Chapter 357: I'll Pamper My Girlfriend

“Damn!”

Han Qi suddenly stood up, and before he could take a step forward, two figures walked into the restaurant through the glass door.

Who else could it be if not Nan Jiaojiao and that Bo guy?

“Ah Qi, what are you doing?” Linda asked with her neck craned up to see him.

Han Qi scratched the back of his neck and used his chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish belly and put it in her bowl, saying perfunctorily, “The grass carp tastes pretty good, you should try it.”

Linda gave him a strange look.

Isn’t this steamed bass?

The dining table was rectangular, but the dishes in front of each person were separate, and each was of a unique flavor that didn’t repeat.

Bo Yanching pulled out a chair, and as she sat down, he glanced at the portion in front of Nan Jiaojiao, which mostly consisted of Jianghu cuisine, along with two sweet dishes, sweet and sour fish and sugar-glazed spareribs.

In front of everyone else was alcohol, only her spot had milk.

He picked it up and took a sip, nearly choked by the sweetness.

“Did you sneak into the kitchen to bribe the chefs?”

“Huh?” Nan Jiaojiao turned her head to look at him, quickly noticing the milk tea in his hand, “Is that for me?”

“It was supposed to be.”

Bo Yanching lifted his hand, avoiding her, and handed the cup to a waiter, “Please exchange this for a warm glass of milk, thank you.”

The waiter took it, but not before giving Nan Jiaojiao a look, then, with an acknowledgment, walked away.

“She just wanted a cup of milk tea, is it necessary to be so controlling?”

Han Qi had been paying attention to this side, but unfortunately, he and Bo Yanching were sitting at opposite ends of the long dining table, separated by a distance like a Milky Way.

Han Qi leaned his hand on the table, propping his forehead while looking over here, not even realizing that half his body was nearly sprawled on the table.

“Jiaojiao, come sit next to me, I’ll order you ten, a hundred cups of milk tea!”

Nan Jiaojiao frowned impatiently, and before she could get a clear look at Han Qi’s face, Bo Yanching sat down, neatly blocking her view.

The man raised his eyebrows at her, his dark eyes brimming with a light, warm smile, “How many cups?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s icy sharpness in her eyes instantly retracted, and she held up two fingers to negotiate with him, “Two cups?”

Bo Yanching: “Okay.”

Nan Jiaojiao was stunned, looking at her own fingers, realizing she had asked for less.

“Young Master Han, you just take care of your girlfriend, I’ll pamper mine.”

Han Qi curled his lip and let out a sneer, his gums clenching with a crispness.

He used to provoke Bo Yanching in the past by repeatedly referring to his girlfriend, now that Bo Yanching has the rightful claim, Han Qi realized how grating those three words sounded.

It was truly karma.

As the meal was being served, someone entered the restaurant, wearing a neatly tailored suit and black-rimmed glasses on his nose, looking refined and handsome.

Upon entering, he greeted everyone one by one, politely inquired about the ladies’ identities, his speech seamless, a smoothness that didn’t quite match his appearance.

“He is Yan Chenyi, one of Nan’s three major CEOs, the most capable one,” Bo Yanching said as he embraced Nan Jiaojiao to sit down, whispering to clarify for her.

Nan Jiaojiao indeed hadn’t seen this person from Nan’s before.

Hanks was very enthusiastic, continually engaging Yan Chenyi in conversation.

Han Qi occasionally interjected a word or two, while Bo Yanching remained silent, focusing solely on caring for her meal.

Nan Jiaojiao noticed that Yan Chenyi looked over here several times, his face smiling, but his eyes harboring a somber undercurrent.

“There are many fun places in this Mountain Villa, shall I take you around?”

Nan Jiaojiao wiped her mouth with a tissue, “No need, I’ll take a walk myself after I’m full.

You can look for me after you’ve finished eating.”

“Okay, be careful.

I’ll have Han Che follow you.”

This business trip, he had brought both Han Chuan and Han Che with him.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t refuse, and as she left the restaurant, she turned to look back and saw that Bo Yanching was lighting a cigarette.