Chapter 1105: Dragging Him to Hell

As the host, Chu Yao was of no help at all, crying away to the side.

Nan Jiaojiao went to get a bowl on her own, opened the rice cooker, but it was empty.

“There’s no rice, only vegetables, I’m too lazy to steam it.

Let’s make do,” Lu Zhenzhen appeared behind her.

Nan Jiaojiao turned around, raised both hands, and handed the bowl to Lu Zhenzhen as if offering tribute.

The three of them sat at the dining table to eat, and there was a moment of silence.

Until Lu Zhenzhen asked, “What’s going on with you?”

Chu Yao paused, “Qiao Man woke up.”

Lu Zhenzhen blurted out, “Who?”

She was asking Nan Jiaojiao, who didn’t know either, foolishly took out her phone, opened Baidu, and heard Chu Yao say, “Mo Tingshen’s fiancée, the one I hit into a vegetative state back then.”

Nan Jiaojiao and Lu Zhenzhen exchanged a glance.

“Oh.”

“How does that concern you?”

“She woke up, who could hinder whom?

All debts are paid.

If it weren’t for the Qiao Family, I wouldn’t have spent three years in prison, but I was willing, don’t like owing people.

It’s good she’s awake, if she lay there for a lifetime, I’d feel guilty, and it would drain my money.”

Chu Yao never went to see Qiao Man.

But she always wired money to the hospital.

Even after being released, the Qiao Family came to extort her several times behind Mo Tingshen’s back, asking for big amounts and she paid them.

She didn’t have anyone holding her back in Rongcheng City, Qiao Man was one.

Now that she’s awake, there’s even less reason for her to stay, and she couldn’t bear to watch Mo Tingshen marry another woman in person.

Though he never owed her anything.

Whenever Chu Yao saw Mo Tingshen, a dark, secret corner in her heart would stir.

Always wanting to drag him to hell with her.

“So that’s why you’re moving to the Capital City?” Lu Zhenzhen asked.

“Yeah,” Chu Yao took a sip of wine, suddenly becoming melancholic, “It’s all good.”

Lu Zhenzhen kept quiet.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t know what to say either, silently picking at her food.

When they finished eating, Chu Yao was already drunk.

The two of them carried Chu Yao to the bed, and the dining table was a mess.

Nan Jiaojiao intended to tidy up, but Lu Zhenzhen stopped her.

She contacted a cleaning service to come the next day to clean up.

It was late into the night.

Lu Zhenzhen had Gao Zhe pick her up.

Nan Jiaojiao waited for the elevator for a while, but it never came, so she decided to take the stairs up.

Entered the password, returned home, the living room light was on, she wasn’t quite used to it, squinted her eyes, and suddenly found herself lifted sideways.

Bo Yanching weighed her in his arms, “Played to your heart’s content, now you remember to come home?”

Nan Jiaojiao clung to his neck, “Don’t weigh me, I’m stuffed and feeling a bit uncomfortable.”

“Don’t you usually shout about dieting?”

“I indulge once in a while, the dishes were made by Wanting, and we were too embarrassed to waste them, so we finished them together.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s cheeks were puffed up, maybe really feeling stuffed, she spoke in a halting manner, both cute and silly.

Bo Yanching had waited all night, intending to give her a good scolding, but seeing her so full, he just said a few sharp words, and held her while deliberately walking slower.

He placed Nan Jiaojiao on the sofa, went to the medicine box to find two digestive tablets, and let her chew them down.

“Aren’t you going to ask what I had for dinner?

Little heartless one.”

“Huh?” Nan Jiaojiao leaned back on the sofa, pulled away the cushion that was pressing against her back and tossed it aside, leaned against the armrest, her body half nestled in the corner, lazily squinting at him, “You didn’t eat?”