Chapter 385: Fourth Young Master Is Back

Bo Yanching leaned in, his arm propping against the chair back behind Nan Jiaojiao’s head, his shoulder drawing near, casting a large shadow over her.

Instinctively, she tried to dodge toward the car door, only to look up and meet the man’s laughing eyes.

“What’s the matter, angry and embarrassed?”

“Heh.”

Bo Yanching’s chest vibrated with a chuckle, “You’re a loose-tongued girl.

If I really get struck by lightning, it would be because of your reckless prayers.”

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at him sheepishly, “I was just spouting nonsense.

You can’t be struck by lightning.

If you get struck and something happens to you, what would I do then?”

The man’s eyes gathered more laughter, looking at her as if he couldn’t get enough.

An ambiguous atmosphere began stealthily to pervade the space.

Nan Jiaojiao got goosebumps all over her body, but even with her thick skin, she couldn’t indulge in romantic talk with him while being stared at by a little brat.

“Where is he?” Without turning back, Nan Jiaojiao gestured outside the window, “It’s pretty pathetic.

He’s been squatting there for half a day, and you haven’t paid any attention.

Isn’t that bullying?”

Bo Yanching gestured with his chin toward the outside, “You ask him if he dares to knock on the door.

If I acknowledge him, he’ll run off as fast as he can.

Believe it or not?”

Nan Jiaojiao gave it some thought, and realized there was some truth to it.

Not just Bo Qingshan—she herself, if she accidentally bothered Bo Yanching, would also have to run.

Her eyes blinked lightly, and she said coyly, “Let’s get out of the car.”

Bo Yanching lifted the lock.

The faint sound startled Bo Qingshan so much that he jumped three feet high and scurried a good distance away, staring wide-eyed as the car door opened.

“Sister Jiaojiao?”

He immediately came up to her, “Is that really you?

Why did it take you so long to come down?”

“Why didn’t you knock?”

Bo Qingshan just glimpsed Bo Yanching coming down from the car, his voice lowered a bit, “I botched my exam.

I was afraid I’d get a lecture if I went home.

I was just thinking, if it wasn’t you in the car but Uncle San, I would have absolutely run away.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked back at Bo Yanching, thinking he was right on target.

“So, are you going to run now?”

“Not running would make me a fool!”

Bo Qingshan grabbed Nan Jiaojiao’s hand and took off running.

She didn’t struggle, but was a bit puzzled as to why the fool insisted on dragging her along if he was running away.

“Bo Qingshan.”

Uh-oh!

Bo Yanching’s deep voice leisurely followed, “Bring your test papers to the study later.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyelids twitched, clearly feeling Bo Qingshan squeezing her hand hard, almost letting go before grasping it again.

He turned miserably back, “Uncle San, I was whispering to Sister Jiaojiao.

You eavesdropping is not cool!”

Bo Yanching snorted coldly, “Then you can take a picture and show it to your dad.”

“Don’t…”

Bo Qingshan’s parents were both artists, one a painter and the other a pianist, touring all over the world every year.

To others, they seemed like an immortal couple.

Whenever his dad was mentioned, everyone had to compliment him as a cultured gentleman with a mild temperament.

Nice as his personality may be, his parenting was pretty strict.

“How about later?

Uncle San, you’re probably too busy to deal with it for now.”

Bo Yanching walked over and glanced toward the villa, asking, “Do we have guests?”

“Not exactly, you’ll know once you go in.

I’m going to take Sister Jiaojiao to the backyard to play for a bit and show her the new goldfish I’ve been raising.

We’ll come back for dinner later.”

Before he finished speaking, Bo Qingshan had already pulled Nan Jiaojiao away.

As they ascended the steps, they almost ran into Auntie Wu who was coming out looking for someone.

“Oh my, young master, slow down.

Don’t hurt Miss Nan.

The Old Lady would be distressed.”

Bo Qingshan called back a hasty reply.

Auntie Wu shook her head with a smile and approached Bo Yanching, “Young Master San, the Fourth Young Master and Fourth Young Madam are back.”