Chapter 2024: Why Is She Here

Every time she read those melodramatic novels, where the male and female protagonists eat bloody steaks in the morning, with congee and red wine, she thought it was ridiculous. Who wants to start the day with a mouthful of stench and wine-induced dizziness? Pure madness.

Bo Yanching had a severe cleanliness obsession, but now that Nan Jiaojiao was around, his obsession had taken a backseat. Yet, he still made sure to wipe the tables and chairs until they gleamed.

Aren’t you afraid of making it so clean that you’ll get hemorrhoids from sitting?

Nan Jiaojiao packed a few bowls of tofu pudding, some steamed buns, and sweet silver rolls, went back, showered, changed clothes, and headed to the old house.

Auntie Wu got the message early and was waiting by the door. Seeing the car approaching from a distance, she set down her watering pot, walked out quickly, and waited for the car to stop. She went around to the front passenger side to help open the car door.

“The Old Lady has been waiting since early morning. I just coaxed her inside. She was just a step ahead. Knowing Young Madam was coming back, she started planning the menu last night. She even made several of your favorite pastries.”

Everyone in the Bo Family had long started calling her ‘Young Madam’, which she wasn’t quite used to. She corrected them a few times, but to no avail, so she simply gave up. But every time she’d hear it, she’d still blush.

“Did Grandma get up early?”

“It’s about the usual time. She’s getting older and sleeps less as the years go by. By the way, has Young Madam had breakfast?”

“Yes, I had breakfast with Yanqing at the breakfast spot. I even brought some for everyone.”

“Really! How fortunate for us!”

Auntie Wu linked arms with Nan Jiaojiao, chatting and laughing as they went inside. Bo Yanching carried the food box and followed behind, not even getting a greeting glance from Auntie Wu.

He was already used to this, helplessly stifling a laugh.

His status in this household was getting lower and lower, almost to the point of being invisible.

As they approached the entrance, there were faint voices coming from inside. Nan Jiaojiao looked towards Auntie Wu for explanation; she sighed but before she could say anything, the Old Lady already saw them.

“My Jiaojiao is back?”

The Old Lady’s voice was cheerful. She came over from the sofa to welcome her. Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t possibly let her exert herself, so she hurried over to support the Old Lady.

“Grandma.”

“I thought you all wouldn’t return until noon. Xiao San is something else, calling me out of the blue. I waited at the door for quite a while, was there traffic?”

“We hit a bit of morning traffic, but it’s fine, just a short distance. I wouldn’t want you waiting, getting up so early.”

The Old Lady patted her hand, leading her to sit on the sofa, “Awake is awake, knowing you’re coming back makes me so happy. Have you had breakfast yet?”

“Yes, I brought you tofu pudding. Would you like some?”

“Of course! Last time—”

“Jiaojiao, you seldom come back, and you bring such street food for Grandma? Is it clean? Won’t it upset her stomach?” a female voice interjected.

So dramatic and sounded grating.

Nan Jiaojiao only then noticed there was someone on the single sofa nearby.

“Song Yuan?”

Wasn’t she supposed to be detained?

The Song family surely had connections that reached beyond the usual, even to the point of interfering in Rongcheng City.

Springing Song Yuan out and sending her to the Bo Family for protection, who would dare to provoke her now openly?

It was a good plan, except that calculations crumbled all over her face, which was quite unpleasant.

Nan Jiaojiao adjusted her expression, asked nonchalantly, “What a coincidence, Miss Song, meeting you again.”

Song Yuan nodded as a form of greeting, gesturing towards her leg, “I’m sorry, Jiaojiao, my leg is still injured, so it’s inconvenient for me to stand up—I can only talk to you like this. I hope you don’t mind?”