Chapter 378: The Delusional Fool

He helplessly glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, then dutifully shifted his gaze away, “Wasn’t it Miss Nan who hinted for me not to move?”

Nan Jiaojiao chuckled, indeed she had given the hint, but she could deny it playfully.

“No, I didn’t, he’s framing me.”

Han Che: “…”

Please spare me a way out.

Bo Yanching extinguished his cigarette, and after the smoke had dispersed, he arrived in front of Nan Jiaojiao and extended his hand to her, “Come down, don’t hurt yourself.”

The dagger in Nan Jiaojiao’s hand spun beautifully before she casually tossed it, the blade embedding into the tabletop.

She stepped briefly on Selina’s shoulder, then leaped into Bo Yanching’s arms.

“What are you waiting for, seize Bo Yanching for me, with him, I don’t believe we can’t negotiate with the Bo Family!”

Selina had just gained her freedom and stumbled back, screaming shrilly.

However, before she could finish speaking, her eyes widened in disbelief at the scene unfolding before her.

Suddenly, many people appeared inside and outside the dining room, all obeying Han Che, and in a brief moment, under Han Che’s lead, Selina’s men were all taken down.

They didn’t even have a chance to scream before their mouths were blocked.

Apart from the sounds of physical strikes, no other sounds were heard.

Bo Yanching’s eyelids didn’t even flutter, his eyes only held Nan Jiaojiao as he pulled her into his embrace, lifting her body slightly, his forehead resting against hers, he gently asked, “How did you see through Selina’s true nature?”

“She’s more innocent, more naive, and more gentle and cute than I am,”

Nan Jiaojiao kept a straight face, “Anyone more naive than me must be pretending.”

Unfortunately, she overdid it.

Feeding a little lamb, so much nonsense, she couldn’t even recall the names of simple dishes.

If she were truly a young mistress, not knowing might be excused, but the Lin Family gained their fortune when Lin Yun’s father prospered mid-life.

Lin Yun spent her childhood cramped in a shabby apartment with her parents, needing to cook every meal herself.

The Lin’s had money, but not enough to be extravagant.

Upon arriving at the Mountain Villa, Selina was exceptionally warm towards Nan Jiaojiao.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t sit around idly; she took the opportunity to dig a little, and just stumbled upon some entertaining information.

“She overacted, and it gave her away,”

Bo Yanching chuckled softly, “Really smart, it seems I can’t hide anything from you in the future.”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, “Then take your time telling me.”

“Alright.”

“I say, there’s no need to be so intimate in front of me, are you trying to provoke me?”

Han Qi’s slow, mocking voice came as he descended the stairs, his hands behind his back, pulling one end of a rope.

Tied to the rope were Yan Chenyi, stripped down to his underwear, and Hanks, beaten up like a battered head of a pig.

Ten minutes ago, Han Qi sent a recording to Nan Jue.

At his command, the bodyguards captured Yan Chenyi.

Han Qi burst out, “Was it you who told that stinking foreigner Hanks about my return time to the Mountain Villa?”

He had been stewing for a few days, nursing his injuries, now ready to settle accounts.

Yan Chenyi confessed everything, this double-dealing scum had long been bought by Hanks.

The Steve family’s activities abroad couldn’t escape the notice of people like Bo Yanching and Han Qi.

Initially, when Hanks was among the competitors, Bo Yanching thoroughly investigated the Steve family, those foreigners planning to use Nan’s as an entrance, then take control of both the Bo and Han Families, securely establish themselves in Rongcheng City, and gradually engulf the city’s economy before expanding their business empire nationwide.

“Overestimating themselves, they dare to cause trouble in our country,” Han Qi tossed the rope, it landed perfectly in Han Che’s hands.

Han Che frowned in disgust, intending to return the rope, but he looked up to find Han Qi had already reached Nan Jiaojiao.