Chapter 455: Tang Yu, Self-Harm

hand against the door, "Hey—"The elderly man inside seemed unwilling to pay her any attention. He just gave a cold and indifferent response. Hearing Jun Zhim牧's complaint, "Buy me some fried noodles...Qiao Baoer's domestic sedan was still parked in the company parking lot. This morning, she had to ask Junjia's driver to take her and Jun Zhiyan to work together.

Jo Bao'er sat alertly far away from Jun Zhiyan, keeping her distance. Back at the company, she tried to attend a meeting with Fat Girl and the others but was once again excluded. She wasn't good at discussing projects anyway, so she just listened quietly as they excitedly chatted until the meeting ended.

"Is Qiao Bao'er from the same family as that delicate girl"

"I saw them get back to the company in the same car today..." As the two female news anchors walked out of the meeting room, they huddled together to gossip.

Qiao Bao'er was walking behind them, and suddenly spoke up, "She picked me up halfway and gave me a ride back to the company."

The two female colleagues in front were startled and blushed. They turned to look at her, awkwardly chuckling, "Oh, I see." They quickly dispersed.

Jo Bao'er stood there, eyeing the small company of about twenty people. She let out a snort and said, "Such a small place, yet so much drama. It's like a pond with too many turtles."

It seemed her muttering roused the interest of the ancient coin in her jacket pocket, [Why are you still here wasting time]

"Bored, just passing the time." Qiao Baoer thought for a moment, she couldn't find any real reason.

"I don't."

Miss Qiao refused others directly, and the ancient coin let out a roar, as if it had just realized that persuading this woman to help was not easy.

When Qiao Baoer was about to get off work in the afternoon, she received a call from Jun Zhimu. “What Are you asking me to accompany you to a charity gala”

She thought about it for a moment, finding it strange. "You didn't used to like these kinds of gatherings, why suddenly want me to accompany you this time"

"You are my wife," Kin no Maki explained.

It is only natural for a wife to be her husband's companion.

"Is there a conspiracy here" Qiao Bao'er felt something was fishy. He usually didn't let her attend.

When Jun's usual gentle tone failed, he switched to a more assertive one. "I'll pick you up at your company at 6:00 PM," he said before hanging up.

"I don't want you," Qiao Baoer immediately refused into the phone, "Don't come over..."

“I can’t see people!” He was getting annoyed.

"Shoot the bird that sticks out its head, do you know"

Joe Baoer explained to him earnestly, "Anyway, don't come over, I'll drive myself... &am;am; ... No, it's rush hour going to the east of the city &am;am; That's even more congested, oh well, why did you have to make me go to that charity gala in that stuffy place I don't know what to talk about with those rich ladies."

At last, Qiao Baoer made her own decision.

"You, my boss, are coming to work early. Meet me downstairs at my company. Remember, park your car at least 500 meters away from my company entrance, preferably in a back alley."

Junzhi Mu held the phone that had already been hung up, "...". She had learned to order him around.

How did Lord Jun take a liking to you

Qiao Bao'er, over there, suddenly asked her quite seriously.

Jo Baoer tidied up the files on the table, as usual, ignoring it. "It's none of your business,"

"Haha, thanks so much for caring about my husband and me."

Qiao Baoer had nothing to do in the afternoon. She spent time on her desk, always feeling like it seemed to know her and all her relatives around her.

Gu Bi let out a cold laugh, and then that ethereal voice vanished.

Qiao Baor finished her work and clocked out around 6 p.m. As she left the building on the first floor, she glanced around. Eighty meters to her left, a silver-gray Rolls Royce stood out prominently.

She pulled open the passenger seat and sat right in.

Jun Zhi Mu also leaned over to fasten her seat belt for her. “Why are you suddenly so nice to me” she was surprised, thinking he would frown and be unwilling to hide in this corner to pick her up.

Jun Zhi Mu drove with smooth, graceful movements. "Haven't I been good to you all along"

"It's not that...it's just that you're usually too busy."

She also didn't know, it seemed that after Tang Yu came back, he stayed at home for longer.

Junzhi Mu didn't consider her feminine thoughts. He stared straight ahead and casually told her, "I'll take you to a beauty salon for a haircut and change into your evening gown first... The banquet starts at 10 pm. Let the hotel deliver whatever you want to eat."

"Why do your rich people's charity galas always have to be held in the middle of the night" Qiao Baoer kicked at the ridiculously expensive car beside her, bored.

"Kick harder, and I'll turn around and take you to the hospital."

Junzhi's shepherd didn't care about the party much, and when he saw his child kicking the car board like a kid, he was really annoyed.

Qiao Bao'er retracted her foot and sat down obediently.

The journey wasn't very long, but there was a bit of traffic. Qiao Baoer tried to find something to talk about and asked him, "Junzhi Mu, I've been thinking about getting a pet..."

What to raise

"I don't know," she thought for a moment, "but there are a few pretty cute squirrels near Lu Qinan's house..."

After a while.

Junzhi Mu said, "Let's find someone to bring the squirrel home tomorrow." That was his decision.

Joe Baobao looked at him, astonished. He was openly bragging about stealing! Truly worthy of a big capitalist.

Someone once said that romance itself is a rather boring thing.

Romance could also simply be two people sitting in traffic together, chatting about trivial things.

So-called charity balls, in Qiao Bao'er's view, were simply gatherings of idle rich people who drank, chatted, and flattered each other.

In short, she disliked such pretentious and ostentatious occasions.

"This is the granddaughter-in-law of the Jun family, it's nice to meet you."

Qiaobaer had no time to relax, a group of noblewomen surrounded her, “We wanted to invite you to our gatherings long ago... People went to inquire, and Zhi Mu's nephew doesn't like you going out to socialize.”

Jo Baoer smiled faintly, but her eyes didn't.

She didn't even get a chance to speak. They rushed to talk, boasting like they had achieved something great, "Our Patriarch and Jun's Patriarch were old friends, and our company has also had a long-term cooperation with yours. My father often praises your grace and composure, and he tells me to learn from you, Bao’er…”

"My mother-in-law also said that she hopes I have the opportunity to get to know you more. She wants to learn a lot of etiquette and customs from you..."

Finally, they unanimously decided, “Bao’er is really the most suitable to be the charity chairman of our project.”

Joe Bao'er was stunned, "What"

She was daydreaming, that bastard Jun Zhi Mu had just dumped her in this pile of women. What kind of charity chairman would make such a decision She hadn't heard a word they were saying.

Qiao Bao'er was being pestered by these women, she gave an embarrassed smile and pointed randomly with her finger, making up a lie, "I'm sorry, my husband is looking for me, I have to go now..."

These matrons didn't mind her cool reception, instead eagerly calling out to her figure, "Zhi Mu, they are calling you. There must be something important."

"Bao'er, slow down a bit, your mermaid skirt is a little long..." His voice was full of concern.

Joe Bao'er listened, goosebumps rising on her pale arms.who was the third party Guan Lei, if you dare to slander her again, I'll have it out with you!"Qiao Bao'er was furious. She pushed away several guests and grabbed Guan Lei's long hair, slapping her ha...