Chapter 2137: Didn't Ask

Bo Yanching leaned back slightly to avoid her, his chin wasn’t bumped, but his clothes weren’t spared. He took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then folded it to clean the cream off his shirt.

“Hungry?”

“Not hungry, I ate a lot tonight, I just felt like eating.”

The box was almost empty, she smacked her lips and put it down, “Forget it, I don’t want to eat anymore.”

Bo Yanching casually threw it in the trash, then lifted Nan Jiaojiao up, crossed his legs, and placed her back on his lap.

“If you ask, I’ll tell.”

He was referring to what Gao Zhe said when he called him away.

Bo Yanching was normally tight-lipped, but he always had no boundaries in front of Nan Jiaojiao.

She wasn’t stupid, the hint was obvious, of course, she understood it.

But she didn’t ask, just nestled against his chest, snuggling into a comfortable position, with her nose pressed between the two buttons of his shirt, her brows furrowing immediately.

“You drank.”

“A little.”

Bo Yanching opened the window a bit more, “There were those two or three glasses I couldn’t refuse. I originally planned to change clothes before picking you up, but when I heard you went to the hospital, I came straight over.”

Nan Jiaojiao was silent for a moment, then let out a muffled “oh.”

Still didn’t ask.

“Then next time, don’t drink so much. Drinking and smoking, you smell like an old man.”

“Pfft—” Although the partition was raised, Han Chuan had sharp ears and couldn’t hold back a laugh, quickly covering his mouth.

It’s hard to imagine, just barely over thirty, full of vigor and considered at the peak of his mature charm, President Bo was actually disliked by the Young Madam for smelling like an old man. If this got out, no one would believe it.

Only Bo Yanching would indulge her, not showing any change in expression, long accustomed to it. If she didn’t complain about him for a day, he’d be unhappy.

“Then I’ll shower as soon as I get home, and I’ll drink and smoke less in the future. Maybe you’ll dislike me a bit less then.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s face rested on his chest, too lazy to even move, “I’ll try.”

“Thank you, I’ll work on it.”

Han Chuan was covered in goosebumps.

If he had the nerve, he would have directly teased President Bo for this.

Even banter has its own nuances.

On the way back, Nan Jiaojiao didn’t mention the Lu Family, nor did Bo Yanching. There was a mutual understanding between them, an unspoken agreement.

The next day, Nan Jiaojiao went to the hospital and noticed Lu Zhenzhen’s clothes were changed, still with a pleasant perfume scent. She must have been taken back by Gao Zhe for a bath yesterday.

With makeup on, it was hard to tell if she was weary, but the sparkle in her eyes was much dimmer than usual.

Nan Jiaojiao listened for a bit and reached a conclusion in her heart.

Mr. Lu could be saved, but even if he was, it would be a life of suffering, only living well for three to five more years.

In the following days, Nan Jiaojiao visited every day, even Chu Yao came back to accompany them for a day.

Day by day, Lu Zhenzhen’s condition improved. She had come to terms with reality, and even went with Mother Lu for a full-body checkup, relieved when they got the results.

During these days, Gao Zhe never left the hospital, completing all his work there and even handling Lu Zhenzhen’s tasks as well.

Mr. Lu was still in the ICU, but he had regained consciousness. During the longest period he was awake, Nan Jiaojiao happened not to be there. The Lu Family servant said that when the young miss came out of the ICU, she couldn’t stand, and Gao Zhe had to carry her out.

Nan Jiaojiao finally understood what it meant for every family to have its own difficult story. Even though her relationship with the Lu Family was close, she often felt a sense of helplessness, unable to intervene.