Chapter 376: Mutation

Bo Yanching’s narrow black eyes slightly narrowed, his voice cold as ice, “You think you’re worth my effort?”

“Yeah.” Han Qi said with a tone, “I am your romantic rival, what’s wrong with you spending some effort!”

Bo Yanching had never taken him seriously and turned around to leave, pulling out his phone and flipping through it.

“Give me Nan Jue’s private number.”

Han Qi raised the cell phone in his hand, “Doing a good deed should let others know what kind of backstabbing dog you’re harboring.”

Bo Yanching scoffed, “That’s all you’re good at.”

Han Qi shamelessly said, “Oh no, I’m also quite good at pestering Jiaojiao to death.”

Bo Yanching’s expression faded a few shades, he sent Nan Jue’s phone number to Han Qi, raised his eyes, his cold gaze slowly traveling from top to bottom, without a word, just the lethality in his look had erased the smile on Han Qi’s face.

Elsewhere, Nan Jiaojiao had erased any trace of intrusion and calmly placed her phone face down on the table.

The restaurant door opened, and Hanks walked in.

Selina tugged at Nan Jiaojiao’s sleeve, her voice choked and low, “Jiaojiao, I caught Hanks cheating with President Yan’s woman.

It feels so disgusting, and I’m so sad.”

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows in surprise, from afar she could hear Hanks instructing the servants to prepare Selina’s favorite dishes, taking meticulous care of her.

He then came over, rested his hands on the chair behind Selina, leaned in and spoke to her, his expression tender and his tone soft, his eyes full of her.

Selina responded a few times.

Hanks said he would first go to talk to Yan Chenyi about something and asked her to eat first.

When he left, he even greeted Nan Jiaojiao.

Nan Jiaojiao, “Isn’t that good?”

“I saw it with my own eyes, how could it be false?”

Selina poured herself a glass of wine, snorted coldly, “I caught him in bed with another woman, and still he shows me care and concern after getting out of bed, even you couldn’t find fault.

It’s sad that I have to be tied to him for life.”

Nan Jiaojiao raised an eyebrow, she looked smart, right?

Isn’t it normal for her low emotional intelligence to not notice it?

Selina talked more and grew sadder, knocking back a few glasses.

The alcohol quickly flushed her cheeks, her hand trembling as she poured herself another drink.

She instead pushed the glass away and grabbed the bottle, tilting her head back to gulped down several mouthfuls.

The bottle was nearly emptied, a reckless way to drink.

Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t watch anymore and grabbed her wrist, saying, “What’s the point of drowning your sorrows with drink?

If it’s really not suitable, just separate, why torture yourself?”

“Separate?”

Selina chewed on those words, her lips trembling, and then she suddenly laughed desolately, “Impossible, our families are too deeply entangled, it’s inseparable.”

She poured a glass of wine and handed it to Nan Jiaojiao, “Jiaojiao, I’m really sad, would you drink a glass with me?”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at it.

She pleaded, “Just one glass, sip a few mouthfuls as if to keep me company.”

“Alright, but drink less.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s tolerance for alcohol was limited, she sipped lightly, but she also felt dizzy, and Selina’s voice became increasingly distant.

“Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao.”

Selina called a few more times, pushed Nan Jiaojiao to check if she was really drunk.

Then, she stood up straight, her face suddenly setting with a layer of coldness, no trace of drunkenness in her eyes.

She sneered and signaled someone with her eyes toward a certain direction.

From a dark corner, two figures darted out, silently capturing Han Che from behind.