Chapter 1999: Quite Unique

As Bo Yanching’s gaze shifted over, Chu Yao stealthily hid the thumbs-up she gave to Nan Jiaojiao behind her back. Her expression remained steady, without a hint of guilt, “I’m not going. Mo Tingshen is surely nearby. I’ll go look for him later.”

Bo Yanching raised his eyebrows towards her back.

Turning around, Chu Yao was unsurprised to see Mo Tingshen standing in front of a black car.

These two men really are on the same wavelength, both coming here to corner someone.

Chu Yao turned back, waving her hand, “See you.”

Nan Jiaojiao stopped her, “Isn’t it just a one-day holiday? Aren’t you supposed to rush back tonight? Will you make it?”

“Of course, I won’t make it. I took leave. I’ll head back early tomorrow morning.”

“Then can you crash Mo brother’s breakfast tomorrow?”

Chu Yao laughed in exasperation, realizing she was concerned not for her, but for the meal. She really wanted to pinch her face hard, but since she was in Bo Yanching’s arms, she didn’t dare, “That can’t happen. Sister has a flight at six in the morning, I’m too lazy to eat breakfast. How could he possibly make it?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s face fell in disappointment, “Oh, bye-bye.”

Chu Yao let out a laugh, pointing at Nan Jiaojiao, “You cheeky thing, I’ll deal with you next time I come back.”

“Oh.”

Nan Jiaojiao, without missing a beat, added another line.

Chu Yao turned back sharply.

Bo Yanching quickly tucked Nan Jiaojiao into the front passenger seat, and Chu Yao pivoted and left.

Each one more timid than the other.

On the way back, Bo Yanching held Nan Jiaojiao’s hand the entire time, driving with one hand. Nan Jiaojiao glanced over a few times, “Bo Yanching, what you’re doing actually counts as violating driving rules.”

He let out a cold snort, “Why, are you thinking of reporting me?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s neck shrunk back slightly, “I wouldn’t go that far, I can’t bear to.”

Bo Yanching glanced at her, pinching her palm with his fingers, “You only think of ways to coax me when you’re feeling guilty. When there’s something real, you forget about me entirely.”

Nan Jiaojiao played with his fingers, opening them up one by one and placing them back, tapping them one by one on the back of her hand, with her head lowered and her eyes downcast, she looked obedient and meek.

Bo Yanching sighed, patting her hand, then raised his hand to rub her head, “Little brat!”

Nan Jiaojiao grinned widely, “So where are we going to eat?”

“Back to Mist Garden, let Elder Jiang discipline you.”

“You told my master?!”

“Not yet, planning to let her know,” Bo Yanching slighted turned the steering wheel, making a turn at the junction, and added quietly, “Jiaobaoer, what is that vine stick placed in the hall used for?”

Nan Jiaojiao gulped, nervously leaning back into her seat.

If she outright said it was for Elder Jiang to hit her with, wouldn’t it be quite embarrassing?

But when her master truly lost her temper, she couldn’t even be bothered to walk those few steps to take the vine stick, she would just break a branch by the door and use it on her. It was only when she grew older that she realized that the stand for the vine stick was used by others to hold long swords. Those things were rare, antiques, and valuable. But her family just put a random vine stick from a tree on it.

Such waste of fine resources.

When she was little, after Elder Jiang placed the vine stick on it, it was only used a few times, and then never again. The servants had to carefully wipe away any dust around it during cleaning.

“Ah…” Her eyes darted around, “It’s a decoration mostly for style.”

“Is it?”

Bo Yanching smirked, stifling a laugh, “Quite unique.”