Chapter 364: Don't worry he won't die

“Oh, okay.”

“Oh?

Okay?”

Han Qi was in severe pain, but he wasn’t unconscious, nor was he delirious.

However, no matter how wishfully he thought, he couldn’t detect a trace of emotion in Nan Jiaojiao’s indifferent voice.

“Sis, at least pretend to care a bit for your brother.

Be serious.

Come on, practice with me.

Say after me, ‘Okay, I got it, I’ll be right there.’

Nan Jiaojiao’s lips twitched, “Got it.”

“Then hurry up, dammit, I’m stuck in a damn tree branch.

I only called you after everyone left.

If you come any later, you’ll have to collect my corpse!”

“Don’t worry, you won’t die.”

Nan Jiaojiao shifted slightly, and her deliberately lowered voice sounded a bit gentler, “Han Che didn’t bring a sack.”

Han Qi took a moment to understand what she meant.

So if by chance he had brought a sack, that would surely mean he’d be collecting my corpse, right?

“You just wait, when I get back, I’ll pester you to death!”

Nan Jiaojiao calmly hung up the phone.

It wasn’t that she lacked a conscience, but Han Qi couldn’t possibly be alone.

He must have encountered danger, but it seemed he had recovered enough to specially call to tease her.

Then there was Bo Yanching, taking so long just to use the restroom.

Nan Jiaojiao stood up, and the sound of the chair being pushed back was very faint.

The people at the dining table might glance at her at most.

She was just a vase, not significant in any way.

She headed toward the restroom, and just as she turned into the corridor, she suddenly heard the chaotic sound of high heels coming this way.

Yan Chenyi’s woman emerged from a dimly lit area, pale as soon as she spotted her.

“Miss…

Miss Nan.”

One side of her dress had slipped down her shoulder, revealing fair skin with a few scratch marks.

The dress was tight at the waist, and the invisible zipper on the side was half open, vaguely revealing the black lace edge underneath.

Anyone looking would see a person who appeared to have been harshly bullied.

Her eyes darted anxiously behind her, then she cast a covert glance at Nan Jiaojiao.

She rushed forward, eager to explain, “Miss Nan, it’s not what you think, I, I and President Bo…”

She deliberately only half-said her piece, as if it was difficult to speak on the matter.

Nan Jiaojiao squinted, a chill in her eyes that turned harsh as she stared at her silently.

The woman shook with fear.

Wanting to explain but unable to speak, she decided to leave, bearing the humiliation.

“Wait.”

Nan Jiaojiao stopped her, “Put your clothes on properly.”

“Miss Nan, I…”

“Bo Yanching wouldn’t touch you.

Fix your dress, don’t go out and tarnish his reputation.”

The woman’s eyes widened, she bit her lip hard with a look of aggrievement, “Miss Nan, you should have evidence before you speak.

You and President Bo are guests.

Even if something happened, what can I do?

I thought of just covering it up and leaving it at that, but that doesn’t mean I’ll let you humiliate me.

No matter what, I’m President Yan’s woman.”

“Are you trying to tell me that Yan Chenyi sent you to seduce Bo Yanching?”

“You!”

“A trap?”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced down the corridor, where a man, steady in his steps, impeccably dressed, approached.

She laughed coldly, “What could be done in such a short time?

He usually doesn’t last that brief.

Also, do your homework before framing someone.

Even if Bo Yanching did touch you, he wouldn’t leave a mark by strangling you.”

The woman bit her lip, her eyes filled with resentment as shes stared at her.

She zipped up her dress, pulled up the garment that had slipped off her shoulders, and walked away.

Bo Yanching approached, spreading his hands innocently, “I didn’t do anything.

The moment she came over, she tried to lean on me, and I dodged.”