Chapter 279: Can you say goodnight to me

Pei Dong Shi wiped his mouth and pretended not to notice Old Lady Bo’s wolf-guarding gaze.

He said politely, “I won’t disturb you anymore, I’ll take Jiaojiao back with me.”

“Back?!”

Old Lady Bo was good at nitpicking.

“Back where?

Where do you two live?”

Pei Dong Shi remained composed, “We’ve been staying at Mist Garden these past few days, my master’s place.

Jiaojiao hasn’t been sleeping well recently, and I asked my master to treat her.

She has gotten used to falling asleep with incense burning at night.

I could go and fetch it for her, but even if it’s a three-hour trip there and back, plus it’s not that late now, all this delay could cause her to have another bad night of sleep.”

Old Lady Bo: “…”

She was speechless.

She tried several times to speak, but Pei Dong Shi kept cutting her off before she could, as if he knew exactly what she was going to say.

Do young people talk so elaborately these days?

His remarks followed one another so seamlessly, and when he finished and looked at her earnestly, for the first time in her life, Old Lady Bo felt at a loss for words.

“In, insomnia?”

Old Lady Bo looked at Nan Jiaojiao with concern, thinking that she might have been angered by Bo Yanching, which made her feel even more sympathetic.

“Then you must rest well.

Alright, go back with your master and visit grandma when you have time.”

Old Lady Bo held Nan Jiaojiao’s hand and, after a moment’s thought for good measure, added, “Whether you have time or not, come and visit grandma often, okay?”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded her head, unable to refuse such kindness, “I’ll remember.”

“Then fine, go, go ahead.”

Though she said she was letting them go, her hand stayed put, all the way to the door.

Before getting into the car, Qingshan tugged at Nan Jiaojiao’s hem, pouting, “Sister Jiaojiao, are you abandoning me again?”

Nan Jiaojiao bent down and tenderly patted his face, “Be confident.

When have I ever needed you?”

Her way of comforting was always so uniquely her own.

Suddenly, Qingshan felt relieved, “Can you say goodnight to me when you get home?”

“Do you have a phone?”

“Oh, I don’t, but you can send it to my third uncle’s phone, just mark that it’s for me.”

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, catching a glimpse of the man’s tall figure under the light, and subconsciously pursed her lips, “Then I won’t send it.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she ducked into the car with a crouched back, mercilessly shutting the door behind her.

Before he had buckled up, Pei Dong Shi hit the gas and shot away as if a ghost were chasing him, racing swiftly.

Old Lady Bo’s eyes were filled with reluctance, “Such a good child.”

She turned and caught sight of Bo Yanching standing by, her face immediately darkened, “What are you looking at?

Weren’t you mute just now, you coward!”

And not knowing how to keep guests.

Old Lady Bo was so angry that she didn’t let anyone push her, wheeling herself inside with the motorized wheelchair.

Qingshan followed, glaring at Bo Yanching as he passed by, “What are you looking at!

She’s a woman you can’t have!”

Bo Yanching’s dark eyes dropped.

His gaze just swept over Qingshan, who got so frightened that he ran off on his legs.

Impressive indeed.

Both the old and young at home had been won over by Nan Jiaojiao.

The only one who didn’t care for him was her.

Bo Yanching looked in the direction the car had disappeared, the corners of his lips beginning to curl into a faint smile that slowly spread.

The car stopped in front of Mist Garden.

Nan Jiaojiao’s half-closed eyes opened, “Why aren’t you driving in?”

Pei Dong Shi turned in his seat, forcefully pulling on the seatbelt in front of her, “Are you really okay?”

“Okay?

Am I not fine?”

Who was it that cried and said they were scared on the phone?

“Did Bo Yanching feed you some kind of love potion that works even better than my soup?

A good sleep and you’re over it?”