Chapter 104: What Do I Need to Do for You to Calm Down

“Tingting, only she, Nan Jiaojiao, would dare come directly to Master Bo to demand an explanation.”

Yaen Chi chuckled sardonically, seeing through the situation.

He stood up and offered cigarettes around, toasted the others, and then ushered out the people who had been cowering with fear at the table.

Bo Yanching watched Nan Jiaojiao’s fierce yet cute demeanor with a gaze soaked in indulgence.

He’d never seen her this angry before and wanted to take a longer look, but he knew he needed to pacify her first.

“There, there, my good girl, I wouldn’t dare do anything to you.

Tell me what you want, and I’ll make it up to you.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s brow relaxed slightly.

She hadn’t thought things through in her anger.

Now that he asked, it sounded like she was trying to extort something from him.

Bo Yanching took out his wallet and hooked a black card with his finger.

As he was pulling out the card halfway, Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes turned fierce, and she huffed, “I don’t want it, do I lack your money?!”

“…”

Did she just say what?

Bo Yanching, Third Master Bo, one of the top few on the wealth rankings, with wealth rivaling nations, was being retorted by a young girl with: I lack your money?

Bo Yanching stuffed the card back into his wallet, unable to suppress a laugh, “It’s my fault.

So tell me, what do you want me to do to appease you?”

Nan Jiaojiao had a headache.

She pinched her arm and said coldly, “Your person, you take care of her.

Keep her away from me.”

“Okay,” Bo Yanching agreed without hesitation.

Nan Jiaojiao turned and walked away, picking up speed until she reached the stairs, where she leaned on the railing to look back.

Her mind was now clear, and recalling the bold statement she made earlier, she broke into a cold sweat from fear.

Back on the first floor in the restaurant, Lu Zhenzhen was still sitting on the back of the sofa, smoking.

Seeing Nan Jiaojiao come down, she immediately put out her cigarette.

Waving her over, “Babe, over here.”

The restaurant had returned to its original state, the carpet without a single wrinkle and the tables replaced, covered with new tablecloths.

The two destroyed surveillance cameras were also replaced.

It was as clean and tidy as it had been when they first came to dine.

The bodyguards had also disappeared.

But Nan Jiaojiao looked displeased, “Did you pay for this?”

“Like I have money to burn.

Don’t worry, someone else footed the bill.”

Lu Zhenzhen winked at her and called over a waiter to pick up two boxes of packed food.

“I ordered two extra dishes for you, they’re still hot, perfect for eating when you get home.”

Knowing that Nan Jiaojiao wouldn’t waste food, she didn’t dare suggest going somewhere else to eat.

Sure enough, the statement struck a chord with Nan Jiaojiao, and her expression softened a bit.

She willingly picked up a food box and asked, “And you?”

“Ah Zhe is off work.

I’ll take you home first, then go find him for supper,” Lu Zhenzhen answered.

Nan Jiaojiao had no objections.

As they reached the entrance, a person at a nearby table stood up and called out to them with a delicate and tender voice.

“Sister.”

Nan Jiaojiao and Lu Zhenzhen turned their heads simultaneously, their expressions instantly turning cold.

“Miss Lu,” Ye Shiqing shrank back a bit, not daring to look at Lu Zhenzhen.

She smiled at Nan Jiaojiao with deep meaning, “So, sister and Miss Lu are friends.

I really didn’t expect that.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s headache worsened, especially upon seeing Shen Shichu, who was sitting with a cold expression, looking at her.

As their eyes met, he stood up and walked over, staring intensely at Nan Jiaojiao before extending his hand to Lu Zhenzhen, “Miss Lu, hello, I’m Shen Shichu, Jiaojiao’s fiancé.”

Lu Zhenzhen didn’t move, looking at him with a half-smile, “How coincidental, President Shen is also here.

Bringing your mistress out for a meal?”