Chapter 1083: I Don't Want You to Suffer

Are those people really Nan Jiaojiao’s friends?

What backing does she have herself?

Even the Ye Family doesn’t care.

“I’m asking you a question!”

Ye Congwen snapped back to reality; he hadn’t heard what Lin Shuyun said clearly, only replied, “I don’t know.

We’ll be going back to the old residence for dinner tomorrow; let’s call her back then and ask.”

Lin Shuyun sneered, “Do you think you can summon the young lady?

Overestimating yourself.”

She didn’t want to bother with Ye Congwen, so she pulled Ye Shiqing away, taking care of her tenderly with every step, unlike the harsh tone she used when facing Nan Jiaojiao.

Inside the car.

Bo Yanching really wanted to push away the thing clinging to him, but couldn’t bear to; instead, he held her tightly, tilting her chin up, “Why didn’t you let me go out just now?”

“I didn’t want you to be wronged.”

“…

…”

If only she hesitated for a second, his anger wouldn’t have subsided so quickly.

“What are they anyway, thinking they can make me suffer?”

“Yes, yes,” Nan Jiaojiao caressed his chest, “My Third Master is the best, no one can make you suffer, I won’t allow it.”

“Stop joking with me!”

Bo Yanching wasn’t buying it, “Find a time, take me to the Ye Family, I’ll settle all this trouble for you once and for all.”

“No.”

Nan Jiaojiao refused without even thinking.

She didn’t even look at Bo Yanching’s face, just hearing his sudden change in breathing, hesitated a moment before changing her answer, “When the time is right.”

“When will it be right?”

He insisted on asking, Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t answer, so she had to reply perfunctorily, “Next time?”

Who was she asking!

It was obvious she was just trying to brush it off.

Bo Yanching wanted to argue with her, but feared saying too much would make him seem unreasonable.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the anger building in his chest, opened his arms to rest on the chair behind her, “Lean over yourself.”

As soon as he spoke, Nan Jiaojiao immediately snuggled into his embrace.

“Are you going to school tomorrow?” he asked.

“No, I’ve been on leave for so long; might as well play for a couple more days.”

She had already completed all her university coursework and the projects she did for the school lab were enough to cover any academic credits.

Yet the school folks always found reasons to pester her, wouldn’t rest until they drained her dry,

She was dodging as fast as she could.

Going back wouldn’t make a difference, better not to go.

“Then tomorrow come with me to the office, stay in my office.”

“What?”

If he said that, Nan Jiaojiao was no longer sleepy; she didn’t stay in his embrace but straightened up like a bent wooden plank, only her eyes fixated on him.

“Why would I go when you’re working?”

“What are you doing at home?”

Nan Jiaojiao replied confidently, “Sleeping, life’s too short to waste.”

Bo Yanching frowned, refusing to relent, “No, come with me tomorrow, stay where I can see you, then I can rest assured.”

“No, I won’t,” Nan Jiaojiao shook his arm, “I’ll play with Zhenzhen, or go to the old residence to accompany grandma, hang out with Qingshan.”

He had no opinions on the first two.

But that Bo Qingshan, the guy always eyed Nan Jiaojiao covetously.

Once when he was visiting the old residence, he whimsically checked Bo Qingshan’s browser.

The history searches instantly aged him with anger.

For instance:

How to quickly grow taller.

How to grow up fast.

How to steal a corner from one’s uncle.

How to make a much older sister into one’s pretty wife.

Is there such a thing as a child husband, is it possible to marry in at age eleven?