Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife

Chapter 137: Whether I Attend Your Wedding or Not

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“Auntie Wu, what are you holding?” Kang Xiangyue called out to her.

Auntie Wu came over, but not to obey Kang Xiangyue.

She placed the box directly in front of Bo Yanching.

“It’s a gift from the Shen Family, it contains a wedding invitation.

The Old Lady knew about it early on, she said the Bo Family and the Shen Family are not close, so when the time comes, just sending a gift in return will do.”

As she spoke, she opened the box.

The first layer held a red invitation.

Kang Xiangyue reached out to take it, but Bo Yanching was quicker, snatching the invitation away without even glancing at it and tucked it into his suit pocket.

“Go prepare a gift,” he said.

Auntie Wu responded, “Alright, I’ll first take these things up to the Old Lady.”

“Put it in storage, no need to bother her.”

Auntie Wu was taken aback.

Put it in storage?

She detected a hint of disdain.

Without another word, she took the gift box away.

Kang Xiangyue asked, “The Shen Family?

Which Shen Family?

I haven’t heard about any prominent family in Rongcheng City with the surname Shen getting married, so how did their wedding invitation end up here?

What is the relationship between this Shen Family and the Bo Family?”

The Bo Family had many distant relatives, and those several generations apart could still come forward to claim kinship.

Kang Xiangyue knew this, so she simply asked casually, just making conversation, but no one paid her any attention.

That meal, she was the only one who ate awkwardly.

As soon as Nan Jiaojiao finished wiping her mouth, Bo Yanching also laid down his chopsticks, “All done?”

“Yes,” she nodded.

“Wait for me to go upstairs and change my clothes.”

“Alright.”

Bo Yanching stood up, his hand resting on Bo Qingshan’s forehead as he gave it a knock.

As soon as he went upstairs, Bo Qingshan pulled Nan Jiaojiao into the living room, “Sister Jiaojiao, what do you want to watch?

I’ll find it for you.”

Then minutes later, Bo Yanching came downstairs, the TV playing Peppa Pig.

As he stepped down the stairs, a sudden loud pig snort invaded his ears.

He frowned and walked up behind Nan Jiaojiao to pat her on the shoulder, “Let’s go.”

Kang Xiangyue caught up to them and, seeing Bo Yanching in his polished suit, asked, “Aren’t you off today?

Why are you still going to the office?”

Bo Yanching gave her a cool glance, “When have I ever had a day off?”

If not for knowing that a certain person would come, would he have bothered waiting at home?

That person, on the other hand, acted as though he was invisible, even leisurely standing on the balcony and finishing a bowl of soup, forcing him to listen to Kang Xiangyue’s pointless chatter for half the day.

The car stopped at the side gate of the school, Nan Jiaojiao unbuckled her seatbelt, said goodbye, and leaning behind, she reached for her backpack in the back seat.

The bag had been placed by her but had tilted and slipped towards the car door several times during the drive.

She stretched her hand as far as she could but couldn’t reach it.

A hand reached out from under her eyes, grabbed the bag and handed it to her.

The enlarged face of Peppa Pig on the backpack caught his eye and Bo Yanching tightened his grip on the strap for a moment, not handing it over to her.

“Why do you always watch children’s cartoons?”

“They’re fun to watch,” she said.

Nan Jiaojiao slung the backpack over her shoulders, pulling out the suppressed ponytail, “Their family of four’s life is fun to watch.”

Bo Yanching sensed something keenly and asked, “Are you marrying Shen Shichu just to have a family?”

“Not entirely.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t have much interest in continuing the topic.

Her hand was already on the door handle when she heard the sound of the lock being pulled up.

She turned around in surprise and Bo Yanching put the wedding invitation right under her eyes.

His deep eyes gazed at her meaningfully, “You’ve decided to get married, should I go when the time comes?”

Nan Jiaojiao smacked her lips, “The hotel’s food should be delicious, so go ahead.”

His eyes darkened even more, tinged with a hint of danger, “You want me to watch in person as you wear a wedding dress and marry another man?”

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