Chapter 159: Looking Outside the Window

Chapter 159: Looking Out the Window

Unable to suppress the itch in his heart, he pinched Ye Shiqing’s face and quickly pecked her on the lips.

“Shiqing, bring over a soup bowl, I’ll scoop some soup for your sister,” he said, raising his voice deliberately, as his gaze flicked backwards.

Ye Shiqing giggled flirtatiously at him and blinked, “Okay!”

Nan Jiaojiao had her back turned, but that didn’t mean she couldn’t hear the commotion behind her.

It was the first time she regretted having such good hearing, as it made her feel nauseous.

Fortunately, she genuinely had no feelings for Shen Shichu, so she couldn’t muster any anger towards the two of them having an affair right under her nose.

“Jiaojiao, have some soup to warm up,”

Shen Shichu placed a bowl of pork rib soup on the coffee table and straightened up to touch her face.

Nan Jiaojiao shifted aside and said coldly, “Keep your dirty hands off.”

Shen Shichu paused, squinting at her.

He couldn’t read anything from her delicate face, and from such a distance, she couldn’t have heard the noise from before.

“Fine, I won’t touch.

You drink first, I’ll be done eating soon.”

Nan Jiaojiao ignored him.

Shen Shichu felt snubbed and sheepishly returned to the dining room.

Before long, he was joking around with Ye Shiqing as they ate.

Half an hour later, Shen Shichu came back to the living room and sat on the adjacent double sofa.

“Jiaojiao, I’ll stay with you tonight, but I have to leave early tomorrow.

I’ll be here around ten to pick you up, the stylist will come over, I won’t let them disturb you, and after you wake up, you can get your makeup and wedding dress done, okay?”

Nan Jiaojiao was playing a game.

“Jiaojiao?” Shen Shichu leaned in, “I’m talking to you.”

Nan Jiaojiao was busy climbing higher in the game.

Shen Shichu was getting impatient and was about to speak again when Nan Jiaojiao calmly asked, “How have you considered it?”

“Considered what?”

“The design draft.”

Shen Shichu’s voice turned cold, “Our relationship can’t be compared to a design draft.

We’re getting married tomorrow, stop joking like this.”

As if he could let go of this cash cow so easily.

“Then there’s nothing to discuss,”

Nan Jiaojiao stood up, looking down at him, “I’ll stay here tonight, let me know if you change your mind.

Considering you did treat me well three years ago, this is your last chance.”

Shen Shichu’s face darkened instantly, his lips twitched stiffly.

He wanted to say something, but Nan Jiaojiao had already entered the guest room across from the master bedroom.

His bewitching tricks had no place to be applied.

However, he was too confident in himself, thinking he had Nan Jiaojiao completely under his control.

Nan Jiaojiao knew how conceited Shen Shichu was.

He didn’t take the last chance.

Her phone rang, and she was startled when she saw the caller ID, then she answered.

“Uncle?”

“Look out the window,” Bo Yanching’s voice came through, mingled with a faint breeze.

Nan Jiaojiao paused for a moment, walked to the window, and saw the tall, distinct figure of the man standing there, his eyebrows slightly raised, locking eyes with her.

A hint of a smile slowly crossed Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes, “Uncle, come over here.”

The moment Bo Yanching moved, his face suddenly changed, “Nan Jiaojiao, you dare!”

She was standing on the window ledge, her entire body outside the window, and without hesitation, she jumped down.

Bo Yanching threw his phone away and rushed forward in a sprint, catching her steadily.

His heart pounded, his face darkened with intensity, but Nan Jiaojiao just laughed in his arms.

“See, you caught me just fine.”

Bo Yanching slapped her on the buttocks, “You dare jump from the second floor, what if I hadn’t caught you?”