Chapter 1763: Check That Car

Nan Jiaojiao sensibly massaged his temples, “You’ve worked hard, let me help you relax.”

Bo Yanching couldn’t help but laugh, pulling her hand down, “Alright, just put on a show, if you really massage, I’m afraid your hand will hurt.”

Nan Jiaojiao curled her fingers, grumbling, “You think I’m useless.”

“No way!”

Bo Yanching pulled her into his embrace, “Take it easy, it’s scary, I don’t have the guts.”

Nan Jiaojiao lightly glanced at him, “Men’s words can’t be trusted.”

“Who says that?”

“My grandpa!”

Bo Yanching: “…”

The old man spoiled his kids, often using the tactic of losing a thousand to hurt the enemy by eight hundred, even scolding himself.

Bo Yanching coughed lightly, “Sweetie, others’ words can’t be trusted, but mine can. Could you cut me some slack?”

Nan Jiaojiao blinked at him, “Alright.”

She looked into the car, Bo Yanching held her hand as he stood up and explained, “Han Chuan brought me here, he went home first. I’ll find a designated driver later.”

“No need, I’ll drive.”

“Sure.”

Bo Yanching handed her the keys.

Nan Jiaojiao parked the car, got out, and holding hands with him, they walked to the candied hawthorn shop across the street.

Upstairs, Han Qi stood by the window, his gaze following their movements.

Xiao Yu called out to him, receiving no response, he came over with two glasses of wine, only to see Han Qi already holding one.

“What are you looking at? They’ve been calling you for ages. They’re short a person at the pool table and want you to fill in.”

Han Qi ignored him, Xiao Yu waved a hand in front of his face, only to have it slapped away by Han Qi.

“Get lost.”

Xiao Yu hissed, looked down following his line of sight, finally recognizing Nan Jiaojiao’s ugly bag. He glanced back at Han Qi, unable to help but give him a thumbs up.

“You’re something else, even ‘licking dog’ falls short for you.”

“Give me a cigarette.”

“Don’t you have your own?”

Han Qi shot him a sideways glance, Xiao Yu instantly handed over a cigarette, Han Qi didn’t reach out, “Light it for me.”

“I owe you, don’t I?”

With a tense lip line, Han Qi growled, word by word, “I’m so pissed my hands are shaking, can’t light it, hurry up or I’ll torch you.”

Xiao Yu nervously lit the cigarette. Before he could take it from his mouth, Han Qi snatched it and took a long drag.

Grinding his teeth, he exhaled the smoke, “I’m so brain-dead, I can’t figure out where I’m lacking.”

Xiao Yu glanced down; if he hadn’t seen it himself, he’d never know Nan Jiaojiao had a boyfriend, although he couldn’t recognize the man.

He casually asked, “Who’s that guy?”

Han Qi nearly ground his teeth to dust, “Bo Yanching!”

Xiao Yu froze for a second, then laughed, “And you don’t know why you lost?”

Han Qi never felt so humiliated by being trumped so openly.

He lifted his foot, but after thinking it over, kicking was pointless, he’d already lost face.

“Qi Heng,” Han Qi called out, calling someone over and pointing at a car that just drove off, “Check that car.”

Qi Heng took out his phone, zoomed in and took a photo of the license plate.

Asked, “What’s up, Brother Qi?”

Han Qi squinted, “Can’t put my finger on it, doesn’t feel right, check it out.”

Qi Heng: “Alright.”

…

Nan Jiaojiao glanced back, Bo Yanching gently tugged at her, “What’s wrong?”

Nan Jiaojiao looked at him, then back in the same direction.

She felt like someone was watching her.