Chapter 210: Indifference

Bo Yanching’s indifferent gaze swept downward, “No need to mention it in the future, take her away.”

Han Chuan helped Jih Mingyue to her feet, his hands not seeming to exert much force, but she couldn’t break free.

Half dragging, half carrying, he took her out.

Han Qi clicked his tongue a few times, “Master Bo really doesn’t know how to appreciate and cherish the fairer sex.

After all, she’s been with you.

Even if she slept with other men behind your back, she got hurt right under your nose.

The least you could do is send her to the hospital, right?”

Bo Yanching chuckled lowly, “Young Master Han, mind your own business.”

Han Qi’s eyes darted around, “What about me?

I’ve been good, at least when I was pursuing my girlfriend I was the very picture of chastity.”

His eyes intensely fixed on Nan Jiaojiao, he tried to read even a trace of praise from her face.

It didn’t matter if there wasn’t any.

“Little fairy, Master Bo is busy, shall I take you home?”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t respond, her voice casual and soft, “Zhenzhen will take me home.

You guys can continue arguing if you like, I won’t disturb you.”

Disturb?

The child wasn’t angry, her voice still tender and soft, but beneath the calm lay a hint of irritation.

To his ears, her words came with an underlying jab.

But when Nan Jiaojiao truly left, he realized she was serious.

Bo Yanching watched her get on the elevator, a coldness flashing through his eyes, sharp like icy branches in the harsh winter frost.

She didn’t even ask a single question, which meant she was implicitly acknowledging his relationship with Jih Mingyue.

Was she truly indifferent, or had she never cared about him at all?

Were all those previous joys and pleasures fake?

Bo Yanching pulled out a cigarette and tried striking the lighter several times to no avail.

Eventually, he gave up on lighting it, simply pinching the cigarette between his fingers while a stifling pain settled in his chest.

Han Qi squeezed into the elevator, shamelessly engaging with Lu Zhenzhen’s half-joking, half-sarcastic remarks and insisting on standing next to Nan Jiaojiao.

His phone rang, and glancing at the caller ID, his expression instantly turned cold.

“I’ve told you, it hasn’t even been a week, one won’t starve to death.

You’re so eager to rush me to release her, if you piss me off I might just keep her locked up longer.

By the time you see your daughter, she’ll really have turned into a dried-up corpse.”

“She is your own sister!

Han Qi, are you trying to kill me with anger?” Kang Mingde’s frantic yelling came through the receiver.

Lu Zhenzhen couldn’t help but glance sideways.

Han Qi licked his teeth and sneered, “That’s the daughter you had with your mistress.

Don’t try to relate her to me, I’m not familiar with you.”

“You ungrateful and irreverent scoundrel!

I should’ve disowned you long ago!

I’m going to say it one more time, release your sister immediately!”

Such trivial threats had made calluses on Han Qi’s ears – never a fresh word.

He simply cut off the call.

Lu Zhenzhen asked, “What’s going on?”

“Oh, it’s nothing.

My foolish sister kidnapped the little fairy, so I’ve locked her up as revenge on behalf of the little fairy.”

“Is that so?!”

Lu Zhenzhen took a couple of steps towards Nan Jiaojiao, “How come I didn’t know?

Why didn’t you tell me?”

Well, how should she put it.

She couldn’t possibly admit she made a foolish mistake, mistaking Kang Xiangyue for Grey Wolf’s person.

There was no kidnapping; it was voluntary to go with the kidnapper.

That’s just an embarrassing blot on her past, too shameful to mention.

So after turning the words over in her mouth a few times, Nan Jiaojiao simply and briefly said, “It’s already taken care of.”

“That Kang has some nerve, daring to mess with my people!”

Lu Zhenzhen clenched his jaw tightly, his eyes fixed on Han Qi, “Keep her locked up longer; if you don’t turn her into a dried-up corpse, I won’t respect you!”