Chapter 450: The Shen Family is Almost Living Under My Surveillance

Nan Jiaojiao was woken up early in the morning by Lu Zhenzhen; the call had ended and then was dialed again, forcing her to endure an hour of the miss laughing.

“Can I go back to sleep now, Miss?”

Lu Zhenzhen paused, then suddenly exclaimed in shock, “You yelled at me!

For whom am I doing all this?

The Shen Family nearly lives under my surveillance.

I’m exhausting manpower and resources for whom, damn it!!”

This shout instantly woke Nan Jiaojiao up; she immediately reviewed herself, when had she ever yelled, she was clearly pleading meekly.

“I’m really scared of you now, Miss.

How dare I yell at you?

You call me at seven in the morning and keep me on for over an hour—and all I said was one sentence.”

Turns out she shouldn’t even open her mouth; just one sentence and she’s accused unjustly – how unfair was that.

“Hehe, you’re awake, huh?”

Lu Zhenzhen chuckled darkly, “Then let’s talk about something to really wake you up.

Just now, I casually gave that little celebrity some resources.

What do you think about me promoting her to fame?”

Nan Jiaojiao rubbed her temples helplessly, “You really have too much free time.”

“What’s the problem!

I’m happy to do it.

You want to spare the Shen Family, but I haven’t agreed.

I’m going to make her famous just to annoy the Shen Family.”

Nan Jiaojiao wasn’t about sparing the Shen Family, it’s just that she kept to her own affairs.

Previously, Shen Shichu had been stringing her along while being lovey-dovey with Ye Shiqing; Nan Jiaojiao had been truly sickened for quite a while.

Since Ye Shiqing’s foolish act of provocatively laying their affair out for her to see, Nan Jiaojiao had given up on Shen Shichu.

The revenge at the wedding had settled everything.

As long as the Shen Family didn’t flaunt themselves in front of her, why should she care?

“You go ahead and play, just don’t mess with the cast of ‘The Empress’s Killing’.”

“Am I that dumb!” Lu Zhenzhen gritted her teeth, “I’m afraid Chu Yao would kill me!”

Nan Jiaojiao chuckled, rubbing her eyes and planning to sit up; she pressed her hand down, and suddenly another hand reached out, supporting her arm.

Bo Yanching helped her sit up, facing Nan Jiaojiao’s silly little face, chuckled softly, and gestured toward the phone still by her ear.

“You’re at home?” Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the wall clock—it was almost nine, “Don’t you need to go to the office today?”

Bo Yanching’s brow slightly arched as he looked downward, guiding her gaze to the sleep robe she had pressed down.

“Just pull this back and you’ll be fine.”

Bo Yanching: “Miss Lu told me, you have a temper when you wake up; I shouldn’t wake you.”

Nan Jiaojiao pursed her lips, smiling, “Taking it off would work too, since I don’t feel a thing.”

Bo Yanching pinched her cheek, “Call first, be polite.”

Oh, she hadn’t hung up on the miss’s call yet.

With Bo Yanching in bed, why would she need to keep chatting on the phone?

“What do you mean take it off?” Lu Zhenzhen suddenly yelled.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t cover it in time, accidentally turning on the speaker, and Lu Zhenzhen’s voice hit her full in the face, “Bo Yanching is there?

Next to you?

What do you mean you don’t feel anything?

He took it off and you felt nothing?

Damn girl, is it you who’s loose, or is he just small?”

“…!” Nan Jiaojiao stiffly looked at Bo Yanching, “I’m not usually close with her, do you believe me?”

Bo Yanching pretended to think for a moment, then seriously nodded, “I believe.”

He took the phone and hung up, “There, let’s not play with other people’s bad kids.”

Nan Jiaojiao: “…”

How old are you?

Everyone’s competing with each other here.

“Do you want to get up for breakfast or sleep a bit more?” he asked.