Chapter 125: She is My Person

Rongcheng City, if traced back several hundred years, was once the prosperous capital of an ancient era.

Officials and merchants alike had accumulated enough fame and wealth for their descendants.

The Zhou Family ancestors had been local officials, but in this generation, it was only Old Master Zhou holding up the fort; the rest were good-for-nothings.

There were quite a few women who had been bullied by Zhou Tian, and each time, he would rely on his background to get the matters brushed under the rug.

With his shallow insight, he had no idea who Bo Yanching was.

Upon hearing Bo Yanching’s disdainful tone, Zhou Tian immediately grew angry, “What kind of tone is that, do you know what my great-great-great-grandfather did?”

“Dead people.”

Nan Jiaojiao took over, her head lifted for a glance, “Did I sum it up correctly?”

Bo Yanching couldn’t help but laugh, “Good girl, very right.”

Nan Jiaojiao then leaned back into his embrace, docile as a kitten.

Her gentle breath slipped between the buttons of his shirt, stirring him so that his breath grew heavier and he became less concerned with the matters at hand.

“Han Chuan, call Zhou Huaiming, ask him to come over and take a trip, and look into his grandson’s private possession of firearms.”

As soon as he had finished speaking, Bo Yanching picked up Nan Jiaojiao to leave.

He had just taken two steps when a group of people rushed in at the door, and Han Qi’s anxious voice reached his ears, “Where are they!

Whoever dares to touch my people, I’ll flay their skin!”

Han Chuan was on the side making a call and got bumped into by Han Qi.

His expression tensed, “You?”

Han Chuan kindly pointed at the pale-faced Zhou Tian, “Young Master Han, the person is over there.”

Han Qi moved to walk over but suddenly noticed Nan Jiaojiao being held in Bo Yanching’s arms.

He stepped sideways, blocking the way to intercept them.

He glanced at Bo Yanching, not bothering to address him, and began to show concern for Nan Jiaojiao, “How are you, did that bastard hurt you?”

Nan Jiaojiao shook her head, “No.”

“As long as you’re alright.

I’ve heard all about it.

You have my support; I won’t let that Zhou Tian off easily!”

Bo Yanching gave a cool and indifferent laugh, “With me here, it’s not Young Master Han’s turn to show support.

You better settle the scores with those fair-weather friends of yours and stop taking her to those shady places.”

Han Qi knew he was in the wrong.

He was willing to humble himself in front of Nan Jiaojiao, but that didn’t mean he would allow Bo Yanching to insult him publicly.

“Master Bo, I’m talking to my Jiaojiao here.

Why are you butting in?”

“My Jiaojiao?” Bo Yanching’s expression darkened.

Han Qi pulled Nan Jiaojiao’s hand, tugging her out of Bo Yanching’s embrace, using just enough force to steady her.

He looked at her with a smile filled with tenderness, “Yes, my Jiaojiao.

She’s my girlfriend.”

His words were enough to take someone’s breath away.

Nan Jiaojiao forgot to struggle, her teeth gritted as she said, “What kind of nonsense is this, stop causing trouble for me!”

Han Qi raised an eyebrow, “I took you to meet my friends tonight, and you didn’t refuse.

The things we understand without saying should be beyond shyness by now.”

Nan Jiaojiao instinctively looked at Bo Yanching, ice crystals seemed to have formed in the depths of his eyes as he quietly watched their clasped hands.

Her heart sank.

She had just drawn a clear line with him at Shengyue Mansion that evening, even taking out a wedding invitation.

The day hadn’t yet dawned, and here she was entangled with Han Qi.

Wasn’t this an affront to Bo Yanching’s dignity?

She felt an inexplicable sense of being caught in the act.

Han Qi lifted his hand in front of her, blocking her view and drawing her gaze back to him.

The hint of coldness in his eyes quietly dissipated, and he feigned a smile, “It’s not surprising that Uncle doesn’t know; Jiaojiao is shy and hasn’t had the chance to tell you.

After all, young people like us don’t have much in common with you.

It’s not too late to know now.

She’s my girl, and I am very protective of her.

Whoever dares to take or hurt her, don’t blame me for turning my back.”