Chapter 1307: Did She Leave a Message

Bo Yanching chuckled and said, “He’s got work to discuss with you?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s ears perked up; she could tell he seemed to emphasize each word sarcastically.

Even she could understand the irony in his words!

Before she could lose her temper, she restrained herself and huffed, “I’m going to work at E.Y tomorrow, you just wait and see.”

Bo Yanching couldn’t hold back his laughter.

Since he started dealing with Pei Dongshi, Pei Dongshi had attempted to get Nan Jiaojiao back to the company multiple times, but Nan Jiaojiao’s laziness made that impossible.

It seemed he thought she was out of excuses this time, so he laid it on thick.

“That’s great,” he nodded earnestly, “Hubby supports your career.

If E.Y’s not fun, Bo’s is at your disposal.”

“Hu…

Hubby, what?”

Nan Jiaojiao anxiously looked around and covered his mouth, “It’s embarrassing enough to call me that at home, don’t shout it outside, it’s so awkward if people hear!”

Bo Yanching pried her hand away, “Aren’t I your hubby?”

“Yes, yes, yes!

Just keep quiet, will you!”

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t be bothered with him and ducked into the car, trying to distance herself from this embarrassing troublemaker.

The gathering tonight was at Minglun, in the same private room as before.

With Chu Yao absent, Lu Zhenzhen not keen on this group, and Huo Linxi bringing a girlfriend who then brought some female friends—Bo Yanching and the others weren’t familiar with them.

They just paid lip service out of respect for Huo Linxi without much conversation.

Nan Jiaojiao became the little darling in the group of men, doted on and pampered.

Though no one dared to covet her, Bo Yanching wouldn’t even allow others a glance, as if wanting to hold her even while feeding her.

But Nan Jiaojiao, wanting to maintain her dignity, shyly refused to be held.

After eating, she clutched a cup of milk tea while Bo Yanching played Peppa Pig on his phone for her.

With one hand holding the phone, he turned to chat with Yaen Chi and the others.

Mo Tingshen, having drunk a bit too much, had undone several buttons of his collar, sitting there decadently.

With the light casting down, his glasses reflected sharply, the light piercing his indifferent eyes.

His features soaked in the cold shadows gave him a kind of scholarly yet roguish laziness.

“Jiaojiao.”

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head slightly, glancing in that direction without looking carefully, thinking she misheard, then turned back.

“Little sister, come over to your brother.”

Hmm?

Just as she looked over, Bo Yanching covered her eyes.

“Who are you pretending to be close with!”

Mo Tingshen glanced at him, “I’m just saying a few words to Jiaojiao, why so guarded?”

“Isn’t it obvious?

Anyone hanging out with you gets led astray.

Stop corrupting my Jiaojiao; she’s young and gets scared easily,” Bo Yanching blurted out.

Mo Tingshen scoffed at his paternal tone, and though he didn’t manage to call her over, he said, “Jiaojiao, you know your brother is getting married, right?”

“Ah…”

Nan Jiaojiao pushed Bo Yanching’s hand away.

Though she was reluctant, she felt it necessary to offer her congratulations, “You’re getting on in years, it’s about time.”

Yaen Chi: ???

Huo Linxi: ???

Loo Jinyang: ???

Bo Yanching: “Hehe…”

Nan Jiaojiao never specifically offended just one person.

She was equally sharp-tongued with everyone.

A room flooded with old men.

Mo Tingshen’s lips twitched, laughing quietly, while his gaze softened towards Nan Jiaojiao, as if he was seeing the girl he had doted on at home.

“When Chu Yao left, did she leave any message for you to pass on to me?”