Chapter 292: Han Qi Am I a Step Too Late

Bo Yanching didn’t say a word, he sent him a big red envelope.

Yan Chi counted the zeros following the number and took a quiet breath, thinking to himself that language is truly an art form, he had to study it more in the future.

To swindle money.

Bo Yanching: [Let’s go to Shengyue Mansion and have a couple of drinks.]

Yan Chi: [You had so many people toasting you tonight, haven’t you had enough?]

Bo Yanching, with a faint curve at the corner of his lips: [To quell the desire, feeling terribly restless.]

Yan Chi stared at the message, reading it over several times.

Then he took a screenshot and sent it to Mo Tingshen and Xu Shu, asking: [Is it the kind of restless I’m thinking of?]

Mo Tingshen: [It’s the restless that you’re thinking of.]

Xu Shu: [In the winter, dryness can be due to internal and external causes.

From the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, internal causes may include blood deficiency and wind-dryness, while the external cause is the dry weather in winter.

If one doesn’t maintain their routine skin care, this can lead to skin dehydration and dryness.

Of course, it could also be due to excessive internal heat.

Just keep it moist and it’ll be fine.]

Yan Chi laughed himself flat: [Just be a person, haha.]

Before leaving, they went to bid farewell to the Qi Family.

Qi Zheng was very warm in making conversation with Lu Zhenzhen, while Lady Qi recognized Nan Jiaojiao and made a point of talking with her a bit more.

Nan Jiaojiao looked at her freshly reapplied makeup, delicate and refined, yet beneath which sat a deathly pale face.

Lady Qi carried with her an air of the literary, her eyes and brow exuding dignity and grace, and her speech was soft and gentle, very comforting.

Even her quarrels and arguments were carried out in such a soft voice, what a pity.

From a short distance away, Mr.

Qi and Madam Qi were seeing off guests with their grandson in their arms, full of pride and joy, treasuring him like a precious gem in their palms.

Nan Jiaojiao’s heart was filled with mixed feelings.

“Do you think the child was really thrown into the sea by Lady Qi?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes flickered, “I don’t know.”

Lu Zhenzhen gave a knowing smile, “That’s what they all say.

It’s half true, half false, I guess.

Stepping into a wealthy family, how can one remain untainted?”

Nan Jiaojiao pulled at her, but Lu Zhenzhen, without a glance, accurately caught her hand and led her to the car.

A figure emerged from the shadows, putting out the cigarette in his hand.

As Qi Heng came out to see off the guests, his gaze briefly swept over this way and he immediately quickened his pace to come over.

“Brother Qi, why didn’t you come in when you arrived?”

Han Qi withdrew his gaze, “I arrived late and since it was almost over, I decided not to go in.”

Qi Heng knew his temperament and didn’t insist, “Big brother and sister-in-law received your gift, they asked me to thank you.”

“Are you all done here?”

“All done.

Actually, they didn’t need me here, I could leave at any time.”

Han Qi: “Alright, come with me for a couple of drinks.”

“Sure, but would you mind driving, Brother Qi?

I’ve been drinking.”

Han Qi, looking ahead, suddenly narrowed his eyes and mumbled dreamily, “Do you think I’m just a step too late?”

“Huh?

Too late for what?”

Han Qi gave a self-deprecating smile, “I’m saying hurry up, or there’ll be no drinks left.”

“As long as I’m here, we won’t run out of drinks for Brother Qi, don’t worry.

I’ll take care of it.

Even if all the booze is gone, I’ll brew some just for you.” Qi Heng said generously, waving his hand as he opened the passenger door and got in, dutifully pulling the seat belt across.

Unnoticed was the man outside, his face a mixture of desolation and light mockery.

That night.

Nan Jiaojiao tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Endless images of Bo Yanching vied for attention in her mind, and as the night grew deeper, the Bo Yanching in her head began to wear less and less, almost stripping bare in her thoughts.

All this tossing and turning went on until dawn was about to break when she finally dozed off lightly for a while, thinking she would sleep well, but she woke up again less than an hour later.

Nan Jiaojiao pulled out her phone and looked at the time, biting her lip hard, and dialed a string of numbers.