Chapter 392: Green Hairpin

During the meal, Nan Jiaojiao met the Bo Family’s Fourth Young Master, Bo Shuxian.

Crew cut, casual home attire, a baby face, but with a short beard, his features managed to convey a convincing sense of maturity.

Perhaps because of his archeological work, the base of his thumb was calloused, but it didn’t detract from the beauty of his hands at all.

The men of the Bo Family indeed bore certain resemblances, and even the most rough-hewn of them had faces that instantly elevated their nobility.

Bo Qingshan had a good relationship with his uncle, frequently whispering in his ear and casting occasional glances at Nan Jiaojiao.

“Jiaojiao, right?

I’ve heard Qingshan mention you often, thank you for treating him and my grandmother,” Bo Qingshan sent someone to his room and, upon returning, handed a wooden box to Nan Jiaojiao, “This is a meeting gift, just unearthed, don’t despise it, alright?”

Nan Jiaojiao politely expressed her thanks and set it aside without immediately opening it.

But Bo Yanching opened the box.

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes instantly hardened.

A green hairpin made of jade, with a lotus flower carved on the head.

“Younger brother, don’t scare her,” Bo Yanching frowned.

Bo Shuxian scratched his head, “It’s a clean item, not a funeral artifact, ‘just unearthed’ is just a figure of speech.

I saw it at a museum last week and thought it pretty, so I bought it.

I was just worrying about not having someone to give it to.”

As he spoke, his gaze coursed politely over the wooden hairpin in Nan Jiaojiao’s hair.

Zhou Zining felt a pang of jealousy, laughing snidely, “Why haven’t you mentioned it before?”

Bo Shuxian: “Wooden hairpins don’t suit you.

When I see pearls next time, I’ll buy them for you.”

Is that the same, though?

No matter how fine, can pearls compare to hairpins, which are antiquities?

Even the price is not on the same level.

Zhou Zining forced a smile, “Miss Nan is quite skilled, to the extent that even Shuxian appreciates you so much on first sight.”

Nan Jiaojiao closed the box, she was seated at the end of the table, and in the space without dishes, there was a large empty area, so she placed the box there conveniently.

Looking up, with a slight curve of her lips, “Fourth Young Madam has praised me, and the Fourth Young Master holds me in high esteem, I’m very honored, I also have great admiration for you.”

Zhou Zining’s smile twitched.

Their first encounter was anything but friendly; this “admiration” was aimed to provoke someone.

After dinner, Bo Shuxian suggested going to the backyard to see the flowers and asked Zhou Zining if she would join, but she was busy making tea for the Old Lady, and casually declined.

Bo Shuxian didn’t insist and left with two servants.

Bo Yanching went to his study to check Bo Qingshan’s papers.

Nan Jiaojiao stayed in the living room.

Old Lady Bo set up a chessboard and asked, “Who will play a couple of games with me?”

Zhou Zining chuckled teasingly, “Grandma, you think too highly of me.

How could I possibly engage in such an elegant pursuit?

Making tea is my forte.

Let’s not play chess, your granddaughter-in-law will keep you company with conversation instead.”

Old Lady Bo snorted, “Then make your tea, it’s always the same anyway and doesn’t produce anything special.”

She looked towards Nan Jiaojiao, squeezing out a smile, “Jiaojiao, do you know how?”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded, “A little.”

“Then hurry up, join me for a game, Yanqing and Shuxian usually play with me, I just couldn’t catch them, and I’m itching for a game!”

Nan Jiaojiao smiled, “Alright, I’ll play with you.”

Old Lady Bo inquired, “Do you want the black or white pieces?”

Taking the container holding the black pieces, Nan Jiaojiao made a courteous gesture, “You first.”