu vouched for this suspect, despite everyone believing her to be the culprit. You can imagine the immense pressure he must have endured doing so.

It's not just the pressure from Zhou Zhiruo and the old man, but also from the people outside.uan Xin Yue's voice was weak, her eyes looked pitifully at Bo Jin Yu, "A-Jin, it really is her, you don't believe me"Bo Jin's icy gaze swept across Guan Xin Yue, her eyes falling on her pale and weak...