Chapter 1328: He's Not Worthy

Not daring to utter a sound.

She wanted to play the invisible person, but Bo Yanching seemed to deliberately keep her hanging, neither speaking nor hanging up the call.

“W-what are you doing now?” Nan Jiaojiao clumsily changed the topic.

Bo Yanching: “Watching them try on the groomsmen suits.”

What groomsmen?

Oh, groomsmen.

Before Nan Jiaojiao could even ask, she figured it out.

Mo Tingshen is getting married, and the guys are being the groomsmen.

Nan Jiaojiao wasn’t even listening closely to Bo Yanching; she thought he was trying on the suit too and felt an unexplained anger rising, yet she didn’t feel like she had the right to be mad, since Chu Yao and Mo Tingshen were never really anything.

But it was annoying!

She simply hung up the phone.

Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow, took a glance at his phone, chuckled softly, and then pocketed his phone to walk back inside.

Yaen Chi was sitting on the sofa in a white suit, looking quite the gentleman.

Upon seeing Bo Yanching come in, he teased, “So, did Jiaojiao send you those movie links again?

Want to share them with us?”

Bo Yanching sat down, took the cigarette from his mouth, and glanced dismissively at Yaen Chi, “Not worth watching.

You’re not the leading man.”

“Obviously not!

As if I need to act in those kinds of movies!”

Yaen Chi suddenly realized and hugged himself abruptly, looking at Bo Yanching with a horrified expression.

“Wait, why would you watch stuff with me in it, damn Bo Yanching, are you that twisted?”

Bo Yanching gave him a look, one that wasn’t even as warm as looking at an idiot.

“What movie?

What leading man?”

Huo Linxi pulled back the dressing room curtain, catching the scent of gossip and jumped out like a weasel.

Yaen Chi threw a line at him, “You’re the one starring!”

“Me?”

Huo Linxi stood in front of the mirror, turning around to look himself over, then touched his face and suddenly felt a swelling confidence, “Come on, my face beats so many male celebrities.

It’s a great loss to the millions of girls that I’m not in the entertainment industry.”

Yaen Chi unceremoniously snorted at this.

Loo Jinyang finished changing into his white suit, straightened his collar, and suddenly noticed Bo Yanching in pure black.

“Brother Yan, aren’t you going to change?”

“Change into what?”

“The groomsmen suit, of course.”

“To let me be a groomsman for Mo the Fox,” Bo Yanching blew a smoke ring, “he’s not worthy.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Mo Tingshen was sitting right next to them, “If you’re going to insult me, at least do it behind my back.

I’m right here, Bo Lao San, that’s not very fair.”

“The fact I’m even attending your wedding is already giving you face.

There’s no way I’m being your groomsman.

I need to stay with Jiaojiao.”

He nearly spelled out, “I’m not like you single guys.”

Oh, Huo Linxi does have a girlfriend, but his relationships are like collecting stamps.

By the next meeting, he might have someone else by his side.

At this, Bo Yanching glanced meaningfully at Yaen Chi, being alive to see a prodigal son turn a new leaf, too bad the person on his mind has no idea.

“Enough already, flaunting constantly, Jiaojiao isn’t even here and you’re still feeding us dog food,” Mo Tingshen reached out, “give me a cigarette.”

Bo Yanching took out the pack of cigarettes and threw it over.

Mo Tingshen grabbed two first for Loo Jinyang and Huo Linxi beside him, then lit one up himself.

Bo Yanching stood up, “I’m heading out first.”

Yaen Chi asked, “Jiaojiao’s not at home, why are you heading back so early?

Not staying for dinner?”

“What’s there to eat with you guys?

It’s disgusting,” Bo Yanching smoothed down the edge of his suit, “Even if she’s not there, I have to go home early.

A married man has to act like one, something you wouldn’t understand.”