Chapter 162: I Want to Keep You Tonight

Bo Yanqing’s eyes darkened as he picked her up and kissed her, holding the back of her head.

Their breaths became uneven as they rolled from the outer side of the bed to the inside, and abruptly, Bo Yanqing stopped.

His raspy voice, tinged with hoarseness, said, “You’re pretty bad.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s face flushed, and she boldly moved closer to his ear, about to kiss him, when Bo Yanqing suddenly lowered his head, burying it in the crook of her shoulder, waiting for his breath to calm down.

“Not tonight.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes twitched, “My period just ended.”

“These things should be consensual, focusing on mutual happiness.

I’m not too happy, don’t have the mood for it.”

Bo Yanqing smoothed the strands of hair on her cheek, “Shall I come to find you tomorrow night?”

Nan Jiaojiao nuzzled into the pillow, her gaze flitting to the door, probably understanding what was bothering him, but she didn’t call him out on it, going along with his wishes.

“Okay.”

Afterward, the two embraced and kissed for a long while.

Lingering in bed until late into the night, Bo Yanqing checked the time on his phone, it was already past midnight, and he got out of bed.

His shirt was suddenly grasped.

Turning around, he saw Nan Jiaojiao, who he thought was asleep, looking at him with wide eyes, “Are you leaving?”

She had been drowsy, but now fully awake, she became very clingy.

Bo Yanqing bent down, gently stroking her hair, “You never ask me to stay, what’s going on now?”

Nan Jiaojiao shifted outwards a bit, getting closer, and lifted her moist eyes, “I want you to stay tonight, will you?”

He chuckled lightly, “No.”

Nan Jiaojiao bit her lip, looking utterly aggrieved, “Then will you wait until I fall asleep before you go?”

Bo Yanqing should refuse her, but he was unable to resist those soft, tender eyes imploring him, he gave a slight nod inward, indicating “move in.”

Nan Jiaojiao immediately scooted in, still clutching his shirt.

Only after he lay down did she let go; she leaned against him as he stretched out an arm, hugging his shoulders contentedly with a sigh, “Third Master, you’re truly kind.”

A slight scratch like a cat’s claw tingled Bo Yanqing’s heart as he smoothed her hair, his voice tender, “When have I ever been unkind to you?”

Nan Jiaojiao unbuttoned his shirt, pulled it open, and nestled her face against it, “I’m going to sleep, goodnight.”

Bo Yanqing turned to his side, wrapping his arm around her waist to make her more comfortable.

Nan Jiaojiao fell asleep quickly, her even breathing warming his body.

Bo Yanqing pulled his shirt from her hands, buttoned it up with one hand, covered her with the blanket, and quietly left.

Back in the car, there were several missed calls on his phone.

Han Lie had called at a precise time.

Bo Yanqing answered, “Wrap it up.”

“Third Master, there’s been a complication.

Shareholders within all of Shen’s overseas companies suddenly started selling their shares, and the buyer appears to be the same person.

By the time our people realized and tried to investigate, they couldn’t trace the bank account of the buyer, let alone locate the person through the account.

Previously, we acquired only scattered shares and those from small shareholders, and we were unable to move the veteran shareholders of the central board of directors.

For someone to acquire shares on such a large scale without any whispers reaching the homeland, we must be wary of their intentions.”

Bo Yanqing listened calmly as he lit a cigarette.

The flame from the lighter flickered into his eyes, narrowing them slightly before returning to their dark hue.

“Han Lie,” he spoke with a calm yet forceful tone, “your skills have regressed since you went abroad.”

Han Lie shivered, responding quickly, “I’m on it, I’ll have an answer for you before dawn.”