Chapter 287: Good Girl I Was Really Wrong

The Qi Family could at most be considered a mid-tier wealthy clan, with so much filthiness hidden within its marriage politics.

Bo Yanching, the Bo Family, he has always stood on the peak.

Such a person, how could she be worthy of him?

Lady Qi had arranged two adjoining rooms, and it wasn’t until they reached the doorstep that Bo Yanching finally set Nan Jiaojiao down, his hand that had held her brushing over her damp hair.

“Wash your hair first, sea water damages it, and the hairdryer is usually in the bathroom.

If you can’t find it, wait for me to change my clothes and I’ll come over to help you.

There are clothes in the walk-in closet, just pick whatever you feel comfortable in to wear, and it’s fine to take a shower as well, there’s no rush.”

Nan Jiaojiao never looked at him, but she stood there, obediently listening to him talk.

After he finished, she waited for a moment, and when there was no more to say, she bowed her head and responded with a low voice.

Then she went in and closed the door.

This was a guest room specially set aside for visitors, with clothes prepared in the walk-in closet in case a guest needed to change.

Nan Jiaojiao picked out a set of clothes from the cupboard by the door – a shirt-style long dress with a thin, camel-colored coat over it – but she only took the shirt with her into the bathroom.

She didn’t wash for long, feeling uncomfortable in a place not her own and finished up quickly.

Just as her hair was done, someone knocked on the door.

Nan Jiaojiao was fastening the button at the back of her neck, struggling to secure it, when she walked to open the door.

Bo Yanching was standing outside.

She glanced at him, touched the small button with her finger, then let her hand fall and turned back inside.

“Did you wash your hair?” he asked.

“Yes.”

As Nan Jiaojiao picked up her coat to put on the sleeves, she lifted it upwards when the man came behind her, moved her hair aside, and with a deft touch fastened the shirt button at the back of the collar she had struggled with, then he pulled up the collar of her coat for her.

Something draped over her neck momentarily.

Nan Jiaojiao looked down and was momentarily dazzled – a thumbnail-sized pink diamond was set into the pendant.

“What does this mean?”

“I went to an auction a few days ago, it looked nice, so I thought of buying it to give you.

Do you like it?”

“I do.”

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head, “How much was it, I’ll transfer the money to you.”

Bo Yanching was slightly taken aback, “You’re talking to me about money?”

“It’s only right.

I’m quite expensive, and so is this necklace.

Since it’s on me now, removing it wouldn’t be proper, I like it, so just give me the invoice, and I’ll pay you.”

If he had heard this statement in the past, Bo Yanching would have laughed at her, but it wasn’t until he guessed she was Xiao Nanshan that he understood where her pride and confidence had always come from.

No wonder she came to him with Jih Mingyue to settle accounts, boldly saying, “Do I lack your bit of money?”.

“I was wrong.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s gaze paused, then she suddenly looked up, unblinkingly staring at him.

Bo Yanching also looked at her, speaking softly, “I was a fool for what I said at the Han Family without thinking.

It hurt you, and I’ve been regretting it these past few days, afraid that you wouldn’t want to see me.”

He stepped forward, took her hand, and began to carefully draw it towards his palm, bit by bit, following her fingers to the center of her hand.

“Jiaojiao, I was truly wrong.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s brow furrowed slightly, “I stopped you back then to explain.”

“Yes, I heard, but I still wronged you, it’s my fault.”

Suddenly, she felt very panicked inside.

After holding her anger for several days, she finally heard his apology.

Yet, for some reason, her heart was racing so fast it seemed as if it would leap out of her throat.

She withdrew her hand from his grasp and covered her heart.