Chapter 2049: Self-Awareness

She knew the distance from the restaurant to the kitchen, how to control the volume, and every spiteful word she said was just loud enough for only two people to hear.

Nan Jiaojiao matched her tone, “It’s just a matter of time, even if we haven’t married, we’re openly in a relationship. Do I need to restrain myself with him?”

“You shouldn’t do it at home… there are elders here, you don’t pay attention to the impact at all!”

“Grandma likes it. She’s too happy seeing how well Bo Yanching and I get along. Don’t worry, I absolutely won’t act like this with other men outside, regardless if they’re single or not, especially those engaged. I know my limits, and I definitely wouldn’t shamelessly cling to them.”

“You!”

Song Yuan wasn’t stupid; she could tell these sarcastic remarks were ridiculing her.

What right does this slut have!

When Bo Yanching was here earlier, she kept silent, and waited until he left to start with the snide remarks. Does Bo Yanching know her true face?

She had cursing words on the tip of her tongue, but remembered her mother’s advice, somehow restrained her anger, and at least maintained her composure.

“Miss Nan, don’t celebrate too early. Grandma Bo agreeing isn’t enough for the marriage of Third Brother; the Bo Family in the Capital City won’t recognize you. Given your background, you shouldn’t ask for things you can’t have now that you’ve managed to cling onto Third Brother, understand?”

“Well, I really didn’t know that,” Nan Jiaojiao looked eager to hear more, “Why don’t you tell me?”

Song Yuan slightly raised her chin, her noble birth making it barely tolerable for her to converse with lower-class people, “Your identities are the obstacle. Even if no one does anything, your marriage with Third Brother is destined not to be peaceful and won’t last long. Tofu pudding and hotpot are just novelties at the Bo Family, never making it into the halls of nobility. Recognize yourself early; I’m saying this for your own good, so you don’t get involved and end up with nothing.”

Nan Jiaojiao stared at her, blinked, and suddenly laughed.

Song Yuan originally thought she could make Nan Jiaojiao recognize her place with these words, but was infuriated by the laugh, and immediately darkened her face. “What are you laughing at!”

Nan Jiaojiao hadn’t responded, and Bo Yanching came out with a bowl of noodles, placing it steadily in front of Nan Jiaojiao before letting go.

He stirred it a few times, lifted a chopstickful of noodles to the surface of the broth, “It’s hot, be careful when eating.”

There were just a few drops of chili oil in the bowl, that disappeared with a random stir, not even clinging to the edge of the bowl, and the portion was small, only half of the normal amount. Yet he used such a big bowl to serve it, with two moves of the chopsticks you could see the bottom!

“So little!”

Bo Yanching justified righteously, “And you’re picky. Waking up to eat a midnight snack, do I have to feed you full? Just taste it to relieve your craving. If you’re full, you’ll toss and turn until morning, how would you sleep?”

Nan Jiaojiao made a pouty face, losing interest, “Bo Yanching, you’re truly abusive, I’m going to complain to Grandma!”

“Complain tomorrow,” Bo Yanching glanced at the bowl of noodles. “Be good, let’s just eat this much.”

Nan Jiaojiao picked at it, “This much will be gone in two bites!”

Bo Yanching smiled at her, “Then eat it in two bites for me to see, open my eyes.”

Furious, Nan Jiaojiao reached out to pinch his waist.