Chapter 379: Jealousy

He glared at Nan Jiaojiao, his eyes nearly bursting into flames, “Don’t you care about me anymore?”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the semi-conscious Hanks and asked, “What happened to him?”

“He came looking for Yan Chenyi, and I trapped him at the door and beat him up.

He plotted the attack and wanted to use me to threaten the Han Family.”

“Oh.”

Nan Jiaojiao responded indifferently and then said no more.

Han Qi was just about to say something when Bo Yanching blocked his view, infuriating Han Qi to the point that his eyebrows were no longer eyebrows, and his eyes were no longer eyes.

He said sarcastically, “President Bo, sticking too close, be careful not to be discarded too soon.”

Bo Yanching’s face showed no joy or anger, only his dark eyes were coldly detached, “Not calling me ‘Uncle’ anymore?”

Han Qi choked back a sound and snorted, “No, even Jiaojiao doesn’t call you that anymore.”

Bo Yanching sneered, “Know your place.

If you’re really bored, take it out on those two people.”

Han Qi, his hands in his pockets and his collar wide open, showing the bandages wrapped around his torso, still wore a mocking smile, “Sure, I’m vengeful if nothing else.

Once I’m done with them, I’ll come to compete with you for Jiaojiao.”

Bo Yanching did not show him a friendly face, speaking calmly, “Know your limits, and don’t lose too disgracefully.”

Han Qi laughed strangely, “Lose?

It’s too early for that, don’t jump to conclusions too soon.”

Nan Jiaojiao distinctly felt Bo Yanching’s brows furrow coldly, his gaze impatient.

She sighed quietly to herself, and tugged at Bo Yanching’s sleeve, “I’m hungry.”

The cold aura around Bo Yanching slowly receded as he gently patted Nan Jiaojiao’s waist to soothe her, raising his eyebrows and coldly glancing at Han Qi, who was equally provoking him, “I’m afraid you won’t be able to free your hands.

Hanks didn’t get a chance to make a move on the Bo Family.

You should return to your grandfather’s house sooner rather than later, lest you miss people.”

“What do you mean?”

Han Qi forcefully pressed his tongue against his teeth, staring dead at Bo Yanching with his lips tightly drawn, suddenly cursing, “Shit!”

Taking his men, he exited the restaurant, taking Yan Chenyi and Hanks with him.

Before long, several cars left the Mountain Villa, heading straight for Rongcheng City.

Nan Jiaojiao stood on the balcony, watching the car lights fade away, then withdrew her gaze lightly, turning around to see Bo Yanching watching her.

Bo Yanching, with his hands in his pockets, looked at her faintly, his eyes dark and deep, containing an indistinct cold light, “What should I do with Han Qi?

Why don’t you tell me?”

Nan Jiaojiao placed her hands behind her back, “It’s not my fault, blame my deadly charm.

I really didn’t provoke him afterwards.”

Bo Yanching’s expression darkened, “Honey, I’m jealous.”

Nan Jiaojiao walked over, hugged him around the waist, and buried her head in his chest, gently rubbing against him.

“Then I’ll be more restrained from now on, and avoid him whenever I see him, okay?”

“What if you can’t avoid him?”

“Then I’ll pretend not to see him; I’ll treat him like he’s air.”

Bo Yanching wanted to say more, but it was suppressed back down, pressing on his chest, and a heavy breath burst from his nostrils.

He hugged Nan Jiaojiao, pulling her closer into his arms, “Don’t think acting cute will get you out of trouble.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked up, her eyes pitifully bent, “Does that work?”

Bo Yanching’s jaw clenched, his cheekbones sharply defined, and that section of bone jabbed twice, making his handsome face look even colder.

The irritation in his chest pushed upward, eventually culminating in a couple of muffled laughs, “It works.”

Nan Jiaojiao blinked, then pressed her head back against his chest.

“Let’s go back home tomorrow, I want to visit grandma and Qingshan.”