Chapter 2113: I Was Wrong, Jiaobaoer

“Uncle, are you secretly looking at Aunt’s phone?”

“Shh!”

Bo Yanching quickly covered the little one’s mouth, then released it, tapping his index finger on her lips, “Keep it down, if you’re heard, your uncle’s going to get in trouble.”

“Oh.”

Qianqian climbed down from his lap, and he habitually supported the little one to help her stand firm, “Where are you going?”

Qianqian gave him an adorable smile, “Qianqian is thirsty, Qianqian is going to get a drink. Does Uncle want one?”

“I’m fine, don’t take one from the fridge, there’s a new one your aunt bought today in the snack cabinet, grab one yourself.”

“Okay, Qianqian is going.”

The little one wiggled her hands and ran off.

Bo Yanching didn’t bother her, as it had been a long time since he last touched Nan Jiaojiao’s phone. Although her social circle was small, it was different now; there were a lot of men at the company, and she had such a pretty face that even Pei Dongshi had to fend off many annoying admirers for her. Whenever he heard about it, he would get anxious, fearing that one day she might actually be taken away by someone else, and it wouldn’t just be about disliking his age then.

Usually, he didn’t dare look, but now she was upstairs keeping an eye on Bo Qingshan, so Bo Yanching braved the risk to sneak a little peek.

She did have quite a few people added on WeChat.

But the chat boxes were quite simplistic, some even empty, with Nan Jiaojiao not saying a word, but inexplicably, the other person would send a message: “Jiaojiao, XX movie is out tomorrow, do you want to watch it?”

This was obviously someone who had harassed her before, but due to work requirements, hadn’t been deleted yet, though the chat history was cleared, the person sent messages again to test waters.

Bo Yanching ground his teeth hard.

He was right about to delete a friend when suddenly a voice dropped from above: “Uncle, what’s there on Sister Jiaojiao’s phone?”

“Dirty stuff!”

Bo Yanching replied without thinking, suddenly stunned, and when he looked up, he met Nan Jiaojiao’s smiling yet subtly dangerous face.

Was that cutesy voice just now really her?

Mocking him by mimicking Qianqian?

Bo Yanching immediately didn’t dare let her speak, quickly changing the subject, “Is Qingshan done with his homework?”

“Not yet, I missed you, so I came down to find you.”

When she said “missed,” it wasn’t just a regular miss, the brighter her smile, the more daggers were hidden.

Nan Jiaojiao was still holding Qianqian’s hand, the little one standing there confidently; perhaps she didn’t think her prank would get caught. Oh wow, so young, and she’s already finding excuses to coax him, silently bringing Nan Jiaojiao down.

Bo Yanching sensibly handed her the phone, “Baby, don’t miss me now, wait till you’re not mad tonight, okay?”

As soon as he finished, Nan Jiaojiao’s lips slowly dropped from the smile at a visibly slow pace.

Her eyes seemed to contain icy shards, coldly staring at him.

Bo Yanching’s heart skipped a beat, he stood up, slightly bent at the waist, holding the phone with both hands, offering it like a tribute.

“I was wrong, Jiaobaoer.”

Only then did Nan Jiaojiao take the phone from his hands, glanced at it, and calmly deleted the male colleague’s contact from her friends.

Bo Yanching watched from the side, feeling secretly pleased.

“Next time, just ask me directly, don’t sneak a look. If you want to look, do it in front of me, I don’t have any secrets.”

Bo Yanching was so ashamed he couldn’t lift his head and took out his phone to offer it to her, “Here, look at mine as compensation.”

Nan Jiaojiao disdainfully didn’t even give it a glance, “What’s there to see on yours, they’re all men. If something really happened with them, you’d be long unclean.”