Chapter 2066: Lucky There's No Dog at Home

Pei Dongshi felt like he was choking on old blood, really wanting to dig into her mind to see what rubbish fills it.

The car drove to the building of Bo’s. Bo Yanching was already waiting—not accompanied by anyone, nor a car—standing in a prominent spot, looking down at his phone.

Nan Jiaojiao ran out of the car, deliberately softening her footsteps, but he suddenly raised his head and caught sight of her from several meters away.

Bo Yanching opened his arms and pulled her into his embrace, pinching her cheek, “Why aren’t you happy?”

“I wanted to surprise you, how did you know I was coming?”

“I didn’t know, just a mind connection I guess.”

Bo Yanching hugged Nan Jiaojiao, switched his phone to the other hand, and slipped it into his trousers pocket. He patted Nan Jiaojiao’s shoulder and walked with her towards the car, pulling open the back seat and squeezing in.

“Thanks, Brother Pei, for going out of your way to pick me up.”

As soon as Pei Dongshi turned his head, he was choked by that “Brother Pei”. The anger from the little girl hadn’t dissipated, and he couldn’t control his temper, “Don’t thank me. Your wife insisted on threatening me to pick you up—dared not refuse.”

Bo Yanching raised his eyebrow, glanced down at Nan Jiaojiao with a serious face, “Jiaojiao is misbehaving. Brother Pei is generous; don’t hold it against her.”

“Not that I dare to.”

Pei Dongshi sighed, resigning himself to the role of the driver.

The Sichuan restaurant Nan Jiaojiao mentioned wasn’t far from here. At this hour, the place was bustling, fully seated. Nan Jiaojiao initially wanted a spot downstairs, but there was no room, so she had to move to a private room.

She ordered a few favorite dishes, but then passed the phone to Bo Yanching, who scanned with his phone before adding a few more dishes and passing it to Pei Dongshi.

“I won’t order; I have a similar taste to this girl. We can’t finish too much food.”

Bo Yanching then placed the order and casually asked, “Does Brother Pei also eat spicy food?”

“I don’t like it, but at home and Mist Garden, I have no place. She likes it, so we cook to her taste. If I don’t eat, I’ll starve.”

“Nonsense!” Nan Jiaojiao immediately refuted, “Clearly, your aunt makes you soup and sweet and sour ribs, and you enjoy them. Always talking nonsense like this—you’re quite a big man, without any stature!”

Pei Dongshi nearly broke the hand pouring tea, barely holding himself from throwing the pot at her face, “What soup? The ribs are for you. You’re too lazy to gnaw on bones, so my mom has the cook pull the meat off. No dogs at home, so it’d be a waste to throw out the bones. A sprinkle of Sichuan peppercorns and a few vegetable leaves makes a soup that claims to be made for me. How shameless?”

Nan Jiaojiao shrunk her neck, guilty but still arguing, “It’s not just bone soup…”

“Right, it’s not just bones, but leftover chicken feet, duck feet, chicken butts, or liver intestines that you don’t like. Cooked whatever way, without chili, then it’s said to be made for me. Fortunately, there’s no dog at home; otherwise, I wouldn’t get a bite.”

Pei Dongshi kept talking and got himself amused, too lazy to keep up the gritted teeth.

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him, then…

Very guilty, she covered Bo Yanching’s ears.

She admitted she’d been spoiled from young, but that’s because she’s adorable with a knack for winning over elders, never speaking badly of Pei Dongshi in front of her aunt or mentor.

“Don’t listen to him; it might stress you out. Rest assured, after marriage, I’ll treat you well. Definitely won’t let you suffer like he did.”