Chapter 1281: My Wife

To be precise, it rang on Nan Jiaojiao’s phone, but Bo Yanching was holding it, and he answered it directly.

“Hello.”

The other party paused for a moment, “Is this Nan Jiaojiao’s phone?”

As soon as Bo Yanching realized it was a man, his tone turned defensive, “Who are you?”

The person hesitated again, then uncertainly asked, “Is this Third Brother Bo?”

Bo Yanching didn’t recognize the voice, “And you are?”

“I’m Du Junfeng, Brother Chi’s friend, we’ve met a few times.”

The social circle of Bo Yanching and Yaen Chi often overlapped, especially those with closer relationships, Bo Yanching also recalled such a person and simultaneously thought of Du Junfeng’s current occupation.

“Are you contacting Jiaojiao for official business?”

“Yes, there’s a case that can’t currently be defined as mutual assault.

We need Nan Jiaojiao to come to the police station for investigation.”

Mutual assault?

Ha.

Bo Yanching couldn’t possibly let any stain fall on Nan Jiaojiao.

“I’ll come with her.”

Du Junfeng agreed instantly, harboring some personal intent as well—wanting to meet an old friend he hadn’t seen in a long time.

He couldn’t resist asking, “Third Brother, you and Nan Jiaojiao are…?”

“My wife.”

Gasp!

Since when!

A few days ago, Du Junfeng had been drinking with Yaen Chi and hadn’t heard a word about it.

He only knew that Bo Yanching had come to the Capital City.

Despite knowing a bit about the Bo Family’s affairs, he didn’t dare to disturb them.

How did he find the time to get married!

It wasn’t convenient to ask over the phone, and Bo Yanching didn’t want to say more.

He pulled Nan Jiaojiao over, feeling a bit upset but still unable to bring himself to take it out on her.

He dragged her over but didn’t use any force, seating her in the back seat with him.

Han Che nervously slid into the driver’s seat.

Throughout the trip, Nan Jiaojiao sat quietly, not daring to speak.

Bo Yanching’s gaze was unwaveringly fixed on her, making it impossible not to notice.

Nan Jiaojiao felt the atmosphere was overly tense, her head almost exploding.

She tilted her head and made a face at him.

“I just wanted to beat up Bo Yichen.

I asked you, and you said it was fine.

I didn’t hit him hard, just the painful spots.

Plus, he was the one bullying others first.

This is what they call stepping in to help when you see injustice.”

“Seeing injustice?”

Bo Yanching let out a cold laugh, “I don’t know if there was injustice in the road; I’m a bit curious about the AC unit outside the window.”

“It’s alright to step on…”

Halfway through her sentence, she almost bit her tongue.

Her mind stopped working, eyes sneakily shifting to his face, “You, you knew?”

Bo Yanching smiled gently, “Yes, I knew.”

Unconsciously, Nan Jiaojiao swallowed.

Why did his smile feel so creepy?

Bo Yanching grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her forward so their noses bumped, almost wanting to bite down; his breath was uneven from anger.

“How dare you!

The twelfth floor!”

Nan Jiaojiao bit her lip, “It was an emergency, but…

how did you find out?”

Her eyeballs subtly glanced upward.

The dim car lighting made it hard to see his face, streetlights outside gleamed through the windows, fleetingly illuminating his face—a pair of eyes like an eagle’s, sharp and hooked, staring straight at her.

“How did I know,” he chuckled, “before Du Junfeng called, they’d already investigated the hotel.

Someone saw you climbing out the window.”

No wonder.

At the time, the screams from beneath her feet.

One after another, stacking up, scared her quite a bit.