Chapter 1290: Crying and Making a Scene

Bo Yanching had been accompanying her in sleeping in, and when she woke up one day to find he wasn’t there, she found it strange.

She sat up and called out, “Bo Yanching.”

“I’m home.”

The bedroom door was ajar, and his voice came from outside.

Just as Nan Jiaojiao heard footsteps, he was conveniently outside the door when she called.

Nan Jiaojiao slipped on her slippers and went out.

Bo Yanching was holding a bowl, and she hugged him from behind, sniffing, “Smells so good.”

Bo Yanching turned around and wrapped her in his arms, “What smells good?”

Her eyes darted to the table, “Not you, the food you made.

What is it?”

“Stew, we’re having noodles with stew today.

I was waiting for you to wake up before cooking the noodles.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s sleepiness vanished instantly, “Then I’ll go freshen up.”

She leapt out of his embrace but then bounced back to hook her arms around his neck again, tiptoeing to get closer.

Bo Yanching gripped her face and pushed her slightly away, “No kissing before you brush your teeth.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s mouth was pinched into a small pout, and although she tried to look displeased, it ended up looking even more comical, “No kisses today if you don’t kiss now.”

Suddenly, Bo Yanching wasn’t so hygienic anymore.

He lowered his head, intending to kiss her.

But Nan Jiaojiao wouldn’t have it, she pushed him away and ran off, leaving Bo Yanching propped against the table edge, shaking his head with a smile before heading to the kitchen to cook the noodles.

When Nan Jiaojiao came out, he had just brought out two bowls of noodles, pre-mixed with seasoning, and poured a few spoonfuls of stew over them.

Nan Jiaojiao was so satisfied as she ate, that she took a bold risk and brewed a cup of milk tea right under his nose.

After they finished eating, she wiped her mouth and glanced at the phone turned face-down on the table, though never really far from his reach, “It’s been ringing all morning, aren’t you going to answer?”

“Hmm?” Bo Yanching looked up.

“You turned it on silent, but it still lights up when it rings.”

He chuckled, “So clever, aren’t you?”

“The Bo Family calling?”

Bo Yanching nodded.

“Then let’s go, I’m full now.”

“No rush, let’s wait a bit.”

Bo Yanching waved her over.

When she approached, he tipped his chair back, changed direction, and pulled her onto his lap.

“What are we waiting for?”

Bo Yanching wouldn’t say, he tapped her nose, “Not telling for now.”

Nan Jiaojiao wasn’t all that eager to know, either, and simply slid off his lap.

Since they weren’t in a hurry, she decided to tackle some personal issues and slowly picked out an outfit.

In the end, she chose something modest, appropriate for meeting the elders without being too flashy.

In fact, she didn’t have to go.

Bo Yanching felt sorry for her and didn’t want her to go, preferring to handle the messy affairs himself and let Bo Yichen come and apologize to her.

But how could Nan Jiaojiao bear to let him face the devouring Bo Family alone!

After she changed, Bo Yanching asked her once more.

“I’m going.

If you don’t let me, I’ll cry.”

Bo Yanching pinched her cheeks, “Naughty.”

Han Che was waiting downstairs, not in a rush, and drove the car leisurely.

By this time, the Bo Family was already in chaos.

Li Xin had come early in the morning to see Elder Bo, who hadn’t gotten up yet, and she pestered Maternal Auntie Wen, crying several times after just a few words and becoming increasingly uncontrollable as it went on.

The noise gave Elder Bo a headache, and he came down with the help of his cane, giving her a brief scolding before Bo Li arrived.

He didn’t defend Li Xin; instead, he blamed her, “Why are you crying!

If you weren’t so soft-hearted and insisted on letting your son out, how could he have caused trouble again!

Now that there’s trouble, all you know how to do is cry!”