Chapter 351: Caught Red-Handed

“What money!

I don’t know what money!”

Ye Cheng’s eyes flickered wildly, and whenever money was mentioned, he’d act like a mad dog, barking at the top of his lungs.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t waste words with him; she cracked her whip, which coiled around his neck.

She raised her arm to pull up while stepping down on the back of his neck with her foot.

The pain was nearly bone-separating, and Ye Cheng immediately couldn’t bear it.

Trembling, he pointed toward the sofa: “It’s there.”

There lay a denim canvas bag, so dirty its original color was indiscernible, with the opening fraying at the seams.

Nan Jiaojiao pulled out the money and scanned it briefly.

Her face turned cold.

“It’s short.”

Ye Cheng jolted with fear.

He had just gotten up from the ground and had hidden himself by the foot of the bed.

Her glance swept over him like countless nails were being hammered into his flesh, and he bore the pain without daring to move.

He explained, “It’s all there.

I just deducted eighty thousand for medical expenses, that’s all that’s left.

The rest I’ve, I’ve already spent it all.”

Spending thirty thousand in a day, more expensive than damn chemotherapy!

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t say another word to him and walked out with the money.

Bo Yanching and Yaen Chi were standing in the hallway, just a door away from her.

The man was dressed in all black, his suit sharp, as if he had just come from a business dinner.

His deep black eyes caught her in an instant.

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips and walked over to Yaen Chi, handing him the money.

“It’s all been spent; only this much is left.”

Yaen Chi weighed it in his hand, “All this fuss for such a trifle?

Not even worth kneeling in the rain for two hours?”

For these rich young masters, a sip of water would cost more than five thousand, but for others, it was life-saving money.

“Dr.

Xiao has already operated on Ye Wanting’s mother.

As long as she’s taken good care of, she’ll be able to get up in two months.

She was agitated by Ye Cheng today, and her blood pressure surged, which is a bit troublesome.

I’ll go have a look.”

At first she was able to hold firm, but as she continued, her gaze drifted towards Bo Yanching, feeling like she lacked confidence.

The man, however, said nothing, reaching out his hand, and Nan Jiaojiao naturally placed hers in his palm.

When they went downstairs, the dance floor, which had been bustling with people, was completely empty.

The heavy metal music had stopped, the space brightly lit, even the peanut shells in the corners were clearly visible.

Nan Jiaojiao was puzzled.

“It wasn’t like this when I came up earlier.”

Bo Yanching turned to look at her, his eyes mild.

“What was it like when you came up?”

She had fought her way up through bloodshed.

It also helped that those who came to places like this were nothing but good-for-nothings.

None had any real skill; they were big in size and looked intimidating, but in reality, a single lash from her whip could knock them down.

But she was too embarrassed to say it, afraid that Bo Yanching would think she was unladylike.

“No, nothing.

It must have been like this.

It’s just that the lights were off at the time.”

Bo Yanching chuckled again, took her whip, folded it, and weighed it in his hand.

It was quite heavy; without the skills acquired from childhood training, it would be impossible to wield something of this weight.

Yaen Chi was walking behind, almost rolling his eyes.

When they had arrived, there were people sprawled out all over the place, cursing and swearing.

Master Bo had simply instructed his bodyguards to throw them all out.

Those who didn’t get thrown out in time were shoved behind any door at hand, to ensure they didn’t bother his “little fairy.”

Nan Jiaojiao went to the hotel first to pick up Ye Wanting, and then they went to the hospital together.

Taking advantage of the moment Yaen Chi took Ye Wanting to pay the bills, she went into the ward to give Madam Ye a couple of injections.

When the time was right, she drained the hematoma.

“Dr.

Xiao will come tomorrow.

He’s just doing a routine check-up.

Just tell him the truth,” she said.

Ye Wanting thanked her profusely.

Unable to take it, Nan Jiaojiao handed her over to Yaen Chi and slipped out.

Bo Yanching was still waiting at the hospital entrance.

He had taken off his suit jacket to give to her, revealing the thin, black turtleneck wool sweater he wore underneath his shirt.