Chapter 1723: Does This Look Familiar?

Nan Jiaojiao decisively drew a knife on her. “I’m cutting tomatoes here. If you’ve got something to say, spit it out. I’m busy!”

“This is big, this is big.” Lu Zhenzhen said in disgust, “Bo Yanching is really something. He actually managed to train a lazy bum like you into bravely walking into a kitchen. Modern history ought to record his name. Isn’t he afraid you’ll blow the kitchen up?”

“He’s not afraid. He doesn’t know.”

“Then I’ll keep it short, so your phone doesn’t blow up later before I finish what I have to say.”

Nan Jiaojiao shot her a glare, annoyed.

“Tomorrow your parents are celebrating their twentieth at the hotel, you know that, right?”

“Yeah.”

“She’s frozen you out for this long. Did she finally approve you?”

Nan Jiaojiao went on tiptoe to open the overhead cupboard, took down a plate. “Nope, still hasn’t. She keeps nitpicking.”

“From what I know, she already has a set of jewelry. I even got a picture of it. Take a look, see if it looks familiar.”

Nan Jiaojiao exited the call screen, opened the picture Lu Zhenzhen sent over. Her expression was calm—one glance and she closed it.

“Got it.”

Lu Zhenzhen said, “So you’ve got the idea, huh. My notice wasn’t for nothing. I’m guessing the Ye Family didn’t invite you. I’ll get you an invitation. They don’t treat you like family? Then you go as a guest.”

“I don’t wanna.”

Nan Jiaojiao chopped the tomatoes into a mush, her strength clearly laced with personal resentment. “I’m going to collect a debt.”

Lu Zhenzhen gave her a thumbs up. “Good luck.”

Nan Jiaojiao replied properly, “I’ll borrow your good words.”

“Elder Jiang called me, told me to go back to Mist Garden on Saturday for a get-together, asked what dishes I wanted to eat. She called you too, right? Something up?”

“No, she’s just lonely and bored. Wants us to go back and keep her company for a meal.”

Lu Zhenzhen clicked her tongue. “Nan Jiaojiao, look how derelict you are, you don’t even—”

Nan Jiaojiao lifted her hand and hung up the video call.

The whole world went quiet again.

Half an hour later, Bo Yanching came home. He smelled food at the entryway, hurriedly changed shoes and rushed in, afraid Nan Jiaojiao had managed to set the kitchen on fire, only to see her coming out with a plate of food.

Bo Yanching swept a glance over the neatly cubed tomatoes. “Takeout?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s face fell in an instant. “I cooked it! If you don’t want it, forget it!”

Bo Yanching quickly stopped her. “Who said I don’t want it? My good girl personally cooked—poison or not, I’ll eat it.”

“Can you not talk like that?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s self-esteem took a heavy blow. “Might as well just pour it out.”

“I was joking! It smells really good. I want to eat it. Leave it, okay?”

Bo Yanching took the plate and set it on the dining table. He took Nan Jiaojiao’s hand and pressed it against his stomach through his suit. “I just grabbed a few bites at noon. I’m starving. Feel it, I’ve already lost weight.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s hand bounced back like it’d been shocked. “You’re so greasy!”

Bo Yanching couldn’t help laughing at that, the joy at the corners of his eyes and brows impossible to hide. He smiled and asked, “So… did you plan any other dishes?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s expression turned a little unnatural.

Her gaze darted around twice before coming back. She bit her lip and gave a muffled “Yeah.” “There are.”

“Need my help?”

“No need.” Nan Jiaojiao pushed him away. “Go shower. When you’re done, you can eat.”

Bo Yanching said, “Okay, I’ll go shower. I swear I won’t come back down. You can go wild.”

“So fussy!”

Nan Jiaojiao pushed him to the bedroom door and ran off.

Who does he look down on? It’s just a few dishes!