Chapter 226: I Do Not Agree to This Marriage

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t make out what Yaen Chi was saying on the other end; his voice was so agitated it almost reached her ears.

Bo Yanching, however, was calm, his face showing little change.

While talking to Yaen Chi, he still paid most of his attention to her.

When she had put on her coat, Bo Yanching naturally patted her on the back, signaling her to head out.

She walked in front, with Bo Yanching a half step behind.

As they descended the stairs, she heard Bo Yanching laugh, “No, don’t guess wildly.”

“You’ve both lain on the same bed, and you think the relationship is still pure?

Those little misunderstandings between you two were just a matter of one night’s sleep, have you explained everything clearly to her?”

Bo Yanching glanced at the back of Nan Jiaojiao’s head and sighed softly, “She hasn’t asked anything.”

She hadn’t asked about Jih Mingyue, nor had she inquired about any of his thoughts.

It seemed that to her, this part of their relationship really was just a fleeting encounter.

“I’m hanging up.”

Bo Yanching pocketed his phone into his clothes and caught up to take Nan Jiaojiao’s hand.

She struggled a bit to pull away, not using much force, just once, and then obediently let him lead her.

In reality, Bo Yanching wasn’t using much force either; it would have been easy for her to withdraw her hand.

The man’s lips curled up in a slight smile, the shadows in his heart dispersing quite a bit.

The dinner was still sumptuous, and most of it was still placed in front of Nan Jiaojiao.

Pei Dongshi didn’t dare say a word, just a look, glanced at the dishes in front of Nan Jiaojiao, and Jiang Yu immediately threatened with his smoking pipe, “What are you looking at?

Who are you trying to intimidate with those eyes?

If you want to eat, why don’t you reach out?”

Pei Dongshi: “…”

He shouldn’t have been a living creature.

Halfway through the meal, Yaen Chi arrived, bringing toiletries and men’s pajamas, specially seeking credit, “Brother Yan, I’m the only thoughtful one by your side.

It’s all something I should do, no need to thank me.”

Bo Yanching, with a piece of crispy bone in his mouth, stared at Yaen Chi, chewing with a loud crunch.

For the first time, Yaen Chi felt like Brother Yan wanted to knife him, but still shamelessly sat down to eat.

An hour later, Old Lady Bo woke up.

After all, she was an elderly person, and once the anesthetic wore off, she felt hungry, but after stuffing her mouth with a couple of bites, she already felt full.

She had just undergone surgery and wasn’t suited to sitting in a wheelchair.

Bo Yanching personally carried her from the pharmacy back to the villa to lie down in a room on the first floor.

She was groggy for the first half of the night, waking up a few times without fully coming to, occasionally muttering nonsense—Nan Jiaojiao, leaning close to her lips, couldn’t make out what she was saying.

When Bo Yanching came over, he happened to hear a curse, “Damn Xiao San, even if I’m dying, I’ll wait until you get married before I go.”

The corner of his mouth twitched as he pressed down on Nan Jiaojiao’s head and pushed her back a bit, ignoring her curiosity for gossip.

He merely placated her with the words, “It’s nothing, just sleep talking.

You’ve been busy all night, go and rest.”

“What about you?”

“Grandmother’s fever has subsided, and she should be fine.

I’ll just make do on the couch for the night.”

Nan Jiaojiao thought for a moment, “Alright then, call me if you need anything, I’ll come down right away.”

Bo Yanching’s gaze deepened as he looked at her, raising his hand to rub the top of her head, “Go on, go sleep.”

Nan Jiaojiao carefully checked Old Lady’s temperature one more time before leaving with peace of mind.

Bo Yanching stayed there, which was more convenient than anyone else.

He kept vigil for two consecutive nights, and on the afternoon of the second day, Han Chuan arrived, bringing a pile of urgent documents.

Bo Yanching sat on the couch to work, and after Old Lady woke up and found him noisy, she chased him out.

Just then Jiang Yu came over, and only then was he willing to leave.

When Bo Yanching came back, he heard laughter at the door.

“Who says no, he’s getting on in years and hasn’t troubled me with his marriage.

You tell me, he’s not particularly handsome, his health isn’t great, just looking at his complexion you can tell he’s got kidney deficiency, yet he’s so picky, and he sets his eyes on a stunning beauty like Jiaojiao.

I feel it’s such a loss for Jiaojiao.

If you don’t mind, why not prescribe some Chinese medicine for him to drink?

First, he needs to improve his health, can’t let my Jiaojiao be treated poorly, right?

Otherwise, I’m the first one not to agree to this marriage.”