Chapter 2117: So Ruthless

When he finally reacted and didn’t want to play dumb anymore, he felt a chill all over his body when he glanced at Nan Jiaojiao’s expression.

He couldn’t bring back his dumb act; he was afraid of being found out too soon, which would make her even angrier. He kept looking for the right moment to regain his intelligence, but before he could do anything, Third Uncle came in.

“Third Uncle, how can you do this? Sister Jiaojiao is helping me with my homework!”

How could he be so oblivious, barging in and snatching people away!

Bo Yanching shot him a glance.

Just one look, and Bo Qingshan’s aggressive demeanor instantly softened, and he quickly turned back.

Bo Yanching took the test paper placed in front of him, glanced at it briefly, then put it back in front of him, “Which question don’t you understand?”

Bo Qingshan was reluctant to talk to him, secretly dismissing him, and pointed at a certain question with his finger, “This one!”

Bo Yanching chuckled, “Really don’t understand?”

“I don’t understand!”

“Then you’re really picking the wrong one. You solved two more difficult questions without a single mistake, yet you messed up in the middle of this one. What’s going on?”

A chill suddenly surged up Bo Qingshan’s neck.

Busted?

He instinctively looked at Nan Jiaojiao; she was staring at him with a cold look, and he didn’t dare to meet her gaze, immersing himself back into the test paper.

While solving the problem, he argued, “I understand it now. Sister Jiaojiao taught me. I just figured out how to write it; I just didn’t put my pen down yet!”

Oh.

Bo Yanching was still bending over beside him, tapping lightly on the edge of his paper intermittently.

He wasn’t tapping the table; he was tapping Bo Qingshan’s skull!

“Sister Jiaojiao, it’s done!”

Bo Qingshan solved the problem and handed it to Nan Jiaojiao with both hands, looking at her with hopeful big eyes, “Please take a look and see if it’s right. I solved it using your method.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked down from the first word “solution.”

This wasn’t not understanding; this was too much understanding.

Poor him, a top student pretending to be at the bottom for a whole night.

“Sister Jiaojiao…” Bo Qingshan couldn’t read her expression, feeling anxious, and his voice became smaller: “Is it, is it right?”

Nan Jiaojiao shoved the paper into his face, pushed his face away, and got up to leave.

Bo Qingshan was stupefied, immediately wanting to chase after her, but Bo Yanching pressed him back into his chair.

“Next time, come up with a better plan. Your Sister Jiaojiao isn’t that easy to fool.”

Bo Qingshan’s face turned red instantly, stammering defensively: “I-I really don’t understand.”

Bo Yanching raised his eyebrows, gave him a sympathetic look, didn’t scold him as rare, straightened up, and stretched his neck.

“She’s my wife, stop pestering her.”

Bo Qingshan was unconvinced, “But you’re not married yet!”

“Say one more word, and when I get married, you’ll be the flower boy.”

“…”

How humiliating!

With his height, he could be the best man, not a flower boy!

He’d be stupidly carrying a shabby basket, sprinkling flowers to personally send the woman he loved into the arms of an old man?

Such a heart-wrenching method, such a cruel man!

At the stairwell, Nan Jiaojiao was standing there waiting.

Bo Yanching quickened his pace to go over, thinking she was playing on her phone, glanced at it, couldn’t help but laugh.

“Buying so much?”

Nan Jiaojiao ordered all the exercise books and past exam papers in the shopping cart.

“Not too much; it’ll last until he graduates from elementary school.”

Bo Yanching pulled her into a hug, “He only annoyed you for two hours, and you’re this harsh; he won’t dare bother you anymore.”

Nan Jiaojiao snorted, “If he’s going to act, he should have picked something besides playing dumb; he deserves it!”