Chapter 1199: Underground Pharmaceutical Factory

How could you be at the mercy of the Bo Family for so many years.

“Forget it,” Bo Yanching said softly, “just consider it as atonement.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t hear clearly, she even leaned closer, but could only catch one or two words at the end, forming an incomplete sentence.

When she wanted to ask, Bo Yanching placed a hand on her head.

He said gently, “It’s still early.

You can sleep a bit longer.

I’ll have the restaurant deliver lunch, and I’ll come back to pick you up in the afternoon.”

After speaking, he slowly moved to get off the bed.

As he turned around, Nan Jiaojiao suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Not knowing what had gotten into her, she boldly asked, “Can you spare some time for me this morning?”

Bo Yanching paused for a moment, then turned to face her, “What’s the matter?”

“I want to go somewhere, will you go with me?”

Afraid he would refuse, Nan Jiaojiao moved towards the edge of the bed, her fingers clutching his clothes into her palm, “It has to be you, just for a while, okay?”

This was somewhat playing the rogue.

Bo Yanching didn’t hesitate much and agreed readily, “I should be back around ten.

Can you wait?”

“I can!”

Bo Yanching didn’t think much of it, regardless of how much she fussed, he could handle it.

“Do you want breakfast?

If you do, I’ll have it delivered from the restaurant.”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, then shook her head, “No, I’ll just eat lunch with you.”

She got out of bed, searched for her slippers with her feet.

She found them, but only managed to slip her toes in, struggling for a bit without successfully wearing them, so she simply went barefoot on the carpet, holding onto him as they left.

“Go and deal with your affairs, I’ll take a nap.”

Han Che was in the living room, standing somewhat off to the side.

But as soon as there was movement at the bedroom door, he immediately came over and took Bo Yanching from Nan Jiaojiao’s hands.

At the entryway, Bo Yanching turned back, seeing her still leaning against the door frame, waved to her, signaled her to go inside and sleep.

Nan Jiaojiao closed the door, ran back to the bed to lie down, and soon heard the sound of the door closing outside.

Downstairs, Mo Tingshen stood by the car smoking.

Bo Yanching arrived, but Mo didn’t put out the cigarette.

Instead, he took out another one from the cigarette box, lit it up, and when Bo came closer, offered the cigarette to him.

Bo Yanching only glanced at it but didn’t take it.

“Don’t be disdainful.

I just pressed it to my lips, didn’t leave anything else on it.

You gonna smoke it or not?”

Bo Yanching gave him a sideways glance, hands occupied, leaned forward, and Mo Tingshen, understanding, offered the cigarette to him.

“It’s a bit far, an abandoned factory in the Southern Suburbs, not a single soul above ground, but the basement is full.

The person you’re asking about, I’ve caught him.

He’s currently holding quite a high position, involved in a lot of drug research.

I suspect he knows the secrets of the entire underground drug factory.”

Mo Tingshen opened the car door, watched Bo Yanching get in, assisting him as needed, then bent down to look inside.

“Is it absolutely necessary for you to go there in person?”

Bo Yanching leaned back against the seat, speaking as he exhaled thick white smoke from his lips, “Have you got all the documents?”

Mo Tingshen said, “Not entirely sure, but since discovering that base, I’ve had people monitoring it.

Under my watchful eyes, no one dares to make a move.”

Bo Yanching glanced forward, “Get in and let’s talk.

I have things to do later.”

“Isn’t this the most important thing?

What else do you have?”

Han Che kindly reminded, “He needs to pick up Miss Nan at ten.”

Mo Tingshen immediately chuckled mockingly, “You and your romantic obsessions.”