Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife
Chapter 2039: Knowing the Score
Nan Jiaojiao blew on her food a few times before putting it in her mouth, and Ye Wanting heard her, “Having hotpot? Why are you only eating dinner now?”
“Is it very late?” Nan Jiaojiao pulled over Bo Yanching’s wrist, the watch pointed to eight o’clock, “We went to the horse track in the afternoon, left late, by the time we got to the city it was already dark.”
“Well, you eat first, and reply to me when you’re done, or don’t reply if you’re busy. Feel free to chat anytime.”
Nan Jiaojiao said, “Okay, I’ll hang up then.”
She didn’t tell Ye Wanting about Yaen Chi.
Knowing that Yaen Chi had safely returned to the Capital City, Nan Jiaojiao immediately wanted to tell Ye Wanting. She was always worried about Yaen Chi, it was convenient that they were both in the Capital City and could watch out for each other, but Bo Yanching stopped her.
No one actually knows how badly Yaen Chi is hurt since he didn’t spread the news, so only a few people are aware of it. He obviously knows Ye Wanting is also in the Capital City, having often visited her at school before.
Not saying anything is to avoid worrying Ye Wanting, plus if the news gets passed through a third person, Ye Wanting might overthink it and possibly rush to the hospital without a moment’s delay.
Yaen Chi’s special status makes it so that with Elder Li and Li Jian around, no one can easily approach him. Ye Wanting going without notice would end up not seeing anyone, only creating misunderstandings.
Nan Jiaojiao felt that made sense but was still worried, so she sent Yaen Chi a message.
He quickly replied: “Big brother knows, I’m aware, don’t worry.”
Bo Yanching immediately grabbed his phone, deleted Yaen Chi’s message, and even wiped previous chat records, “Don’t keep receiving this rubbish, who does he think he is calling himself brother, going out once and getting bold.”
Nan Jiaojiao didn’t react at first, but later realized that when Yaen Chi claims to be her brother, it lowers Bo Yanching’s seniority. How could he let the little follower from childhood have the chance to surpass him, especially since he’s not a real brother, pretending to be kin for nothing.
“Is it Wanting?” Bo Yanching asked.
“Yes, she told me she received the altered bridesmaid dress, tried it on, and really likes it.”
Nan Jiaojiao was about to place her phone on the table when Bo Yanching seamlessly took it, slipped it into his pants pocket, broke apart a pair of chopsticks and handed them to her. When she was about to pick food from the spicy pot, she found her bowl piled up like a small mountain.
“Did you tell Grandma we’re not going back?”
“Yes, just eat without worry.” Bo Yanching knocked her head lightly, his eyes motioning to her bowl.
Nan Jiaojiao smiled at him vacantly.
Bo Yanching picked up a shrimp ball to add to her bowl.
He had two pairs of chopsticks in front of him, using one to pick food for Nan Jiaojiao, and switched to the pair without chili oil to pick food from the tomato pot for Qianqian.
Bo Qingshan was quite tough and refused to eat from the tomato pot, insisting on picking food from the spicy pot. After just a few bites, his mouth was burning red. Nan Jiaojiao feared he might get carried away and overly spiced, advising him not to eat more.
Bo Qingshan downed half a bottle of Sprite but wouldn’t admit defeat, “I won’t, spicy tastes good. A real man should eat the spiciest!”
“The spiciest…” Nan Jiaojiao didn’t even want to tsk at him, “This is mildly spicy, and you’re sweating buckets. Practice for another ten years, maybe then you’ll barely manage with mildly spicy pots.”
Whether Bo Qingshan’s face was red from the spice or the choking, he was gasping for breath, “It’s just a bit of chili. If Sister Jiaojiao can eat it, I can definitely too. Don’t worry, I’ll get used to it after a few more bites.”
The mouth sure is stubborn.
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