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Bo Yanching: “You go first.”

Nan Jiaojiao: “You go first.”

He tapped her chin, “If I go first, I’m afraid you’ll come to your senses later and hit me.”

Nan Jiaojiao wrinkled her nose, somewhat aware of her own unreliability, “I complained to my godmother. I’m afraid my senior brother will call and scold me, so I put it on silent.”

He knew it.

She gets into mischief every day, but nothing ever truly happens. Even if kidnapped, the one to fear would be the kidnappers.

Despite knowing this, Bo Yanching came straight over when he couldn’t reach her the second time, leaving Han Chuan behind and pushing all unfinished work onto the workers.

Seeing Nan Jiaojiao safe and sound in his arms, he felt a tiny bit guilty, planning to send Han Chuan a red envelope later.

“Having your phone on silent is fine, but the phone needs to be face up, and if I call, you must answer when you can. If you can’t, find some time when you’re idle to send me a message.”

“Got it.”

Nan Jiaojiao slipped out of his embrace. After all, they were at the company entrance, and getting too affectionate might nauseate others. But Bo Yanching wasn’t quite happy; she stepped back, yet his hand still barely supported her from behind.

“I’m hungry.”

Nan Jiaojiao shook his arm, and he took her hand and squeezed it into his palm, pulling her back, “Get in the car, I’ll take you to eat something tasty.”

Nan Jiaojiao grinned at him, cheerfully making her way around the car’s front.

As she raised her hand but hadn’t yet grasped the door handle, the man’s hand reached out from behind to help her open it. Only then did she notice Bo Yanching had followed over, covering her head with his hand, protecting it as she got in, and bending in to kiss her.

Nan Jiaojiao’s pouty lips were squashed by him and then puffed out again. She pouted as he got in the car, holding his face to her mouth and giving him a playful bite.

After the bite, she wanted to escape but was pulled back for a proper deep kiss.

In matters of teasing, he often led with a little gesture, tempting her to retaliate only to be skilfully managed by him.

Bo Yanching had Aunt Zhan prepare dishes ahead of time, timing it perfectly for them to enter the private room as the desserts and appetizers arrived together.

After a few bites, Pei Dongshi arrived.

Nan Jiaojiao had just bitten into a crunchy bone, and as she looked up, it snapped against her teeth, causing her to gasp in pain, holding her mouth.

Without blinking, she raised her hand, pointing at the person who entered, complaining to Bo Yanching, “He hit me.”

Bo Yanching: “…”

Pei Dongshi, annoyed, flicked her forehead with his finger, “All you know is how to complain, huh? Complained there and now here, I haven’t even touched you, yet you start crying foul.”

Oh, he did act.

Now Nan Jiaojiao felt justified, “Did you see that? He really hit me.”

Bo Yanching: “…”

He had to think of a response that would make her cute, cheeky behavior seem more reasonable.

“Alright, don’t trouble him, he’s a decent person and you’ve led him astray.”

Pei Dongshi sat on the opposite side of the table, and only then did Nan Jiaojiao notice the three sets of utensils had been there since the beginning. She thought Aunt Zhan had specifically brought an extra one for spitting bones.

She grumbled, “Why did you come?”

Pei Dongshi gave a dismissive snort, uninterested in responding.

Bo Yanching finally managed to join the conversation, “Couldn’t reach you on the phone, so he called Brother Pei. He didn’t catch you at the company, and I gave him your location because he has something to discuss with you.”

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