1916. Chapter 1916 People's hearts under the mask [2]
As soon as he finished speaking, Bo Jinghan didn't even have the slightest intention of soliciting, and just strode in.
There is only one dim wall lamp on in the living room of the suite, which makes the large living room feel particularly dark and depressing.
In particular, the heavy curtains blocked the sea view outside the window...
"Tsk tsk, what a waste of natural resources! Secretary Rong is still the same as before. He doesn't understand what life is to enjoy. Living in this big sea view room, he even closes the curtains. Haha, I know, I thought you were sick.
, I don’t know, I thought you were out of your mind, or you did something shameful, and you were afraid of being seen.”
Walk straight to the curtain.
Bo Jinghan reached out and opened the curtains, letting the moonlight and stars outside the window shine in.
When she entered the room, she became the guest. She stood in front of the window, looking up at the blue sky, admiring the beautiful scenery of stars and a crescent moon in the night.
It was as if she had completely forgotten what she was here for.
But all this is just an illusion.
Bo Jinghan listened attentively, listening to Rong Rong's increasingly heavy breathing with a touch of anger, and listening to her footsteps approaching. The moment she stood still, she suddenly turned around and ordered in a commanding tone: "Here
I have a cup of coffee and double the milk. As for the sugar, you should know very well what to use instead, right? I think you have been a female spy by my uncle's side for so long, so it is impossible that you don't know what my taste is. Otherwise,
How could you stay so long?"
"Miss Bo..." Clenching his fists, Rong Rong gritted his teeth and looked at the overly beautiful face of the woman in front of him. He took a deep breath, stared at her, and said word by word: "You are the eldest lady.
You really can’t change your temper in a hundred years!”
"No way, it's natural."
At this moment, Bao Jinghan's smile was too dazzling for Rong Rong.
She is like a halo, covering the eclipsed crowds on the earth, making people crazy about her, crazy about her, and fascinated by her. And Rong Rong... always feels that she is the small halo covered by her light, no matter it is
At this moment, she was still in front of Bo Junchen. It seemed that as long as the fairy Bo Jinghan was around, her presence was minimal.
Especially Bo Junchen, whenever he mentions any detail related to this goblin, he will immediately enter a state of emergency. And even if she died in front of him, he would probably not look at him twice, and even
Maybe he felt that her blood stained his vision. At most, he would just put something called a pension into her account.
That is her value.
Rong Rong was thinking wildly, feeling sorry for himself for his pitiful value.
Bo Jinghan had already done it on the sofa, as relaxed as if she were at home. The pride in her bones added a lot of aura to her, which was beyond the reach of Rong Rong. There was even a real and clear sense of humiliation.
She felt that she had been forced by this woman and was about to be humbled to the ground.
"What are you thinking about? Secretary Rong, where is my coffee? As you know, I never like to wait." There was a hint of joking in his words, hiding a certain amount of amusement.
Bo Jinghan tilted his head, supported his forehead with one hand, and leaned on the armrest of the sofa to look at her.
It was obvious that she was looking up, but there was a sense of insignificance in her gaze that made people look down on her.
Rong Rong hated this feeling: "Miss Bo, I am no longer Mr. Bo's secretary. Please show some respect."
