Chapter 1413: When Is the Wedding

He didn’t really want to appear as though he’d been persuaded by Bo Yanching, so he asked Nan Jiaojiao abruptly, “Is it like this?”

Nan Jiaojiao silently put the half-eaten chip back in the bag, swallowed what she was chewing, “Yes.”

“Honestly, how old are you?

Still acting like a child!”

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, “Then I won’t eat any more.”

“Just eat a bit and get a taste, it’s not like you can’t buy them.”

“Oh…”

Bo Yanching said in a low voice, “There are digestive tablets in the medicine box; I put the box in the drawer on the right side of the TV cabinet.

You can find it later and take a few tablets.”

“Oh…”

Elder Nan nodded along, but halfway through he suddenly realized, with sharp eyes glaring at Bo Yanching, “What do you mean, you’re already living together?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s heart jumped to her throat.

Bo Yanching’s expression didn’t change: “No, Jiaojiao still lives at Feisheng, I just go over occasionally, we’re not living together, she doesn’t come to my place.”

He’s always the one who goes over.

And when he goes over, he doesn’t leave.

It’s pretty much the same as living together.

Elder Nan doesn’t keep watch in Rongcheng City, so how would he know if it’s true or not.

Anyway, with Bo Yanching saying that, he was somewhat comforted.

Thankfully, thankfully.

The precious cabbage he raised hasn’t been totally trampled by the pig yet.

Maybe the game lasted too long; Elder Nan started losing interest towards the end.

Bo Yanching fed a few pieces, lost quickly, and at that moment of loss, Elder Nan suddenly revived, “Let’s call it a night.”

He picked up his phone and saw Nan Jiaojiao still sitting on the carpet without moving, and immediately his face turned dark, “Didn’t I tell you to get the digestive tablets, why haven’t you moved?”

“I’m going now!”

“Take your phone!”

Nan Jiaojiao ran back quickly, “Got it!”

She picked a few digestive tablets, chewed them dry and swallowed, then went to drink water, “Grandpa, you should go to bed early too, I’m going to sleep now.”

Actually, Elder Nan wanted to chat with her a bit more, but it was indeed late, and he remembered she had to work tomorrow.

It was rare for this girl to be lazy for so many years and finally willing to be diligent.

Although he was dissatisfied with Pei Dongshi’s arrangements, he never interfered.

He just said, “Go on.”

“Good night, Grandpa.”

Elder Nan pulled at the corner of his mouth, stiffly forced out a “Good night.”

He stood up, Uncle Qiu handed him the cane, and after Elder Nan steadied himself, he stood on the other side to support him.

“Elder Nan,” Bo Yanching stood up, he had called “Grandpa” when he came yesterday, but Elder Nan didn’t like it, so he changed the title, “My phone.”

“Why are you asking me for your phone?”

Elder Nan was quick to speak.

Uncle Qiu silently leaned in and whispered, “Sir, you’re holding Mr.

Bo’s phone.”

Elder Nan glared at him, his beard bristled, and as he picked up the phone to check, just as Nan Jiaojiao hung up the video, he handed the phone to Bo Yanching, “Take it.”

Bo Yanching received it with both hands, “Thank you, Elder Nan.”

Elder Nan glanced at him, and while supporting himself with the cane, turned around.

Before reaching the stairs, he looked back and saw Bo Yanching still standing there, not moving an inch, standing tall and straight.

He had to admit his granddaughter had good taste — getting a striking-looking man for her first love, cultivated by a reputable family.

The inherent upbringing showed in each move, even though Elder Nan was scrutinizing him for faults, he found no rightful reason.

“When is the wedding?”

Bo Yanching was stunned for a moment, then quickly replied, “In autumn, when it’s cooler, we’ll pick an auspicious day, and I’ll marry Jiaojiao.”