Chapter 1202: Showing Off

On the way back, Bo Yanching was unusually silent.

When they were a few streets away from the apartment, Han Che parked the car by the roadside and went into the mall.

Mo Tingshen thought Bo Yanching wanted to smoke, so he took out a pack of cigarettes and had just managed to pull one out when suddenly, from the side, came a sentence:

“Get out and smoke, don’t let the smell get on me.”

Mo Tingshen was stunned for a moment.

He held the cigarette in his mouth and suddenly leaned close to Bo Yanching, resting his hand on the man’s shoulder, tilting his chin slightly, and squinting, “What’s with the act?

You’re a heavy smoker, and you’re worried about smelling like smoke?”

Bo Yanching disdainfully brushed the hand off his shoulder, “Jiaojiao doesn’t mind me smoking, but she doesn’t like me having a heavy smoke smell on me, so I’m considerate.”

Mo Tingshen’s expression suddenly froze.

Before he could cover Bo Yanching’s mouth, he heard him boast proudly, “You’re single, you wouldn’t understand.”

“……”

Mo Tingshen was speechlessly amused.

Forget smoking!

He took the cigarette out of his mouth and pushed it back into the pack; in the end, he wasn’t too harsh, easing up a bit.

“Bo Lao San, if you don’t cause some trouble every day, do you feel uncomfortable?”

Bo Yanching looked at him with a ‘what did I do’ expression, “Why aren’t you laughing anymore?

Weren’t you just quite cheerful?

Is it in your nature not to laugh?”

“……” A fist clenched.

“Can you tone it down a bit, we know you have a girlfriend, there’s no need to show off every time, it makes it sound like I could be single for life!”

“Yaen Chi wouldn’t,” Bo Yanching confidently glanced at him, “but you might.”

Mo Tingshen didn’t want to say another word.

He had thought Bo Yanching would have a hard time accepting it, having finally tracked down the person who poisoned him, only to have him dealt with like that.

Although there was still the relationship network behind Doctor Hao to investigate, it would take time.

Anyone experiencing something like this would have a hurdle in their heart.

But Bo Yanching is not a normal person.

He was clear-headed enough to start mocking.

Han Che, in the quickest time, bought an identical suit, opened the car’s back door, and helped Bo Yanching change clothes.

The space suddenly became cramped.

Han Che even gave Mo Tingshen several suggestive glances.

In the end, Mo Tingshen got out of the car and stood by the side to smoke a cigarette.

“Luckily, the brand you’re wearing today had a set in the shop; otherwise, it would’ve been hard to find.

Sir, once you change, I guarantee there won’t be any smell on you.”

Bo Yanching stretched the collar of his suit, sniffed it, and indeed there was no smell, but new clothes have their own scent.

Jiaojiao would still notice, so he simply lit a cigarette and tossed it after smoking halfway.

After first dropping Mo Tingshen off at the hotel, on the way back, Bo Yanching called Nan Jiaojiao.

As the car approached the community entrance, from afar, Nan Jiaojiao was already standing there waiting, holding something in her arms.

She looked over as the car drove up, and even before it stopped, she was already walking over.

Bo Yanching moved inside to make her seat more comfortable, but as soon as she got in, Nan Jiaojiao grabbed his clothes.

She leaned forward, entered an address into the navigation system, “To this place, please, Big Brother Han.”

Han Che’s brow twitched twice, and he nervously glanced at Third Master’s expression in the rearview mirror, saying in a trembling voice, “It’s my duty, Miss Nan, no need to be so polite.”

Nan Jiaojiao sat back, and Bo Yanching asked, “What do you have there?”