Chapter 138: I Will Come to You Tonight

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him, the trickery on the tip of her tongue, but she suddenly couldn’t say it when faced with his explosively handsome face.

Her small mouth pursed, and she simply said, “I’m leaving.”

Bo Yanching wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, “You wouldn’t dare.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes twitched, “You really do like married women!”

Bo Yanching’s lips kissed down her neck, and upon hearing that sentence, he bit her ear in annoyance, “You’re not big, but you do like to boast shamelessly!”

Nan Jiaojiao’s breath hitched, and she murmured, “Haven’t we broken up, Mr.

Bo?

It’s pointless for you to keep hounding me like this.”

Bo Yanching’s voice had grown husky, “Have you ever seen a couple that has broken up and still sleeps peacefully in the same bed?”

He nibbled on her ear, his deep voice mingled with his breath, “How many times did you want it that night?”

Nan Jiaojiao went limp, all tingly, she turned her head to avoid him, and her head just so happened to rest on the seat back.

Bo Yanching caught up and kissed her again.

“Should I come to find you tonight?”

“Don’t,” Nan Jiaojiao turned in his arms, pushing him away, her gaze soft, staring into his eyes she said, “I have serious things to do tonight.”

So being with him doesn’t count as serious?

Bo Yanching’s expression cooled, “With Shen Shichu?”

“No, I’m going back home.

It’s my grandma’s birthday.”

Even though she was an orphan, she didn’t believe Bo Yanching had never looked into her background.

There was no need to hide the connection with the Ye family from him.

Bo Yanching was slightly surprised.

To say she was cunning, but whatever he asked, she would honestly answer without playing tricks on him.

To say she had no schemes, yet just the matter of their marriage alone was enough to always make him lose control of his emotions.

He pulled her back, his palm cradling the back of her head, forehead against hers, and he chuckled softly, “You’re such a little tease!”

Intentionally provoking him like this.

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows, ducking back, “I really have to go now.”

Bo Yanching couldn’t stand to hear this, suddenly he pressed her against the chair back, his kisses intense and overpowering.

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes went wide, almost thinking her breath would be sucked out by him.

After a dizzying round of kisses, he finally let her get out of the car.

Even her steps felt unsteady.

…

After class, Nan Jiaojiao took a cab to the Ye family’s old mansion.

It was said that the Ye family ancestors were officials, high-ranking officials at that, leaving behind an ancient estate that appeared quaint and old-fashioned from the outside but had been renovated many times on the inside.

By the time of Old Master Ye, the family had already begun its decline but still clung to the glory of their ancestors, staying within the villa area, considering themselves above the rest as a distinguished family of high standing.

In reality, only Ye Jun of this generation had emerged as a business prodigy, but even he was suppressed by others like Bo, Mo, and Yan, and he could only just maintain the Ye’s holdings.

Old Master Ye had two sons and one daughter.

The eldest, Ye Congde, his wife Chen Nian, their son Ye Jun, and a daughter, Ye Xinyu.

The second son, Ye Congwen, his wife Lin Shuyun, twin daughters Ye Shiqing and Nan Jiaojiao.

The third daughter, Ye Congjie, had lost her husband early on and had a daughter, as well as an adopted son from distant relatives, Ye Congzheng.

With a large number of family members and complex relationships, just thinking about it made Nan Jiaojiao feel exhausted.

The taxi wasn’t allowed into the villa area and stopped outside.

Nan Jiaojiao got out of the car and walked two kilometers before finally seeing the Ye family’s three-section courtyard house.

Housekeeper Zhou was directing the servants in the yard, and when he saw Nan Jiaojiao, he looked away as if he hadn’t seen her.

The one arriving on foot could only be the uncherished daughter of the second house.

He walked over reluctantly and upon seeing Nan Jiaojiao only carrying a paper bag, he scoffed disdainfully.