Chapter 388: Changing Faces So Quickly

Even the best temper must grow weary.

Moreover, Nan Jiaojiao was a thorn.

She originally planned to speak nicely with the other party, but since they didn’t reciprocate the courtesy, she lost her patience too.

Bo Yanching wanted to stand up for her, but Nan Jiaojiao pulled him back, placing him behind her as she stared up at Zhou Zining from beneath heavy eyelids.

“Sorry, it was my fault, tell me, what would you have me do?”

“Sister Jiaojiao, why are you apologizing?

Xiao Ba was bought by her, but I was the one who chose it.

She insisted on paying, and now…”

“Enough.”

Nan Jiaojiao spoke softly to interrupt.

She clearly understood that Zhou Zining insisted on paying, conveniently using the fact that Xiao Ba was favored by the Old Lady to take the credit for herself.

Although they hadn’t met before, in just a few exchanges, she knew that Zhou Zining was not easy to deal with, so there was no need to argue with her.

“You,”

“Fourth Aunt, Sister Jiaojiao was invited here by Great Grandmother, she is a distinguished guest of our Bo Family.” Bo Qingshan warned Zhou Zining with a steady gaze.

That stifled the words Zhou Zining had on the tip of her tongue.

She took a measured look at Nan Jiaojiao, a slight thrill flashing through her eyes before her expression softened, “I wasn’t targeting anyone specifically, I just got a bit emotional.

Your surname is Nan, right?”

Nan Jiaojiao lifted her eyes slightly, “Nan Jiaojiao.”

“Nice to meet you, I am Zhou Zining, Qingshan’s Fourth Aunt.” Zhou Zining extended her hand.

Her attitude suddenly became cordial, changing her expression in a mere moment.

Nan Jiaojiao’s gaze slightly darkened, her cool eyes indifferently glanced over Zhou Zining’s hand and then reached out to shake it, “Nice to meet you.”

Zhou Zining immediately withdrew her hand, “I’ll have someone clean the cage, Xiao Ba is usually very naughty, don’t mind it.”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, “I won’t.”

Zhou Zining gave her a look, the corner of her mouth imperceptibly twitched, and that hint of disdain in her eyes was just a fleeting shadow, well concealed.

“Qingshan, after playing for a while, bring the guest back for dinner.”

Bo Qingshan nodded.

Zhou Zining left carrying the cage.

Bo Qingshan then spat out, “What an act!”

Nan Jiaojiao’s brows lifted slightly, her attractive eyes narrowing into a line with amusement, “Quite interesting, isn’t it?”

Bo Qingshan: “…”

He looked at her as if he had seen a ghost, struggling to catch his breath, exaggeratedly patting his chest, almost unable to maintain his feigned composure.

Nan Jiaojiao stood up, “Let’s go, back for dinner.”

Bo Qingshan, like a shadow, also got up, shamelessly stuffing his hand into Nan Jiaojiao’s.

As they walked, there were more people coming and going in and out of the main villa than usual, even Auntie Wu had a smile on her face.

Just as they reached the door, laughter from Old Lady Bo echoed out.

Bo Yanching sat on the sofa with one leg crossed over the other, a soft, cuddly doll hanging from the elevated leg.

He gently swung his foot, making the little child seem as if he were on a plane, each time he soared into the air, opening his small mouth with a laughter that seemed choked back until his foot lowered, then the sound would emerge, incredibly adorable.

Bo Yanching held a cup of tea in his hand, not a single drop spilled; there was no steam above the cup, it must have been cold for a long time.

He was talking with Elder Bo, heard footsteps, and turned his head.

“Back already?”

Nan Jiaojiao stared at the little milk baby on his lap.

The little fellow seemed to sense it, turning his small head towards her, his grape-like eyes blinking, and in a milky voice he called out, “Pretty sister.”