Chapter 1228: Teasing

The daughter-in-law disdained her status, remarried abroad, and never mentioned she was once a Bo family member.

And the grandson, Bo Shuxian, wasn’t close to her either.

When he was young, Maternal Auntie Wen would take Bo Shuxian every day to be with Elder Bo, hoping that the child would learn by observation and eventually manage the Bo’s empire.

However, who knew what got into that boy’s head?

He insisted on pursuing archaeology.

Maternal Auntie Wen had no other children.

Let them fight, let them fight.

The more intensely the Bo family feuds, the happier she becomes.

It would be best if they all ended up dead or disabled, leaving only Bo Shuxian.

Anyway, Elder Bo’s illness means he doesn’t have many years left.

The time will come eventually.

…

Nan Jiaojiao had been soaking in the hot spring for a while.

To be fair, the Bo family truly indulges in luxury.

They even built a house for the hot spring pool and hung genuine paintings on the walls, with numerous decorations surrounding the open-air pool.

Nan Jiaojiao chose a smaller single pool, right next to another, perfect for when Deng Chan arrives so the two can soak side by side.

As for the big pool, the water was too deep.

When Nan Jiaojiao stepped in, she floundered a bit before finally touching the bottom.

She immediately decided against it, preferring a pool where she could lie down, rest her head on the side, and comfortably soak in the water.

Faintly, she seemed to hear footsteps.

Nan Jiaojiao half-opened her eyes, thinking it was Deng Chan arriving.

She removed the hot towel covering her eyes and was about to speak when suddenly a pair of hands embraced her from behind.

The breath near her ear was sticky and mixed with the heavy scent of alcohol: “Little beauty, who are you waiting for?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes sharpened.

She twisted the man’s hand backward, leapt from the pool, and in the same motion, dislocated the man’s arm.

She was wearing a bathrobe and never let the man touch her.

At that moment, she saw clearly the man lying on the ground in pain.

His features bore a slight resemblance to Bo Yanching.

Bo Yichen howled for a good while, but no one came to help.

He squinted his eyes to try and see Nan Jiaojiao, but before he could, she kicked him in the jaw.

Bo Yichen’s entire face went numb.

He couldn’t tell if his teeth or bones hurt more.

His screams mixed with curses: “Who the hell are you, do you know who I am?

This is the Bo family, and you dare lay a hand on me!”

“Oh, and who are you?”

A cold, clear voice suddenly descended from above.

There was no trace of emotion, let alone panic or fear.

Bo Yichen couldn’t discern any of it; his ears buzzed from the recent kick, leaving him partially deaf.

He shouted: “I’m the Bo family’s Fifth Young Master!”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyebrow twitched; she calmly put away her phone, “Recorded.”

Bo Yichen was instantly dumbfounded, removing the hand covering his face just in time to see the phone in Nan Jiaojiao’s hand.

“Why are you recording this?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him coldly.

Suddenly, a chill surged up from beneath, making Bo Yichen’s entire body tingle.

He finally felt apprehensive about Bo Yanching, but he would never admit to being intimidated by a woman using only her gaze.

Stubbornly staring at her for a while, an odd smile suddenly appeared on his face, “Are you planning to scare me with Bo Yanching?

I’m not afraid, don’t think I don’t know, that person will die alone and lonely, at best, you’re just…”

With a sudden “crash,” a cup shattered in front of him.

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t bear to hear anyone speak ill of Bo Yanching.

If it weren’t for her injured right hand throwing the cup in a moment of panic, losing aim, she would have definitely hit Bo Yichen’s face.