Chapter 43: How Did You Provoke Him

In front of so many people, Bo Yanching slapped his face relentlessly, without any regard for family ties.

The message couldn’t be clearer—that Shen Shichu was nothing and had no right to be associated with the Bo Family!

But with his current capabilities, he dared not challenge Bo Yanching.

After admitting his fault, he quickly took a few managers to assess the damages.

He tried to salvage what he could, as the company had spent all its liquid assets on this purchase.

Fortunately, only part of it was trampled; the rest was still at sea and had not yet been transported over.

Just like that, Nan Jiaojiao was abandoned by Shen Shichu.

She was small and delicate, appearing frail and helpless standing in front of a group of men—not to mention pitiful.

Even these dull gentlemen could tell something was up from the way Bo Yanching was staring intensely at Nan Jiaojiao.

They dared not gossip about Master Bo, but they couldn’t quell their restless hearts, so they all kept silent.

“Let’s go, let’s go.

Those who were playing cards, continue playing; those who were riding, go ride.

What are you all crowding around here for?” Yaen Chi began to shoo people away.

Loo Jinyang laughed, “Brother Yaen, those horses have gone mad, and you still want us to ride them?

I’ve never offended you before; are you trying to kill us or something?”

Yaen Chi shot him a sidelong glance, “What’s scarier, a mad horse or an irate Master Bo?”

Loo Jinyang could no longer manage a smile.

He turned to look just in time to see Bo Yanching forcefully pulling Nan Jiaojiao into the car, gripping the girl’s hand so tightly that her wrist turned red.

Well, that really was Master Bo’s woman; he didn’t dare interfere.

Hospital.

Nan Jiaojiao sat on the hospital bed while Xu Shu applied medicine to her wound—a half finger-length cut near her eyebrow from when a horse had lifted its hoof, and the whip had struck her.

The medicine was cool and stung the wound quite painfully, but she didn’t make a sound.

All of a sudden, Xu Shu’s hand pressed down hard on her wound.

“Hiss…” Nan Jiaojiao couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

“Oh, you can feel that?

I thought you were a piece of wood,” Xu Shu teased her.

While applying the medicine, he leaned down and asked in a low voice, “What did you do to provoke him?”

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips and cast a quick glance towards Bo Yanching, who was sitting on the sofa opposite to her.

After bringing her to the hospital and heading straight to Xu Shu’s office, he sat there with a cold face, not saying a word.

He held a cigarette between his fingers but didn’t smoke it, emitting an aura of ‘keep away’.

Once the medicine was applied, Xu Shu handed her a lollipop, “Here, for you.”

Nan Jiaojiao felt too embarrassed to accept it; she usually bought such childish treats for herself.

“It was meant for my sister; she didn’t come today,” Xu Shu said while putting away the medicine jars and added casually, “She’s the same age as you.”

Only then did Nan Jiaojiao take it and said, “Thank you.”

Xu Shu instructed, “Don’t get the wound wet.

Change the dressing once a day.

If it gets itchy, just pat it with a damp cloth.

It’s not a serious wound; the medicine won’t leave a scar.”

She listened absent-mindedly, nodding her head in agreement once he had finished speaking, before unwrapping the lollipop and sticking it in her mouth.

Bo Yanching’s brows knit almost imperceptibly as the chagrin in his chest, which had been suppressed for a long time, still refused to dissipate.

He stood up and examined the medicine bottle on the desk.

Xu Shu glanced at him, “Don’t you trust it?”

Bo Yanching looked down slightly, his voice emotionless, “At this time, shouldn’t you be doing rounds?”

Rounds?

He was off duty already.

If he wanted to get rid of him, he should just say so, rather than beating around the bush in front of the kid.

Considering that Bo Yanching usually helped look after his sister, Xu Shu didn’t call him out and just smiled, “Yes, I’ll do the rounds.

When you leave, could you turn off the lights and shut the door for me?”