Chapter 1925: No Other Intentions

Bo Yanching’s eyebrows twitched.

Oh no.

“Thanks for the reminder, Aunt Mou.”

He hastily said a word of thanks, turned around, and hurried towards the courtyard, his steps even quickened a bit.

Bo Yanching usually has a steady disposition, especially with an elder present. Normally, he would never be this impolite, but Aunt Mou thought about it and followed him inside.

She had just walked to the persimmon tree outside the young lady’s room and saw, through the window, Bo Yanching wrapping Nan Jiaojiao up.

Aunt Mou quickened her pace and went inside, “Mr. Bo, young lady, what’s the matter?”

Just as she asked, Nan Jiaojiao, with her head and face wet, looked over bitterly, “Aunt Mou, the pipe burst!”

Bo Yanching wrapped a bath towel around her, wiping water off her, holding his urge to laugh.

No matter how hurriedly he moved, he was still slower than her quick hands; he had only taken off his coat before standing under the shower, drenched.

Aunt Mou hurriedly went to fetch a dry towel, “I should have come earlier. The pipe has been broken for the past couple of days and hasn’t been repaired yet. Tonight, I’ve prepared rooms for you and Mr. Bo in the main house. Why don’t you change your clothes? I’ll lead you there.”

Nan Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, “So it was already broken! Scared me to death, I thought I’d caused trouble from the start. I was afraid Master would kick me out that very night.”

“That would never happen. Elder Jiang cherishes you the most, even if he says otherwise, he really cares about you.”

Aunt Mou then spoke to Bo Yanching, “Mr. Bo, I’ll wait for you outside, there’s no rush, it’s still early.”

Bo Yanching replied with a sound, walked Aunt Mou to the door, didn’t close it, and instead carried Nan Jiaojiao into the walk-in closet and closed its door.

After changing clothes, Nan Jiaojiao packed up several outfits in a random bag, Bo Yanching reached out to carry it for her.

Aunt Mou was still outside, walking ahead to light the way, while Bo Yanching held Nan Jiaojiao’s hand, keeping half a shoulder’s distance behind her.

They chatted and laughed along the way. Upon reaching the main house, Nan Jiaojiao was still thinking about the midnight snack feast but it had long been cleared away. Jiang Yu wasn’t back yet; Aunt Mou mentioned that Elder Jiang was staying at the Medicine Garden again recently.

After a while, Han Chuan brought over clothes packed in a suitcase, exclusively retrieved from Feisheng or somewhere. He didn’t dare touch Nan Jiaojiao’s clothes and only managed Bo Yanching’s ones. Once delivered, he left.

The servants of the main house had all gone to rest. In Mist Garden, there weren’t that many rules, and it wasn’t yet nine o’clock, allowing them to be free to engage in activities early.

After showering, Nan Jiaojiao sneaked into Bo Yanching’s room, thinking she’d move fast and suddenly come over to see some surprises. Instead, she found Bo Yanching sitting on the sofa by the window, holding a foreign classic that hadn’t been translated, probably already flipping through a dozen pages.

“Didn’t you shower?”

Bo Yanching had anticipated her arrival, “You haven’t finished your antics yet, not daring to shower.”

Nan Jiaojiao snorted, not going to him, she sat on the bed, hands supporting her from behind, legs dangling lightly from the edge, “I came to check on you, afraid you’re not used to staying here.”

Seeing her behaving like a playful rascal made Bo Yanching laugh, he placed the book facedown on his lap and patted the sofa beside him, “Come over.”

“I really just came to check on you, no other intentions.”

“Really?”

Nan Jiaojiao stiffened her neck, “Really!”

He sneered, turned the book over, gracefully flipping to the next page.

Bo Yanching stopped responding to her, and swiftly Nan Jiaojiao moved over, looking at him askance, “Sneaking over to watch me shower, what’s the point of pretending to be virtuous now?”