Chapter 346: Send some food in the future

“If you want, it’s not a difficult thing.”

Nan Jiaojiao was momentarily stunned, looking into the man’s profound gaze, her eyes trembling slightly as she forced herself to remain calm and return her attention to the easel.

“Sit still, don’t move.”

Bo Yanching: “…”

It hadn’t been long before Nan Jiaojiao set down her brush.

He walked over to look, and saw a simple sketch.

The likeness of his eyebrows and eyes were spot on, even the wrinkles in his shirt were captured.

“You’ve drawn it well.” He seemed to pull out a square box from nowhere, “A reward.”

“For me?” Nan Jiaojiao looked at him curiously.

Drawing was just a spur-of-the-moment thing, but his gift was obviously prepared in advance.

Judging by the size of the box, it should be a necklace.

She guessed right, it indeed was a necklace, from a well-known luxury brand that required customizing.

“When did you buy this?”

“Do you like it?”

She nodded, “I like it.”

“Let me help you put it on.”

Bo Yanching moved behind her to help her with the necklace when Nan Jiaojiao suddenly pulled the pendant down, showing it to him in the palm of her hand, “This gem isn’t cheap, is it?”

The gems from the Queen of England’s crown, could those be called cheap?

“Quite cheap, just wear it for fun.”

Only then did Nan Jiaojiao let go of her mental burden and allowed him to put the necklace around her neck.

At first, it was fine, but she would stop to look at herself in any reflective surfaces she passed by, and in less than two hours, her neck was stiff and the necklace felt heavier and heavier.

She reluctantly put it away, carefully placing it back in the box.

“I’ll just keep it.

Next time you want to give me something, just give me something to eat.”

Bo Yanching, speechless, “Would I ever short-change you with food?”

He picked up Nan Jiaojiao and headed toward the bedroom, “I’ll be back late tonight.

I have a social engagement.”

She let out a light sigh, her eyes gradually becoming hazy.

The afternoon sun was just right, the breeze was warm, rustling the papers on the easel; they lifted for a moment before settling back down.

At the other end, used to hold down the paper, a stretch of white slowly unraveled downwards.

The sketch of Bo Yanching with a faint smile was subsequently taken away by him and carefully preserved.

The eyes of his image in the drawing were shining.

Because they were looking at her.

“Brother Chi, Wang’s Tavern is nearby, so why don’t we go eat there?

Why come here instead?” Several people exited a car, with Loo Jinyang bringing up the rear.

He glanced at the restaurant which they had visited last time but knew the dishes at Wang’s Tavern were better.

Yaen Chi cursed him playfully, “Eating still can’t shut you up, can it?

So many questions.”

He proceeded inside, and the Manager, hearing the arrival, personally came out to greet them and arranged a private room.

Shortly thereafter, the door opened, and several women burst in with laughter, heading inside.

The one at the center brightened up upon seeing Yaen Chi, and coquettishly snuggled close to sit next to him.

“Brother Chi, why did you come here?

I told all my friends that you were treating us to a feast and instead of going to places like Shengyue Mansion or Minglun, we end up here by the river, in the cold wind.

You’re making me lose face.”

She was Yaen Chi’s new girlfriend, called Song Yutang.

She complained verbally, but her face showed no signs of annoyance.

Instead, with each sentence she spoke, her lips puckered slightly, whether intentionally or not.

Yaen Chi pulled a gift bag from behind him and stuffed it into her arms, “Are you still mad?”

Song Yutang couldn’t wait to open it and saw a new E.Y necklace and matching bracelet from the same limited edition series – items so coveted, they were impossible to find and were being sold on the market at several times their original price.