Chapter 1155: He Can't Support You for Many More Years

Yaen Chi’s hands were shaking a bit, and just like that, he sent it out.

Soon, Bo Yanching’s call came through, and Yaen Chi stared dumbly at Nan Jiaojiao, “Sister, should I answer it?”

Nan Jiaojiao helped him answer it, and before Bo Yanching could speak, she said first, “Call my phone.”

Bo Yanching responded with a “Okay,” and hung up the call.

“I’m heading back, Brother Chi, take care.”

These words were as perfunctory as could be.

Yaen Chi unbuckled his seatbelt and called out to Nan Jiaojiao, who had already gotten out of the car, “Wait a moment, Wanting got something for you.”

He opened the trunk.

Two bags of snacks, and she only took one bag.

Yaen Chi reminded her, “These are all for you.

If it’s too much to carry, I’ll help you take it up.”

“Didn’t Wanting give them?

There are two bags, you get a share too.”

Is that how they were divided?

He didn’t like to eat the snacks that little girls liked; it would just be wasted on him.

He thought Nan Jiaojiao was simply lazy and didn’t want to carry them.

He was planning to help her carry them up when he suddenly found two cans of beer in the bag.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t drink alcohol.

So are these for him?

Yaen Chi was unexpectedly happy for a moment, closed the trunk, and handed the insulated bag with hot pot to Nan Jiaojiao.

“Take this back, eat it if you get hungry tonight.

I have some too.”

“Okay.”

Nan Jiaojiao took it, carried one in each hand, and walked toward the apartment building.

After entering the elevator, she took out her phone, and Bo Yanching had sent her a message, especially noting the floor and room number.

Just as she arrived home, his call came as if right on cue.

Nan Jiaojiao first asked, “Aren’t you coming back tonight?”

Bo Yanching’s words stuck in his throat, “Grandfather suddenly fell ill; he was saved only this afternoon.

I didn’t get to discuss things today, have to wait until tomorrow.”

After thinking for a bit, he asked, “Should I come back?

You’ll be scared being alone at night.”

“I’m not scared.” She almost agreed but silently calculated the distance.

When Bo Yanching went out this morning, out of curiosity, she had navigated to the Bo Family place—it took more than an hour.

“If you come back tonight and have to go again tomorrow, you might as well stay there for a night.

No need to make the trip.”

Bo Yanching walked to a quiet place, opened a window, the wind brushed lightly against his face, and his voice unconsciously softened, “Really not scared?”

“Not scared, I’ll watch some cartoons then go to sleep.”

“Then call me after your shower, I’ll talk to you.”

Nan Jiaojiao was just planning to heat up the hot pot when she heard what he said and suddenly didn’t want to eat anymore.

“Then wait for me to call you back.”

Bo Yanching chuckled softly, “Okay, take your time showering.”

He waited for Nan Jiaojiao to hang up.

But she was so scatterbrained; she put down the phone, leaving it on the call.

Bo Yanching didn’t hang up either.

He planned to wait for her to come out, but when he looked up, he saw Maternal Auntie Wen coming down from upstairs.

The softness in his eyes instantly vanished cleanly.

“Yanqing, not asleep yet?”

Bo Yanching hung up the call and asked indifferently, “How is Grandpa?”

“Just taken off the ventilator, much more stable.

It’s all old ailments, hasn’t recurred for a while, this time was unexpected.”

Bo Yanching coldly laughed, saying ambiguously, “How coincidental.”

“Yanqing…”

“I’ll stay here tonight.

Let me know when Grandpa wakes up tomorrow.”

Bo Yanching pocketed his phone, raised his hand to take a cane, bracing it under his arm, and carefully descended the stairs.

Maternal Auntie Wen saw he was having trouble with his leg and called two servants to help him.

She looked every bit the part of a lady of the house.

She watched Bo Yanching’s back and, unsure where the sense came from, instinctively assumed a parental tone, “Yanqing, your grandfather is old, he most wishes for you to return.

He can’t support you much longer.

You can’t keep neglecting the head office.

Before he fell ill, he was still thinking of you.”