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Huo Linxi gritted his molars, “Fine!”

He closed the necklace and tossed it into the drawer, “You can leave now.”

“Young Master Huo, I don’t want to break up!”

The young girlfriend clung sweetly, “I don’t know how to talk, please teach me in the future, I’ll listen to you.

Next time I see Miss Lu, I’ll definitely treat her like a goddess!”

Huo Linxi was no longer buying it.

He didn’t lose his temper, nor did he kick her out of the car, but he didn’t say a word either.

The atmosphere was so awkward it made one’s scalp tingle.

No matter how much his girlfriend talked, he remained unmoved.

The young girlfriend was about to cry, her eyes red with unwillingness, but she knew that continuing to pester wouldn’t get her anywhere.

She gritted her teeth, took the necklace, and got out of the car.

She didn’t even dare to slam the door and ran away in embarrassment.

Huo Linxi slowly started the car.

He had lived half a lifetime and had countless girlfriends, but just like Yaen Chi, he had principles.

He just wanted someone to accompany him and wouldn’t touch anyone else’s body; otherwise, breakups would get too entangled.

He didn’t like dealing with overly shrewd people or real young ladies of a rich family, afraid of trouble and catching real feelings.

But despite all these precautions, he never met a woman who moved his heart.

It’s nice to settle things with money.

At least they had spent some time with him.

…

Chu Yao was heavily drunk, leaning half her body on Nan Jiaojiao, stepping down each step with no sense of weight or lightness.

Nan Jiaojiao had never carried something this heavy before.

Finally managing to get her on the bed, Chu Yao conveniently had one leg pressing on the quilt, and no matter how Nan Jiaojiao tried, she couldn’t pull it out.

She had to get another quilt from the wardrobe and cover her up well.

Bo Yanching hadn’t come in; he was waiting outside the door, looking down at his phone.

Nan Jiaojiao gently closed the door, and he came over when he heard the noise.

“Did she cause any trouble?”

Nan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes at him, “She’s heavy as hell.

Why didn’t you carry her up?”

Bo Yanching’s eyelid twitched, “I don’t dare!”

“So you just stood there watching?

What are those muscles for?”

Bo Yanching bent down and picked her up horizontally, “You know best whether these muscles are for show or not.”

Nan Jiaojiao instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, but then thought, wait a minute, “You could’ve just carried Chu Yao up directly, couldn’t you?”

“That wouldn’t work.”

Bo Yanching was particularly quick to reply.

He nudged open the door to the fire escape with a knee, went up the stairs, tossed Nan Jiaojiao up slightly, and caught her steadily.

She rolled into his embrace like a ball, with her shoulder pressing against his chest.

Nan Jiaojiao looked up into his playful eyes, “If I really did carry her, you’d make a fuss for two months.

No matter how good a friend she is, she’s still a woman.

Apart from you, I won’t carry anyone else.”

“You’re…,” she bit her lip, suddenly shy, “your words are quite sweet.”

“Heh!” He accepted it as a matter of course.

Nan Jiaojiao stealthily asked, “What if it’s Grandma?”

Bo Yanching furrowed his brows, lifted her up, kissed her, then gave a small bite, “So cheeky, are you asking for trouble?”

She laughed heartily, pressing her face into his neck.

“Open the door.”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at her home’s combination lock and turned away, “No hands free.”

Bo Yanching, too lazy to argue with her, lifted a leg to prop against the wall, placed her on his leg, and freed his hand to press the password.

He opened the door, went inside, and closed the door with his toe.

“Time to get down, it would be too much to keep staying like this.”

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