Chapter 444: Need to Raise the Price

Bo Qingshan literally rolled into Bo Yanching’s hands, turned over, and looked up at his uncle’s cold Yama-like face.

After a moment of bewilderment, he chuckled twice, “Uncle, what a coincidence.”

Bo Yanching snorted coldly.

What a coincidence my ass.

“Eavesdropping was fun?”

“I wasn’t, I didn’t, I really was going to leave, but some mysterious force pulled me back,” Bo Qingshan lied shamelessly, glanced at Nan Jiaojiao beside him, bit his thin lips, and turned his head away, frustrated and embarrassed.

Before he could even strike a pose to maintain what was left of his dignity, his collar was yanked from behind, his neck suddenly tightened, and he let out a breath, feeling as if fate was choking him.

Bo Yanching lifted him up like a little chicken, walking away with him.

At this point, his expression was commanding, his eyebrows and eyes relaxed.

Controlling Bo Qingshan with just one hand, and with the other hand in his pocket, his demeanor was leisurely, a stark contrast to the playful one he had adopted while teasing Nan Jiaojiao in the room earlier.

He really looked like a respectable person.

Nan Jiaojiao smiled and walked downstairs.

As she passed Zhou Zining’s room, suddenly something heavy slammed against the door, followed by the grating sound of shattering.

Nan Jiaojiao raised an eyebrow but walked past without a sideways glance.

Qianqian was downstairs, with the Old Lady keeping her company and playing with blocks.

Seeing Nan Jiaojiao was like seeing a savior, she beckoned her to come and join them.

Nan Jiaojiao helped the Old Lady up.

“I’m getting on in years, can’t sit for too long without my back giving out.

I’ve arranged for a masseuse to come over, I’m heading back to my room, you two play,” said the Old Lady as she walked off, her back supported by Auntie Wu.

Auntie Wu took over, smiling warmly at Nan Jiaojiao, “Let me do this, Miss Nan, you go and enjoy yourself.”

Nan Jiaojiao exchanged a few words with them, and saw the Old Lady upstairs.

She had just sat down when a forty-something female masseuse was led in by a servant, heading straight upstairs.

Nan Jiaojiao took her gaze back and played blocks with Qianqian until 8:30, when Aunt Chen came to take Qianqian away, saying it was time for her bath and bed.

Nan Jiaojiao then sat down on the sofa to play games.

Before nine o’clock, Bo Yanching came downstairs, followed by a disheveled Bo Qingshan.

“Let’s go.”

Bo Yanching took Nan Jiaojiao’s hand and led her away.

The car was in the front yard.

After driving a distance, Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Bo Qingshan standing at the entrance, watching them go.

“Did you scold him?”

“He intentionally scored low on purpose to get rid of his previous tutor.

This new one I found through someone I trust, and after two lessons, she told me Bo Qingshan is very smart, and she had little to teach him.”

With a brief thought, Nan Jiaojiao said, “So he isn’t a poor student after all.”

Bo Yanching gave her a teasing look.

“That kid’s IQ was tested at two years old; it’s up to 190.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes widened.

Bo Yanching continued, “He told me others can’t teach him well.

He wanted me to persuade you to be his tutor.

Would you be willing to?”

“No way!”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t even think before she flatly refused, “You have to pay extra.”

Bo Yanching had an “I knew it” look on his face, amused as he reached out to ruffle her hair.

Nan Jiaojiao was smug all the way home, and after they arrived, she was completely devoured and left lying in bed groaning.

As she mulled things over, she lazily rolled her eyes towards Bo Yanching, “Mr.

Bo, I’m your family’s doctor during the day, and your lover at night.

Shouldn’t you pay extra for that too?”

Bo Yanching’s expression remained unchanged, “I already added it, it’s just that you’re too proud to accept it.”

His bank card, and the house that belonged to Jinglan, had already been given to her.

All the transfer procedures were complete.

“What did you say back then?

Help me remember?” Bo Yanching looked up, helped her take off her slippers, and looked at her with a deep, teasing gaze in his eyes.