Chapter 154: Drive Her Away

It was Nan Jiaojiao!

She was actually Bo Yanqing’s lover!

What acupuncture, a poor student, not even from a medical college, could a few needles be better than Xu Shu’s medical skills?

Kang Xiangyue had a taste of the harsh reality that blindsides you at close quarters.

After dinner, Nan Jiaojiao wanted to leave since she had class in the afternoon and had brought her textbooks with her.

Just as she moved her chair, Bo Qingshan pleasantly offered to carry her bag, “Sister Jiaojiao, that bag is so ugly, next time you come, I’ll give you a prettier one.”

That remark definitely hit a sore spot for Nan Jiaojiao.

She narrowed her eyes and her lips slightly twitched as she replied with a chilly tone, “What did you say is ugly?”

“The bag…” Bo Qingshan grinned, looking up from his Peppa Pig big face to Nan Jiaojiao’s icy face, suddenly trembling in his soul, “I’m ugly, I’m ugly!”

He was afraid that Nan Jiaojiao might start acupuncture on the spot.

“You’re right,” she said, satisfied, taking her bag back, “You still need to give me a bag, I want George’s.”

“…” But it’s really ugly—wouldn’t people laugh seeing a beauty carrying that kind of bag on the street?

Bo Qingshan dared not say this; he looked back at Bo Yanqing, just about to speak when his uncle pushed him aside.

“I’ll give it,” Bo Yanqing said.

“Okay,” Nan Jiaojiao did not refuse; she was used to leaving with Bo Yanqing every time.

“Yanqing, wait, I have something important to tell you,” Kang Xiangyue said, not letting him send her off and ordered on her own authority, “Auntie Wu, have our driver take her, don’t delay Miss Nan’s class.”

Auntie Wu did not move, just smiled at her, standing by waiting for Bo Yanqing’s words.

The man took out his keys, handed them to Nan Jiaojiao, “Go wait in the car for me; I’ll be there soon.”

Then, glancing at Bo Qingshan, “Go upstairs for a nap, your tutor will be here this afternoon.”

Bo Qingshan puffed his cheeks, waited to send Nan Jiaojiao out then scampered back to his room.

Once everyone had left, Kang Xiangyue finally spoke, “Yanqing, do you really trust Nan Jiaojiao’s medical skills that much?

Xu Shu is highly skilled; Qingshan has started to improve in the past two years under his treatment.

Maybe Nan Jiaojiao just got lucky; she has deceived all of us.

Also, I heard you always give her a hundred thousand for a consultation fee—I mean, just for a few needles, is it necessary to be that expensive?”

Bo Yanqing glanced at her while he leaned against the liquor cabinet, bowed his head to get a cigarette, his hair all combed back, his dark eyes slightly hooded, veiling the sharpness in them.

After lighting his cigarette, he set down the lighter, his hand resting lazily on the cabinet, his posture relaxed, his shirt untied at the top, revealing a glimpse of his collarbone.

Kang Xiangyue gazed at him, her heart suddenly racing.

“What are you trying to say?” he asked.

“Send Nan Jiaojiao away.

It’s okay not to pursue her for mooching off us for so long, but don’t let her come again.

Continue with Xu Shu’s treatments, and you will see I’m telling the truth.”

Bo Yanqing scoffed, his voice as deep as ever, “What does it matter to you?”

“I, I am concerned for Qingshan, for the Bo Family…”

“So, what does the Bo Family have to do with you?”

Bo Yanqing asked again, flicking the ash from his cigarette, only taking two puffs before snuffing it out.

He had always had a heavy smoking habit.

Nan Jiaojiao had spent the morning in Qingshan’s room while he managed affairs from his study.

Tired, he took a couple of drags to revive himself, careful not to smoke too much lest Nan Jiaojiao detect the smell on him and disapprove.

Kang Xiangyue asked, “Our families are old friends, aren’t they?

We’ve grown up together since childhood; can’t I speak about matters concerning the Bo Family?”