Chapter 393: Did You Misunderstand Something

Old Lady Bo gave her an appreciative look and picked up the white piece to go first.

“Auntie Wu, bring over some pastries.”

She had to give orders now; otherwise, she wouldn’t have a moment to spare later.

Of course, Old Lady Bo didn’t expect Nan Jiaojiao, who was so young, to be very good at chess, but she was pleased with the girl’s willingness to keep her company.

However, only halfway through the game, Old Lady Bo shed her leisurely demeanor.

When Nan Jiaojiao placed another piece, Old Lady Bo looked up in surprise, “Girl, how many years have you played chess?”

“I learned from my grandfather when I was a child, then stopped for a few years, and only picked it up again in the past few years.”

Old Lady Bo said, “Not bad, it’s clear you have a foundation from childhood.

I remember you were adopted by your grandfather, how old is he now, where does he live?”

Nan Jiaojiao answered truthfully, “He’s almost 70, living in Green City.”

“You went to Green City on a business trip with Yanqing, right?

Did you take him to see your grandfather?” Old Lady Bo hinted.

Zhou Zining, who was listening from the side, felt a chill in her heart.

What does that mean?

Meeting the parents?

She watched Nan Jiaojiao warily but saw that she appeared indifferent, as if she were simply engaging in small talk, with no fluctuation in the tone of her voice.

“I had the intention, but it didn’t happen.

My grandfather went visiting old friends, and it’s unclear when he’ll be back.”

“You had the intention?

Good, good.

If you didn’t see him this time, let Yanqing accompany you for a visit during the New Year.”

Old Lady Bo beamed with delight, skillfully catching the main point.

Just as Nan Jiaojiao was about to speak, Zhou Zining brought over a cup of tea and placed it beside Old Lady Bo, “Grandma, your tea.”

Old Lady Bo responded with a light sound, the smile still playing at the back of her eyes.

“Miss Nan is seven or eight years younger than Yanqing, isn’t she?

Such a young age, yet she sets her sights high.

She’s Qingshan’s doctor, isn’t she?

Every time she comes, Yanqing personally picks her up and drops her off.

This back and forth, haven’t you perhaps misunderstood something?”

The corners of Old Lady Bo’s mouth twitched as she looked down sharply, “What nonsense!

Don’t beat around the bush with me.

If Xiao San is unwilling, not even the King of Heaven could make him offer a ride.

Besides, Jiaojiao is a benefactor of the Bo Family.

As the host, what’s wrong with him taking extra care of her?”

“I didn’t mean anything else.

I’m just afraid that, like you said, Yanqing is just showing extra care because Miss Nan is a benefactor, and with you always rushing things, you might scare Miss Nan off.”

“Is that so?” Old Lady Bo paused, her heart sinking.

She had been a bit too eager.

Bo Yanching was getting on in years with no signs of romantic movement, and she had noticed he was always hovering around Nan Jiaojiao.

Could it be the boy deliberately giving her the wrong impression, using Nan Jiaojiao to lull her into complacency?

Zhou Zining had made a point; Nan Jiaojiao was still young, how could she outplay an old fox like Bo Yanching?

“Jiaojiao, you and Xiao San—”

She was about to ask when footsteps came from upstairs, Bo Yanching and Bo Qingshan descending one after another.

He went straight to sit behind Nan Jiaojiao, glanced at the chessboard, and laughed, “Grandma, Jiaojiao has left you two ways out, why do you insist on taking the dead end?”

“Ah, is that so?”

Upon looking, Old Lady Bo realized it was true.

Her face darkened, but since a move made is a move played, she could only glare at Zhou Zining annoyedly, “It’s all your fault.

True gentlemen should never speak while watching a game of chess.

You kept distracting me with your talk, and I placed the pieces wrong!”

Zhou Zining felt wronged and glanced at Bo Yanching without saying a word.

As if someone had aggrieved her.

Nan Jiaojiao said with a smile, “It’s not blocked; take another look.”