Chapter 336: Countdown to Return

Bo Yanching was slightly startled at first, then he took the initiative to meet her halfway.

He had never met such a foolish girl before.

Bo Yanching cradled her face, his kisses growing lighter, his fingers threading through her hair, slowly pulling them out and gently rubbing her earlobe.

Nan Jiaojiao leaned softly against his shoulder, her eyes lazily half-closed, “Does it still hurt?”

“It hurts.”

Bo Yanching laughed, “If it keeps hurting, we won’t make it out of this door.”

“Then why aren’t you leaving?”

Bo Yanching glanced over her cartoon pajamas, “Don’t you need me to take you?”

“Chu Yao lives just downstairs.”

Mentioning this, Nan Jiaojiao felt a bit annoyed.

Ever since she was young, Chu Yao had loved to pinch her face, and even now, without her baby fat, she still pinched it.

Bo Yanching was amused by her expression, and after laughing, he looked slightly resentful, “It seems I’m not needed anymore.

Lend you out for a day, and I really can’t bear it.

Call me as soon as it’s over, and I will come to find you?”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, reached out her hand, and Bo Yanching lifted her down, then went to grab his glass of lemon water, downed it in one go, washed both their cups, and then left.

Nan Jiaojiao tidied up briefly, with two cabinets in the walk-in closet specifically for storing various Peppa Pig bags.

Given the scale of the day’s event, she conscientiously chose a less childish handbag.

She walked downstairs, knocked on the door, and waited.

Chu Yao quickly came to open it and pulled her inside.

The dining table was laid with lots of dim sum, and Chu Yao pressed her into a chair and clipped a bit of each item onto a plate for her.

“Hurry up and eat so we can head to the opera house; I have a press conference scheduled there at two in the afternoon.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked at the exquisite dishes, frowning, “I’m full.”

“Stop kidding, that pig slop you made isn’t fit for human consumption!” Chu Yao blurted out disparagingly, not finishing her sentence as she hastened away, fearing retaliation.

Nan Jiaojiao was too lazy to chase her, took a few bites, and disinterestedly put her chopsticks down.

Just as Chu Yao exited the bedroom, she led her straight to the garage.

All along the route, all the major billboards displayed Chu Yao’s retouched photos and advertisements, including a few iconic drama scenes plastered across entire buildings.

Nan Jiaojiao unlocked her phone to find that news of Chu Yao’s comeback was trending on all major websites, with various bloggers voluntarily editing clips of the TV dramas Chu Yao had starred in.

The momentum was overwhelming.

The woman everyone had talked about for three years had made a high-profile return.

The opera house, usually not lent out, had given Chu Yao the place for an entire day.

With both her background and national fame, Chu Yao was undeniably a top-tier leading lady.

Fervent fan Qu Xiaoxiao posted ten tweets early in the morning, and celebrities inside the industry spontaneously tweeted their congratulations, with only a few still observing as Chu Yao had once been imprisoned.

Such a background would normally make it difficult for someone to climb back to the peak.

Yet, she was the exception.

The media personnel allowed inside were eager to get firsthand information and arrived early to stake out, only to find that the security both inside and outside of the opera house was managed by Miss Lu’s team.

The scene was like an earthquake.

Nan Jiaojiao scrolled through her phone for a while and then stopped; it was all about Chu Yao.

She glanced at Chu Yao, who was surrounded by a few makeup artists, grabbed a blanket, and dozed off on the couch.

Lu Zhenzhen arrived just as she had fallen asleep.

“What’s with all those advertisements and drama photos?”

Chu Yao glanced at her from the mirror, “Isn’t it obvious?

Some sugar daddy is sponsoring.”

Lu Zhenzhen pressed on soulfully, “Is there a sugar daddy more foolish and flush with cash than me?”

“There really is,” Chu Yao’s eyes twinkled, “Mo Tingshen.”