Chapter 223: Watching Over You

“Jiaojiao’s alright in other aspects, but she’s got a temper.

She had so many shares in her hands, essentially holding Shen Shichu’s lifeline.

But she didn’t want to be entangled with Shen Shichu anymore, so the shares were transferred to me.

I’m not interested in Shen’s either, but it is still money after all.

How about Third Master Bo takes over?”

Bo Yanching lit a cigarette, leaned sideways against the armrest, his drooping eyes half-closed, a wisp of white smoke drifting in front of his eyes, his handsome face tense and sharp, “Did she agree to this?”

Pei Dongshi laughed, “No.”

Bo Yanching’s tone turned colder, “What’s your relationship with her?”

“Mentor and mentee.”

“What kind of mentor and mentee?”

“She said, dating me would be incestuous.”

Bo Yanching looked up, his expression stiffening slightly.

Pei Dongshi smiled frankly, “Don’t believe it?”

“Heh,” the man chuckled softly.

“You’re the one who’s with her, aren’t you?” Pei Dongshi suddenly asked.

Bo Yanching pursed his lips, a wisp of white smoke escaping from between them.

He looked up with his long eyes glinting with a chill, his lips curling in a mockingly, “She sure tells you everything.”

“She also said that she would bring me to see you after a while, but then there was no word.

Did you break up?” The always amiable expression on Pei Dongshi’s face began to fade, a layer of coolness lurking in his eyes.

Bo Yanching’s heart jolted.

“Third Master, Jiaojiao’s feelings are very pure.

If you don’t plan to treat her sincerely, you better keep your distance early on.”

Bo Yanching flicked the ash off his cigarette, a mysterious irritation bubbling up in his heart, “Are you warning me?”

“You could say that,” Pei Dongshi took a sip of tea, “but while I can warn you, I can’t control her.

She has feelings for you.”

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have tried so hard to save Old Lady Bo.

The conversation had reached a breaking point.

Neither man spoke again, and when the tea was nearly gone, Pei Dongshi put down the cup, then suddenly heard Bo Yanching speak, “Where’s the contract?”

Pei Dongshi made a phone call, and his secretary quickly brought over the prepared contract.

Bo Yanching signed it without even looking at the contents.

“If she truly has feelings for me, why should I chase after her?”

Pei Dongshi watched Bo Yanching’s figure entering the main villa, pondering over the words Bo Yanching had left behind.

He arched an eyebrow, a certain thought crossing his mind.

Surprised, he opened his mouth, and a mouthful of cold air hit him, suddenly making him come to his senses.

Nan Jiaojiao woke up two hours later.

When she opened the door, she suddenly caught sight of Bo Yanching leaning against the railing outside.

He turned his head to look at her, his voice hoarse from smoking, “Won’t you sleep a bit longer?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s heart skipped a beat.

The man leaned against the railing with both hands, his body slightly inclined, just watching her.

His unwavering gaze locked her in place, making her feel a little awkward as she tugged at her sleepwear.

“No need, I’m going to see Grandma.”

“I just visited, she hasn’t woken up yet, and there are nurses watching her.”

Bo Yanching stood up, one hand sliding into his pocket, glancing at his wristwatch, “It’s still early, go back to sleep.

I’ll call you when Grandma wakes up.”

Nan Jiaojiao asked, “What are you doing here?”

“Watching over you,” the man said bluntly.

She stood at the doorway, her figure slight, swallowing hard as a fog of emotion rose.

She spoke hoarsely, “Didn’t they arrange a room for you?”

“They did, but I don’t want to sleep.”

Nan Jiaojiao fidgeted with the doorframe, “Then do you want to come in and rest for a while?”

Bo Yanching paused for a moment, “Alright.”

He walked over, and Nan Jiaojiao stepped back to let him in.

As he entered, she hesitated whether to close the door.

A hand reached past her from behind, bracing against the door to close it.